hello, did you miss me?
i’ve been having a medical adventure — nothing too dramatic, but enough to keep me off the blogging circuit.
my gastric lapband — my second — went pear-shaped. well, not exactly pear-shaped, but it was buggered. that’s a medical term for No Fucking Use At All.
it slipped. well, it tore away and slipped, technically, as these things are supposedly stitched down to the outside of your stomach when they put ‘em in. And it slipped right to the top of my stomach, effectively meaning my stomach was reduced to a tiny little sac which couldn’t deal with the juices it normally produces, let alone anything i was trying to put in it.
result? constant nausea, constant vomiting, pain, bleeding, and ultimately dehydration. that’s what drove me to the ER a couple of sundays ago, and it all went from there.
i had surgery last thursday to remove the band and its port and since then i’ve been up at the Parental Units abode in Toowoomba recuperating.
back home now, back to actually, y’know, eating and back to work next wednesday.
please, my fellow fat folk. do not get a gastric lapband unless you have done the work in your head. it’s just a tool, not a magic bullet. don’t do it without having your attitude right first, or it’s a painful waste of time.
take it from me. two lapbands, two failures, many scars and several thousand dollars later.
May 7, 2011 at 12:28 AM
I’m sitting here thinking about the degree of frustration and disappointment you have experienced through all of this, plus the pain and expense. No matter how I look at it, I’m amazed at the fact that you are as resilient as you continue to be. I salute the strength of your spirit, Miss Potatie, in the face of all of the roadblocks you’ve seen. To put that another way, girlfriend, you da bomb.
May 7, 2011 at 12:00 PM
awwwwwww Beanie-pants … thank you. this recent band failure was totally down to my lack of head-rightness, however. i didnt want it in the first place but didnt stick to my guns about that. and as a result i self-sabotaged at every turn to the point of being almost bulimic. all that vomiting meant the band tore loose. it is a good tool — but no better than any other diet unless your head and heart are in it 100%. happy belated birthday by the way!! love to you both. I have other news too, which i will email you about.