Wow, this post is old but when it was started I was already on my 2nd surgery and had been for a while. My story is long and filled with good and horrible and it makes me ashamed but at the same time I feel it should be told. I think I may be a prime candidate for "what not to do when you suddenly can't eat".
I had a VBG (stomach stapling) on 9/30/97. My highest weight was 320 but I discovered I was diabetic and started losing weight to about 270 by drastically limiting calories, fat and sugar. At 270 I hit a wall and couldn't get below it so I turned to WLS. Within 6 months I was down 88lbs and at 5ft 8in I looked pretty good. I was in a size 12 and I discovered something I had NEVER had. Self-esteem. Prior to this I had been over 200lbs since I was 10 or 11 so this was truly virgin fat. Life was good for a while. I noticed I started to get hungry faster and while I was still restricted in what I could hold it wasn't long before I was ravenous. I contacted my surgeon and was told in no uncertain terms that whatever the problem was it was MY fault and not the surgery. I lived for the next year in shame as weight started creeping back on. Finally in 1999 I went to see another surgeon about a revision to gastric bypassed. They did an upper GI on me and the tech was astounded because the staples were there, you could see the food go in the pouch and then literally just FALL to the lower stomach. My surgeon did an endoscopy on me and told me that I was NOT to blame, that somehow my silastic ring had disappeared and there was no way for me to lose weight like that.
Battled a little with the insurance company but had my gastric bypass 5/22/00. I dropped to 160 (literally half of my fattest self.) I saw 159 for a day or so and was comfy in size 10 jeans. I squeezed myself into size 8 just to say I could but I couldn't walk or breathe LOL!.
Now comes the bad stuff. A couple months before this surgery I made a huge mistake. I married someone who I knew wasn't good for me. He was an alcoholic who would get mean and verbally abusive when drunk. I didn't think I was "addicted" to food but soon realized that I used it for comfort and with a brand new bypass I couldn't do that. I fought him and his drinking and finally figured "if I can't beat him I'll just join him" and stupidly started drinking with him. Let me say right now this is a HUGE no-no for bypassers. I quickly developed a tolerance for it, could drink him under the table and started depending on it to chill then to sleep. I became an alcoholic somewhere around late 2001 or 2002. I left him but my drinking progressed until I couldn't go more than a couple of hours without a drink without starting to shake and have withdrawals. My life was a living H*LL and I was terrified and ashamed. I am happy to say that I got sober 8/8/04 and am now over 7 years without a drink. I was 190 at that point and very malnurished (sp?) and had so much hairloss that I had bald spots.
Once I quit drinking I started putting on weight as I was able to eat without throwing up. My old comfort "food" was there waiting for me with open arms and I dived back in. I felt like I had come full circle.
Today I am at the 250 mark and desperately want to stop this progress and work my way down some. I'm a new member here and trying to read up and figure out what would best suit me.
My health today is awful as I have 16 different diagnosed illnesses and had a small stroke in June of 2008 while driving in Houston rush hour traffic. My life and health have never been the same. I am also severely anemic and have very bad arthritis, fibromyalgia, border-line diabetic, almost constant migraines. I haven't been able to work since 2009 and that depresses me which that plus just so much time on my hands have led me back to the horrible grazing habits of long ago.
I still can say I do not regret the bypass and would do it all over again in a heartbeat. I do wish I had been educated on how common transfer addictions are and would like to think had I know that I wouldn't have started drinking like I did. That is part of my reason for posting all this, to make others aware. Plus I need the support of this group.
If you have made it this far, thank you. I tend to post long and detailed messages and I hope they help others like they help me.
Take care,
Kellye