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That's right I am 4 months pregnant. I found out when I was 2 months. Attached are some pictures.

Hello Everyone,

Just thought I would check in and drop a line or two. Everything has been going GREAT for me. Still no luck in a full time job, but I'm hanging in there. When the time is right I am sure I will be blessed with what I need, when I need it. Check out the new picturs I have posted of myself. Still getting use to my new pouch, but I'm loving life. I've been to Kings Dominons once, and Six Flags twice already this summer. I'm loving it. Sure feels good to stand in line and not have to worry whether or not I"m going to fit in the rides or not. I am down to a size 10 clothes from a 26. I'm still amazed. Each day does present a new challenge though, but I'm trying to hang in there. I REFUSE to drink sodas, stick only to water and every now and again some unsweet tea, but I hardly even do that. Still struggling with taking all my medications, but I'm coming along just fine. Haven't been to the ER in about 3 months, THANKS BE TO GOD!!! I just started a support group in my area that's once a week. I love it. I get to chat with people who actually UNDERSTAND all the BS that I go through. The negative comments I get from people, the distant friendships, all the stuff that ONLY a person who's had this surgery done would know about. I do appreciate other people trying to give me advice, but they have NO clue what is like until they have been there. You can prepare yourself all day long, talk to others, get advice from the doctors/friends, etc. but until you have walked a day in my shoes, you have no clue. Everywhere I go, now I gotta here "how much more weight you trying to loose", "how much smaller you wanna be", "what you eat today", "how much you weight", "what size are those pants?" Who gives a shi*...............

I am happy, and that's all that matters. Everyone wants to know what my fiance thinks of the NEW ME! What is he suppose to think? He loves me for me, and that's all that matters. I'm still the same person he met almost 2 years ago. Only a real man would change after I lost the weight. If that was the case he wasn't real to begin with. Of course he's happy for me, he loves me. It wasn't about him, and I didn't get this surgery done for him or to please anyone else. I got it done to PLEASE ME, and to make myself happy. People ask me all the time, "did you really have to do all that to loose the weight". I want to say, what the F do you think? I mean, get real. If it was that simple do you think after all that I have been through that I would of put myself through this, if it was just a matter of cutting back, dieting and exercise. Everyone is different. No two people are alike, I don't give a shi* if they are twins. What works for one, does not mean it will work for another. If you are content in your diet program and exercise, then more power to you, push on! I did what I knew would work for me. No one knows me better then I know myself. I have been through alot since I've had this done. Lost friendships, lost my full time job, been sick, in and out of the ER, surgeries after surgeries, popping pills all day to feel better, etc. I have NO REGRETS!!!!

Its been a while since my last post. I just wanted to let everyone know how I have been doing. Well the weight has been coming off, and I am loving every minute of it. I haven't done a bite of exercise yet. Not because I haven't wanted to, but I am still very tired and weak from all the other operations I have had to have done since surgery. I have been through alot. I find alot of people asking me everyday "would you still do it again" I guess after all I have been through. Any my answer to that is "YES". Anyone who gets this procedure done, and thinks that it will be smooth sailing, is only fooling themselves. I want to be the first to let everyone knows, that there are alot of OBSTACLES that can come from having this done. Not to scare anyone, but its something that you MUST consider.

About a month ago, when I was FINALLY released from my doctor to go back to work, I was informed by my employer that my position was no longer avilable for me to come back too. I know it was all BS. And the only reason that they came up with that was because I had only been working with them for about 6 months when I got the operation done, and I was in and out of the hosptial aftewards. I had it done in Nov, got sick in Dec and was out for baout 2 weeks. Then come January, got sick again, was out for 3 weeks, then went back to work, and was out sick again, this time the doctors had me out for 2 months. And of course when it was finally time for me to return in April, I got that BS excuse from my employer.

Its all good though, because I am a firm beliver that everything happens according to Gods will and plan that he has for me. I was not a HUGE fan of the emplyoyer and was looking for a new job before I got sick in January. God knew that I did not want to go back to work, and he has always blessed me with a partner, who for the time being is able to take care of me now taht I am unemployed. I have been working since I was 15 years old, this is the first time I have been out of work. But my body is still in no condition to commit to working a full time job, and being able to make it to one 5 days a week. So for the time being I am just taking it one day at a time, and will wait about a month before I start looking again. I want to know that when I do get another job, i will be able to get up and go to it each day. Right now everyday still poses as a challenge for me. I am tired all the time, sometimes weak and now I struggle with taking all my vitamins, getting in fluids, and even eating. 

I am at the stage now where my hair is starting to fall out and get VERY brittle. My skin is breaking out, not sure what all that is from, but I guess some people also have had issues with that. I am 6 months out and still adjusting to my new lifestyle. Its still all too surreal for me. I can now go to the store and buy the things I have always wanted to wear. No more PLUS section of the store. I can go to the JRs. Thats the best part. Food no longer rules me, I rule the food. I have control over what I eat, and I am VERY picky about what I let into my new pouch. Once I get a grib on trying to get all the liquids and vitamins in everyday, I think I will be good to go.

Hello Everyone,

Its been a while since I posted. I have been back in the hospital 2 more times since the last time I went in January. I ended up having some scar tissues and adhesions from when they went inside in January.
This time I was in the hospital for 9 days in severe pain. I came home and was out for a week then ended up back in for 4 nights because of the terrible pain I was having in my stomach. I have been out of work since January 1st and I'm now starting to feel better. Thanks for all your support and prayers. God is good!
Shona

I finally said the hell with it and went and purchased a scale over the weekend. It was marked down so hard to resist. To my surprise yesterday it was 235 lbs. I was tickled pink. I am so happy. I am still VERY VERY tired and weak in the mornings. I am hoping that soon it will be over. I still think I am having a bit of a setback since I had to go back into the hospital so I'm also taking that into consideration. Anyway, I finally got out the house over the weekend. My finance and I went to a Wizards game on Saturday night. It was a very nice outing. I was happy to get back home though. I will be SOOOOOOO glad when I get back to NORMAL.

Well I seem to be doing a little better now then I was last week. Hopefully that was my last trip to the hopsital with issues relationg to the surgery. I'm still sore and very weak. It takes me about 45 mins to get ready for work now as apposed to my normal 10 mins. But oh well. Morning still seem to be the hardest for me. But by the time 10-11am rolls around I'm doing a little better. I will just be happy when I get back to normal. I mean being able to jump out of bed when the alarm goes off, and not wanting the day to be over just to go home and lay in the bed. 

I have not been ANYWHERE since I had the surgery other then to work (when I can) or back to the hospital/doctors office. Its almost depressing but I really have NO energy or motivation to do so what so ever. I am going to make an attemp this Saturday to attend a Wizards basketball game at the Verizon Center. The game should only be 2 hours, and I will be seated so I guess I shoud be able to handle that. Only time will tell.

The Ditch

    The Ditch is part of a story told to me by my father.  My grandfather once took three men out to test them for being a buggy driver.  He drove them up to a ditch and asked them to tell him how close they could drive to the ditch without going in.  The first driver said he could easily drive within a yard of the ditch.  The second one said he could go within about a foot of the ditch.  The third one said he would not drive anywhere near the ditch and to count him out of the running.  The third driver was hired.

    The object lesson to WLS is to stay away from The Ditch by not trying to see how much of this or that you can eat.  The real key to long term weight loss through WLS seems to be the adoption of a new attitude towards food.  The small size of the new stomach allows us to achieve a feeling of satiety with much less food.  The trick seems to be to recognize that the smaller amount of food will be sufficient and not to tempt fate by trying to see how much we can now eat.  The Flanagan Pouch Study (cottage cheese test) showed that relative pouch size, i.e., 4 oz vs 8 oz, had little to do with weight loss success.  What mattered was whether both the 4 oz and 8 oz person developed new eating habits and stayed away from The Ditch.
                                                                            -Ray Hooks

A Picture of Peace

There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace.  Many artists tried. The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and he had to choose between them.

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror, for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds.  All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.

The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell and in which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest ... perfect peace.

Which picture do you think won the prize?

The King chose the second picture. 
Do you know why?  
"Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."

                --Author Unknown

As of last Tuesday I am down 33 pounds.

I had problems vomting all day tuesday and wednesday. I ended up back in the hospital in Baltimore with a stricture. They had to go in with the scope and dialate it some. I sure hope this was the last of my issues as a result of the GB. One week out I had an ucler, and now this. Its really nerver wrecking. I'm back in the office today and lord knows I sure don't want to be here. But I've come to the conclusion that its the luck of the draw with this surgery, and after reading some other profiles I guess I could be in worse condition at this point.