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About heddi

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  • Surgeon
    Andres Castellanos
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    Hahnemann University, Philadelphia
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    Gastric Bypass
  • Surgeon
    Andres Castellanos

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  1. I love the lavash bread. I am able to get a big pack of I think 16 sheets at BJ's club for $4. Since 1 serving is 1/2 sheet (and plenty for my wee pouchie), it lasts forever. Just saw that they have very low carb pitas as well. Out of the 2, I think I like the lavash better bc it's more versatile, but the pita is great for finally a sandwich-type thing!
  2. From the album Post Surgery

  3. From the album Post Surgery

  4. It will get better, I promise. I started at a 22 and could "shop my closet" down to 16 give or take. I dropped to an 18 pretty quickly and my shirts got big and baggy real fast. I'm a year + out and I still shop at thrift stores. I am trying to think of the last time I bought new, full priced clothing and it was way before surgery. I'm still dropping sizes....weight is around 140 x last few months but I've gone from a 10 to a 6 in that time frame. Just bought 6's two weeks ago. From a 22. Yeah. It will get better. It will get more fun. As you lose, your proportions will change. My boobs went WAY down. WAAAAY. The idea of me fitting in a size M shirt was the most ridiculously laughable thing ever, and yet here I am, in a M shirt and not looking like it was painted on. Shopping finally got "fun" when I was in L shirts and sz 14's and 12's Much more variety, I found. Go to different thrift stores. Find some in "upscale" parts of town - you'll find clothes in better conditions and better, more longer lasting brands. I got a pair of $160 jeans for $4 at goodwill the other day. $160 jeans. Rofl. Try not to get discouraged. I found it discouraging before surgery that the choices in the size 20+ range were so limited, and didn't have any accomodations for different body sizes -- if your'e a size 20, you're just big all over. At least now you'll soon be able to buy things that fit your hips and your waist, your boobs and your thighs, etc. Clothing will fit you better. NOw I can go into the store and buy a size 6 pant and a size M shirt and I don't even have to try it on. It will fit.
  5. Do not plan on being an automatic dumper if you get RNY. I have not officially "dumped," and I have RNY. I have had dumpish-syndromes, but not the everything spewing out of every orifice for 30 minutes, feeling of impending doom, wishing you were dead. Instead, if I eat something that is particularly rich (for me, it's more heavy/greasy than sweet/sugary), I will start to get sweat on my brow and upper lip, I'll get nauseous, but I've never actually really been able to vomit since the surgery. I may have the urge to have a BM (like everything is being pushed through), but no diarrhea and nothing lasting. I'll feel hot, then cold, then hot. Then it goes away. The first time it happened, I had taken 1 bite of corned beef. The next time, I had eaten some duck The third time was with a Dunkin Donuts Dunkachino-- 2 sips. It can also happen if I eat too much, physically -- was at dinner with friends, having a good time, and was just eating too much. Immediately felt like hot garbage. However, this past week I traveled for business and shared a chocolate cake slice with a coworker. This thing was as dense as a black hole - and I had not one symptom. It doesn't happen all the time, it doesn't happen every time, and I have re-eaten all of those things (except the dunkachino...that wasn't mine) and it hasn't occured again. So it's not that much of a deterrent when you can't determine when it will happen, I guess. At any rate, like others have said, don't look at it as a tool associated with surgery but rather a side effect of the surgery. It will ultimately be up to you to decide what you put in your mouth. That is the most impowering concept, to me. It's all me.
  6. SUgar addict? Honey, come sit next to Heddi and let's talk. I used to drink 1/2 gallon of sweet tea A. DAY. Every day. Every fricking day for years I drank 1/2 gallon of sweet tea. And cookies and cakes and why have 1 donut when you can buy 2 get one and eat all three off them and have the iced coffee with sugar and cream and sweet flavor and chocolate chip cookies and chocolate milk and a milkshake and canoli with lunch. Every day. I had RNY in October 2015. Totally lost my sweet tooth. I think the restriction just after surgery (liquid, clear liquid, soft, etc) by the time I could eat something with sugar, it was like pouring straight sugar right down my throat. Ugh. A year and a month out I'm just...no. I'm not as ADVERSE to sweet as I was in the first 6 months, and I don't dump unless I have something CRAZY SUPER SWEET AND RICH, but for the most part, I'm just naah. I had gotten an iced tea, unsweetneed but they brought me sweet instead -- I thought I was going to die. It was unpalatable to me. Completely disgusting. Took one sip and nope nope nope Your tastes will most likely change in ways you'd never imagine. It's not just that I lost my sweet tooth, but all carbs. I sometimes eat some low carb crackers and cheese and meat for lunch and even after a while, the few carbs in the crackers are even too sweet, and these aren't sweet crackers. Just "Crackers". I could lay down a double cheeseburger with bacon in my past life. Now I'm like...nah. Even without the bun, no. I'll have a salad with chicken, or soup, or chili, or something. A year+ in and I don't feel restricted at all in what I'm "allowed" to eat. If I want chocolate cake, I'll get a chocolate cake. I'll eat 1/4 of a piece, have the runs because it's so rich, wish I could die, and remember that next time I think I want a chocolate cake. I don't have cravings. I don't revolve my life around food and eating. I feel more free to eat what I want because I"m not constrained by my old way of thinking -- meat + veg + carb + dessert. 7 shrimp for dinner. Lavash bread with cheese and chicken. A cup of soup. It's freeing to me to be satisfied with these things, instead of having what I felt was a bottomless pit inside of me that could never be filled.
  7. From the album Pre Surgery

  8. My husband obviously knew from the beginning, and it was never an issue--he's quite supportive. We are childfree by choice so no kids. I told some close coworkers once I had a surgery date set. I told other family members once I had the surgery and had started losing weight. I didn't want to "jinx" myself and tell them and then not see results. I think at this point about 90% of the people I know know that I've had the surgery. I'm actually at the point that i can't remember who I've told or not, now I don't see it as any big secret. I'm proud of what I've done and the success I've had, so if it pops up in conversation it's not a big deal like I thought it once was. Every single person, aside from one very early on, has been supportive. And even that person has totally changed their views on WLS and congratulates me on my success.
  9. Oh Energy!!! Prior to my surgery, I was borderline narcoleptic - "idiopathic hypersomnolence" -- meaning, I could sleep anywhere, for as long as possible. When I did my sleep study (years ago), I slept for 10 hours, woke up for the daytime sleepiness test and for that they have you stay awake for an hour, sleep for an hour. I was falling asleep between the tests....the somonologist kept yelling at me that i was messing up the tests. Naps were mandatory during lunch, after work, before dinner, after dinner. I was a sleep monster. Now this was always cyclical with me, and I would go through phases where I was so beat that I could hardly move, and other times where I was fine and never needed naps. In addition to the hypersomnolence, I snored. BAD. not apnea, but pretty darn close. I had the surgery during a "not so bad" sleepiness phase, but I would still nap on occasion. It's been nearly a year since surgery. I haven't snored one oink since having my surgery. I took a nap on Thurs and Fri @ lunch because I wasn't feeling well. I don't nap. I don't need naps. On the weekends, I'm up and awake and ready to go at 9, 10am. I used to literally require 10-14 hours of sleep JUST to function. Now, I go to bed at 10, lights out at 11-1130 and sometimes I can fall asleep right away, other times I toss and turn. I'm up at 615-645 for work and I feel fine. I'm rather sedentary at work but active after work. Energy? Ha! This is Energy Plus. Also not hurting after doing nothing is great, too.
  10. I'm about 11mos post-RNY, and I'm doing great. I don't feel limited on foods and do well with the 99% protein and 1% veg or whatever I eat. I live on meat, cheese, and eggs, basically and it's fine but my gosh, I have lately been wanting something crunchy. I have bought kind-of low carb crackers to eat with cheese and deli meat, but I know they're not the best for me and am having a heck of a time finding anything WLS-friendly that is crunchy. I'm specifically wanting something savory. I've done the baked-cheese-slices, which is fine...anything else that someone could suggest that could substitute as a cracker or a chip? Thanks!
  11. In my first few weeks after surgery, I found i Had best luck with "unflavored" mixed with light / low sugar fruit juice or broth. I am 10 months out and *just* finished the 5lb bag of EOS Vanilla I bought pre surgery. If I never see another vanilla shake again it will be too soon. Great pre-surgery. Post surgery I wished I could have ripped my tongue out. Know that this depend-on-protein-shake time will pass soon and you'll be able to add protein-rich foods like refried beans, yogurt, soft cheese, etc, to your diet. YOU CAN DO IT!
  12. Had surgery Oct 13, 2015 with a max weight of 232, size 22 pants day of surgery, size 48DD bra, size XXL shirts. 10 months out and i'm around 145-147 (hovering, stalling, but clothes getting looser and I'm not discouraged), size 8, 36C, Med shirts (and pants and everything else) The first picture was from September 2013, basically near my max. The pic on the right was from Friday night. You wouldn't believe it but I have a waist--a real waist! and ankles!!! No really. Here's a face pic. Left is from when I was in Spain, Sept 2014 vs last week. I am a completely different person
  13. NP I do want to make clear that (as someone else told ME on this forum) none of us got to the point of needing surgery because we overate fruits and veggies. We got this way because we had a dysfunctional relationship with food and overate the wrong things. I definitely put the brakes on the bad things that i used to eat. No more fast food, no more french fries, no potato chips or other junk. Deserts are few and far rather than an every day thing. So I don't eat like I used to. I don't eat the things that i used to. But I don't feel like my life is less because I skip the big mac and fries. Rather, for lunch yesterday I got sushi--SUSHI. And it lasted 2 meals. What at treat! Dinner the other night was steak and shrimp!!! That's like, every day now, not just special occasions. SO yeah, the diet does change but for me, it changes for the better. I am eating high quality food, I still eat out at restaruants, I still can get things at fast food places, but the choices are better, the quality is higher, the food is better. I *feel* like crap when I eat crap food. I don't have dumping syndrome but I physically feel like garbage when I eat something I shouldn't. Bread sits in my pouch like a stone and uuugh. Fried foods make me feel real foamy--probably the closest to "dumping" that I get. --on edit: When I get grumpy because I can't have that chick fil-a sandwich, I think about how today I was able to go to the store, pick clothes off the rack, and knew they would fit without trying them on. How my size 8's are getting a little loosy goosy. How Miss Triple-D Boobies can now fit into a size M top and not feel like I'm in a straight jacket. I think about how I don't get pooped out taking a walk. That my back and knees don't hurt. That my bras have 2 loops, not 4 or 5 on the back strap. That I'm not "The Fat Girl" anymore. I'm just Heddi. That people treat me nicer, that I'm listened to instead of just glazed over because I'm the Fat Girl. That I have strangers give me winks and smiles. And I think yeah, who needs chick-fil-a- fried sandwich? I'll take the grilled nuggets, please, and a lemonade with stevia.