Thursday, June 30, 2011

Tuesday Morning

I did it! - Got through Monday and then went to the support group for bandsters.  There were just a few folks there.  I had a good time, but walked away with the feeling that I had talked too much.  Also it seems strange to me that people don't know things.  I don't think any of those women would know the internet if it bit her.  I know, intellect snob.  But I work better, my life works better, if I know and understand things. 

However, it has become clear that the dietician is against caffeine, period.  I will have to think about this, because my surgeon said I'd be able to have it once I was well enough to work out. He even specifically said coffee.

Anyway - I'm exhausted this morning.  But in a good way.  I think I slept all the way through the night, till about 4:45.  We're talking about a gal who often waken 5-6 times in a night.  I think my brain is just stunned from the sleep.   I want to crawl back into my bed and sleep more!  Yet another benefit from the band, actual sleep! 

I have packed all my tiny soft meals into my lunch bag and am starting to get ready for work.  Another day or two and I can move on to solids, yay!   I'm looking forward to using my bento box again.  I think its great that I have the same one as eggface, that's pretty wild.
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Loong Week, but a good one

I've worked all week.  So glad tomorrow is Friday!!  Great things happened this week - I moved on to solid foods, ate at a restaurant, got a fitbit... All amazing things. 

My sweet little fitbit is charging.  I got it tonight.  I am so happy, I've been dying for one since I read about them (probably a whole week ago, LOL).  I really need something for both activity and sleep monitoring, so this should do it for me.  I'm going to wear it to bed tonight.  Since I often toss and turn all night, seeing every hour on the clock, this could be interesting.  Of course one day this week I slept through the night for the second time this year, so that was exciting.  I slept from about 10:30 to almost 4:30.  When I woke up I felt drugged with sleep.   And boy did I have to pee!  LOL.  Anyway, I'm excited to have the fitbit because I'm hoping that both the exercise feedback and the sleep feedback will start me improving in both areas. 

Today I had another great NSV - I wore my shirt tucked in!  A pair of pants that isn't a knit pair - but more of a cottony pair, with a fly and all that.  So my stomach didn't look like a mountain, and I didn't feel the need to pull a big shirt over it.  Also - it was the shirt that I bought back in May that wouldn't button.  Total win.

I tried to blog last night about my date with V - we went out to the Texas Roadhouse and I ate in a restaurant for the first time since before the surgery.  It was nerve-wracking at times, but it all went well.  I ate a little lightly for fear of barfing!  Anyway, Blogger wouldn't play nice.  I got V to take some pics of me in the parking lot.

Blogger is still not liking pictures, I may try it from the Picasa side of things in a moment. 



This is a test post since Blogger has been so mean to me the past few days.  I'm having a good week and I'd love to tell you all about it, but I haven't successfully saved not published a single post in several days.

Monday, June 27, 2011

I miss caffeine

Is it really Monday morning?  Wow, I DO miss my caffeine.  The dietician said I couldn't have any yet, that it would irritate my poor tummy.  So I'm a good girl, drinking decaf British breakfast tea.  Wah!

I'm about to face my first full week back post surgically and I'm hoping to have more energy today.  The support group at Rose Medical is tonight and I would love to go!  That's a goal, and we'll have to see.  I reserve the right to come home and go to sleep instead....

This weekend I slept all Saturday - watched TV in the morning, and in the afternoon I gave up the pretense of alertness and took an actual nap. 

Oh well, I'm off to pack my food bag so I don't have an awful day.  I'm including portable food for the 7 PM meal in case I can manage this support group...

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Off to Therapy....

I am lucky to have found a therapist who works weekends.  And she has walked with many patients on the lap band journey so I am looking forward to seeing how this will go.   Today will be my first session since before the surgery.   So, of course, I'm trying to decide what to wear.  LOL.  I +am+ a girl, even if I don't have long nails and don't (yet) wear heels...

We had a lovely evening last night.  V came over and we had a shopping/cooking date - we went and picked out lovely fish to have for dinner, and then came home and cooked it.  And then we watched an episode of Bones.  Our TV watching involves watching on DVD, shows that are several years behind other people.  Sometimes I have watched further ahead, but the family rule is that no spoilers are given to Vince to spoil his watching.   (We recently finished watching Buffy and Angel all in order).  It kind of dates back to when I first separated from  Chris.  There would be weeks where he would have the kids and I would come home to an empty apartment.  For the first time in 18 years I had the remote.  I didn't even know how to WORK the remote.  So then, I got to ask myself what would I actually like to watch?   That's when I got my Netflix account, because what I wanted to watch back then (geek alert) was Babylon 5, from the beginning, in order.  I had never got to do that.   Then I started watching other shows too.  And now, of course, I suggest things to Vince that he might not otherwise think of watching.  We are in the middle of Bones (season 3) and the 4400 (season 2).  Anyway it was the first time we'd sat and watched some TV, really, since my surgery.  I kept being too tired or too out of it.

It was a feeling or a return to normalcy, last night, to cook and eat.   Except I got full and Vince finished my fish too.  It was an exquisite bit of flounder.  We got a big frozen package from our local warehouse store, mmmm.  He had some zucchini too, and some crackers since it turned out that we had no bread.  I guess I was the big bread eater because the kids hadn't bought any, how odd. 

Anyway, it was a lovely date.  Life is feeling more and more like normal, only better.  :)

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Feelings of Fullness

So yesterday afternoon I ate everything in my lunch bag that I had brought for work and still didn't really feel full.  I kept drinking water and wondering if it was a psych issue.   But I'm on soft foods still you know, the ones often referred to as sliders and so I eventually became convinced that they were indeed slip sliding away and not holding the full feeling at all.

When I got home I pulled out some of the roast pork I had slow cooked the other day, with the theory that it at least was the item I was allowed to eat that actually had the most heft to it, so to speak.  I weighed out my 2 ounces and sat down to chew, chew, chew.   I finished it and had a moment of panic as I realized I still felt hungry.  But I regained my calm and set my "kitchen timer" for about 25 minutes with the theory that the brain runs behind the stomach.  I turned on a TV show and set out to ignore the hunger feeling.   And sure enough, we got to about 15 minutes into the timer and I started feeling.... full, still a new sensation that I'm not sure I know what its supposed to feel like.   As the time went on I felt more full.  By the time the timer rang its little bell, I was stuffed.   And an hour or more later when I talked to V I was still stuffed.

The most amusing thing, of course, is that as I was lying down to go to sleep, I snagged my Blackberry and pulled up myfitnesspal, because I was thinking of all those things I ate trying to get full and OMG how many calories was that?  And its little status said, "You have 55 calories left today."  ...!!  Which of course means I was finally over 1200 for the first time since the surgery, but still.  We are talking about a gal who used to eat 3000 calories and still be hungry.   I slept better than I usually do, and I didn't wake up to eat in the night - just to turn off the A/C.

This is going to work.  

Friday, June 24, 2011


It's FRIDAY so that means it's BYOC - Bring Your Own Crazy!  We answer a couple of questions in an effort to get to know each other better and to give our blogging brains a break! 
1.  What’s your favorite room in your house?
I would have to say my Master Bedroom Suite.  I have a walk in closet and a master bath in my bedroom.  Both for the first time in my life.  I love the rest of our apartment, don’t get me wrong, but I love having a master bedroom. 
2.  Picture question (or describe if you don't have a camera).  Show us a pic of your current favorite earrings!
They are purple and white and made of crystals and everyone loves them.

3.  What’s your dress code at work? If you stay at home and went back to work outside the home, what dress code would you prefer?
We get to wear jeans on Fridays and the rest of the time I would say we are business casual.  I’m Ok with that, we are a law firm but I don’t feel the need to wear a suit every day. 

4.  Summarize your week in real life and in blog land.
This week – Monday was the day I was originally supposed to go back to work after the surgery but I didn’t come back till Thursday.  I got my blog set up and read a lot of blogs this week, which was cool and actually much more helpful than the discussion forums I had previously found.  I had my post-op nutrition class on Wednesday morning, and I got both the soft foods and solid foods instructions.  I am on soft foods until next Thursday. I’m still pretty tired from going back to work but I’m beginning to feel like my life is returning to me, only better.  
It was already worth the price of admission for the lapband surgery.  The asthma, GERD, joint pain, and blood sugar issues are all so much better.  My skin tone and energy are improved.  And I’ve lost weight and I feel good.
I so love blogging and I love reading people’s blogs.  I feel like I have a bunch of cool new friends.  I feel special (awww…. ). 


I applaud the wisdom of the universe, since my original plan had been to go back to work this past Monday.  Wow! 

I had a good day at work yesterday, but it was exhausting!  I had made dinner in the crock pot (a pork roast) and it was all I could do to come home, put it in plastic containers and label them, weigh out my 3 ounces (of which I could only eat 2), and go to bed after dinner...

I'm pretty sure that part of it was that I didn't get nearly enough water yesterday, so I am starting this morning with a bottle of water before anything. 

Other than that, it was a really good day.  Everyone was glad to see me and welcomed me back, my boss took the time to come down to my work area and talk to me about what's coming up (which I always wish he would do).  And it wasn't a crazy day, it was pretty calm as IT days go, so I had time to sit and work on catching up on my thousand emails....

Still I was SO glad to be going home.  Mid afternoon everything was hurting and I realized I'd let the tylenol wear totally off again.  I need to pay attention to that today and not do that. Luckily neither my boss nor the HR guy saw me limping around in the afternoon because the people who did could tell I was in pain...

I was in bed by about 8 PM last night.  And awake about 5 this morning, but that works.  I think I woke fewer times in the night.

I'm down yet another pound today.  This is so magical.  I have been trying for something like a year to get under 250 and stay there.  I was 246 this morning.  And I feel so good, even tired as I am, and not allowed to have any caffeine yet, my stomach isn't acidy, I'm not coughing, and I just FEEL better in some indescribable way.  I've decided that is the normalizing of my blood sugar. 

And my skin does look better.  Everyone had commented on how good my skin looked and I thought it was because of the new makeup.  But then V said he had noticed it the past few weeks that I've been staying home (and wasn't wearing any makeup) so I took a good look this morning and _dang!_ he is right.  I have that glow that when I was in OA I used to call the "abstinent glow" and I always thought it was from all the veggies.  Which can't be it because I'm not getting enough veggies.  I get full and then .... I'm working on it.  So I wonder if it is the absence of sugar?

More MAGIC!!!  I just tried on my largest pair of jeans - which hasn't fit me in at least 3 months.  I've got them on and am sitting in the chair (to test whether I should actually wear them to work) as I write.  OMG this is amazing.  I think it has been 6 months since I've worn jeans on a Friday.  Now I have to figure out what to wear with them. 

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Hi, ho, hi ho...

I'm back to work today.  I've been gone from work from the evening of June 6th.  That's an extremely long time.

My daughter and I got our signals crossed and after a month of leaving the house at about 6 AM for work she was up and showering at 6:30, so I'll be showering at 7 AM.  We both have to be to work at 9 AM today, how weird.

In a little over a week I should be going to the rec center in the mornings anyway....

I have the larger lunchbox - the one that just looks like a bag - full of containers of food.  To the point where I was worried about my lifting restriction, LOL.  I have Tylenol Blast, chewable tylenol, and my pill splitter.  I'm bringing the nebulizer even though I haven't needed it since the surgery (it's dusty at work and should also be an emotional day). 

I think I'm going to adopt (Last train out of Fatland) Maria's report and see how I do with it.
Wednesday's report:
1. 70 oz of water? 48
2. Minimal processed foods? yes
3. Grams of Protein? 66
4. 30 minutes of exercise? Yes, but all from walking around the hospital complex and a few other places.
5. One serving of fruit? Nope, unless you count a Greek Yogurt that had strawberries in it...
6. Food logging? Check!
7. Benefiber?  Check! 

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

... and the fish was good!

V and I cooked dinner the way we always used to on our dates - except fewer carbs.   But a lot of our dates have been cooking dinner and talking and tonight was the first time since the surgery that we got to do that.  We cooked Mahi Mahi, poached in some wine, flavored with soy sauce, sesame oil, and garlic.  Oh and lemon wedges.  We cooked green beans too but I only had about 3 bites of them.  (Tiny bandita bites).  We also cooked mushrooms with the fish and those were soft enough that I could have a few bites before I got full.  I am stuffed.

It was great to have a date night though.  And tomorrow, I go to work.  I have my food in small containers ready to go.  Also I am cooking pork in the slow cooker to have tomorrow night for dinner. 

Life is good...

Nutrition Class and saw the Nurse... and my doc too

So we had our nutrition class today and got our instructions for this week - softs - and next week - solids.  Then we all got to see the nurse, and in my case the doc too.

I'm not dying, but he wants me to go and see another doctor about  my liver.  I am forbidden to look up the diagnosis on the internet so I am not even looking at the paper.  My doc swears all will be well.  I am trusting him. And, yay, the doc he wants me to see is in network (ie, fully covered now that we've hit the deductible!)  so that is all good....

I can swim in a week, but no massages till 6 weeks out.  And I have a note for going back to work.  Tomorrow.  And I've faxed it to HR and FMLA so as they say, "my fate is sealed".

V and I are going to cook fish for dinner, yay!! And I'm going to do a quick run to the grocery store and then get a blood test (more of this thing that I'm not worrying about) - and then I may get a haircut, we'll see.

If I were seriously ill he wouldn't be letting me go back to work.  Meantime, I'm wearing a pair of pants that didn't fit me 3 weeks ago, my breathing is great, and my friends at work will be happy to see me.   Life is good.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


Even though tomorrow is actually most likely my last day home from work, today feels like it is.  Tomorrow I will be getting up at 0 dark thirty to get to my mandatory nutrition class down at Rose Medical at 8 ack emma.   Two hours of diet instruction and then an appointment to see the nurse practitioner in my surgeon's office.  I've been looking forward to this.

No lie, actually, we were supposed to have this class last week but they were all out of town at a bariatric conference so my group of bandees didn't get their class last week.  We are 2 weeks out.  So it will be interesting to see who is eating what.  Of course this means I've had an extra week to be home, read other people's blogs, get on lap band forums, and notice just how many different diet programs there actually are, my goodness!   It will be interesting to see what my dietician, who teaches this class, will actually tell us.   And how I will feel about it when she tells us.

I have a ton of paperwork from my doctor's office.  It's in a ring binder, actually, plus a bunch more they gave me when they discharged me.  Interestingly, the instructions seem to contradict each other, so I wound up staying on blended foods even though I had originally thought I was supposed to start having soft foods a few days ago because, let's face it, the blended food won't hurt anything and I'm a big ol scaredy cat.

My office wouldn't let me come back to work without seeing the doctor and getting a note saying I'm OK to be back.  Besides, I need my lifting restriction in writing since I'm a computer tech and otherwise move computer equipment and the like on a daily basis.  I work for a law firm so you can bet everything is by the book.  My medical leave is approved by FMLA and covers me till the end of July, which means if the nurse thinks I shouldn't go back yet, I won't be in danger of losing my job.  But frankly I think I am ready.  Today I feel even better than I have in the previous days. And anyway I've run through all my sick leave and these extra days out are EATING UP MY VACATION, darn it! 

So, diet and exercise:

I'm pretty sure the diet restrictions are something like: no junky carbs and no white carbs, keep your protein up, drink your water.  And then I just need to know, when do I go to soft foods and how long do I stay there?  I'm tracking my foods on "My Fitness Pal", the dorkiest named site.  However, they let me add 3 more mealtimes and rename them all to what I want them to say, which is the time I'm supposed to eat them.  So I have 6 mealtimes named 7 AM, 10 AM, 1 PM, 4 PM, 7 PM, and 10 PM.  And all of the mealtimes show up on the Blackberry App (Spark People would let me add extra meals but they were invisible on the BB App, which is so totally useless OMG).  

I already know I can't swim for about another week.  My swim suit fits again now that I'm down to 250 though, so that will be good.  And since TOM is visiting I wouldn't have wanted to start this week anyway.  This means, however, that I actually have to GO to the rec center and sign up.  I have everything else except that, though, goggles and a cap and a lock and a duffle bag, and even a black one piece from Wal-Mart in the largest size they have, which pre-surgery I could almost get on my poor ol  bod.

I have to find out about massages because my back is killing me, I have a massage envy membership with like, a million unused credits on it, and when I called them they said to ask my doctor when it was ok.  Maybe I'll get a note about that too, they are another group of sticklers.  I can't wait to get a massage again.  I know, it's funny because I'm self conscious about how heavy I am, but I always make sure to shower before I go and it's their job, anyway.  I always have great massage therapists who are respectful of my body, and anyway they drape you so only the muscle group they are working is visible to them.  If you haven't tried it I highly recommend it.

OK, I admit it.  I'm babbling because I'm nervous.  Tomorrow I get officially weighed, I see someone who is going to look at my incisions and tell me if my discomfort is normal, and who is most likely going to send me back to my old life.  And for several weeks now I've been home, haven't had to wear a bra, and been able to just obsess about what I am eating and if I'd had enough water to drink.  She's going to want me to go back to my crazy busy life.   And of course she's a bandster herself.

Part of me is afraid she's going to think my discomfort isn't normal, and send me for nasty medical tests.  And then of course there's the whole liver biopsy, which my surgeon did because he said my liver looked mottled.  Of course by now if I were dying I'd think someone would have called me. But my inner hypochondriac isn't buying that one.   The little internal drama queen is insisting that they will tell me in person, and that the entire office has known that I'm a walking dead woman for a week while I don't know yet.   Sigh.

Honestly.   Sometimes I just would like a vacation from my inner life.

V is coming over late tonight to sleep here and go to my nutrition class with me.  Which is really good, because I confess that the idea of driving I25 to 270 at 7:15 AM with no coffee in me is not high on my list of things I want to do for myself.  Also he will hear what my dietician says we should be doing.   Because he likes to come over and cook!  So he will know more about what we need to do.   And because, well, he's just an amazing guy and I'm so lucky to have him in my life.

And actually I miss the really wicked awesome people that I work with, and I would like my life back.  So this is all a good thing... 

Monday, June 20, 2011


I weighed myself this morning and found that the scale has jumped - the wrong way.  It's funny, because if you are not built to be a daily weigher this is the kind of thing that really frosts you.  For me, I'm ever so glad to not be weighing only on Mondays because I would have missed the last few days' sojourn into the 240s!

TOM is here, started last night, and so I am not really surprised at the bloat.  And it does explain the appetite jump yesterday.   I'm still on blended foods, but I went to the store and got some more flavorful soups and diet pudding and things.

Today is the day I would have been going to work on the original surgical plan.  I'm actually so grateful that it is a few more days away.  My surgeon has been away at a conference and HR won't let me back without a note from him.  I'm going to call today and make sure he's seeing me on Wednesday after the Mandatory Nutrition Class, <g>.  So Thursday will probably be my day back to work.

I'm amazed at how tiring the surgery has been.  I guess this is the difference of waiting till you are 50 to have it done, ladies and germs.  The younger women having surgery the same day as me were feeling better and going out the door, and I wound up staying over night.

Speaking of pain management, I think some Tylenol is called for this morning.  My abs still feel like someone was dancing on them...


Later, same day - well that was the only Tylenol I took all day and I do feel a difference, but its also good to know that I CAN do without them if I need to.  I've been more tired and achey, but that's to be expected.  I'm sure I'll take some when I have to go back to work.

Anyway, its been a slow day.  I didn't go and do any errands, I just now (6 pm) went and did a ten minute walk around the grounds.  The wind was picking up and all over the apartment complex, people were going inside.  So I didn't stay out for much.

I feel sleepy and hungry today.  Still craving mashed potatoes.  Potatoes are not on the OK list from my doc - nothing white is - so I am about to cook some frozen orange squash in the hopes that the texture will ease the craving.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Belated BYOC

It’s time for BYOC – Bring Your Own Crazy! We answer some questions in an effort to get to know each other better and to give our blog brains a break. Copy and paste to your own blog and ENJOY!

1. Do you make your bed every day? Tell us about or show us a picture of your bed comforter?

I hardly ever make my bed, despite the fact that my sleeping is rather like a hedgehog. Covers get all mangled, almost like a little nest. The boyfriend is the one who makes the bed. Sometimes, it's the first thing he does when he comes over.
I have several bedspreads. I rotate them, unless it's cold enough to use all of them. I will take some pictures for you.  One of them was part of my birthday present from Vince.

This is the birthday bedspread and pillows...

2 Johnny Cash or Elvis? Thin crust pizza or deep dish? Coke or Pepsi? Beer or wine or neither?

Johnny Cash, I guess. not a huge fan of either one.
Pizza...well, pizza has been one of my favorite foods. With my new band, I don't know if I'll be able to eat pizza. Pizza toppings, surely. But as for the crust, I don't know. We'll have to see.
I'm not current a drinker at all. However, I would say I can't stand beer. I've always wanted to know about wine. I have a few kinds I like but unfortunately, I can't drink much ever ever. A total lightweight, and much worse since I began to live at a higher altitude. So I guess neither would be about right. I cook with wine, or sometimes Jack Daniels or gin.

3. I recently went through my list of blogs I follow and was at my limit so I unfollowed bloggers who haven’t blogged in at least 6 months. I want to start following some more new blogs. Who’s your fave lately? Funniest? Most inspiring? Can you link them for me??

I'm new to reading blogs, so you would know more than I.

4. Repeat question: Summarize your week in blog land and in real life.

The last few weeks have been really wild. I thought that the biggest problem that I would have the week before my surgery was whether or not I was going to catch a cold.

That was before my apartment building caught on fire.

Happily, not my actual apartment. However, the cold symptoms that I had seemed to disappear while we were waiting for the fire department to tell us about the building. I stayed with Vince for a few days. It would have been fun, if it weren't for the reason. I got back to my place about two days before the surgery. I had just enough time to lay in supplies and then it was time to go the hospital. Of course, one of the problems I have now is that my bedroom is half organized. The days that I spent at Vince's house were the days I was going to finish the job. I have boxes in my way, but I'm not allowed to lift them. I have made a path through them instead.

I'm pretty happy with the last two weeks. I know that they have been dramatic. But I've been looking forward to getting a lap band for six months now. I'm still in the scared phase. But I am a scaredy-cat. I'm certainly enjoying the weight loss. I'm enjoying learning how to eat differently The relief from hunger after eating something is an amazing feeling.

This week has been all about starting to feel better. My doctor was out of town at a bariatric convention so I couldn't get a note from him, so HR wouldn't let me come back to work yet. And you know what? I think that has worked out to my advantage. I didn't spring back quite as quickly as I might have hoped. I should be seeing him Wednesday, after taking my mandatory nutrition class, so I hope to be back to work on Wednesday.

16 pounds!

I know that a lot of folks disapprove of daily weighing. I have found that it helps me to accept that the weekly or monthly weigh-ins elsewhere are actually correct. That the variance, the fluctuations, are a normal thing.

I'm especially enjoying it in this post op time as it mostly seems to be going .... down...

I'm 16 pounds down? Since June 1st at the doctors office. This is pretty amazing, and I'll take it!

I'm under 250, and as I've said, when I get under 250, my health improves.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

I'm going to have to name my band

I can certainly see that I'm going to have to name my sweet companion something. (I have been reading other people's blogs, can you tell?)

Today has been a good day. I only have had painkillers twice, both times OTC. No oxycodone at all.

I drove today for the first time since the surgery.

V and I went out for a few hours - I socialized with people who didn't know I have a band, and I didn't mention it!

I truly think I'm beginning to recover....

Been waiting so long....

The six months of waiting have finally passed and I'm a bandita.

During the months of waiting, so many of my physical problems were chalked up to my weight, I began to feel like it was going to fix it all - the Magic Belt!

I got my lap band on June 9th 2011 from Dr. Snyder at Rose Medical. The past week has been different than I expected, but very good.

The surgery was definitely more painful than I had hoped, and I'm still taking some pain meds. Of course, I'm a pale and delicate flower, and I feel everything, so we know that this is not typical for most people.

However, some tremendous benefits have been felt already!

My GERD has been gone since the day of the surgery. In the weeks before the surgery, I would sometimes wake up in the night and feel like I was drowning in my own stomach acid. (Gross) Anyway, in addition to this, my asthma is at an all time low. Before the surgery I was coughing constantly. We always knew it was triggered by the GERD, but I had no idea how much. I have not used my nebulizer since the morning of the surgery.

I can walk without having to stop and catch my breath!! I can go out for a walk, and then come back and climb the 3 flights of stairs to my apartment, and not have to stop part way and wheeze. It's pretty amazing.

Here's another one: I get full. I actually have times where I don't feel hungry. I admit that I thought I wouldn't be hungry at all during the healing process, and I am, which scared me at first. But the hunger GOES AWAY after I've eaten something. This is totally new.

Add to that, this morning I was under 250. This is really significant. 250 is the point where my body wakes up and says, "Hey! You are asking me to carry too much weight!" and my health gets worse. It's been true every time I get there. So this morning's scale weight was huge for me.

Oh yes, before the surgery - for at least a month, I had started getting what definitely felt like low blood sugar incidents and I was terrified that the diabetes was finally here. I haven't had anything like that. I've had a couple of mornings where I really really wanted my breakfast, but NO sweats, no shaking, no problems with speaking...

My joints seem to ache less, but that could easily be the Extra Strength Tylenol (Adult Liquid BLAST!) that I have been taking. I have some oxycodone mini pills left but I've been trying to taper them off.

Anyway, this is me. I was hesitant to start blogging until I saw some significant results but there are so many lap band blogs out there, I might as well join you!