Question of the Day!

I told Felicia I would ask the question of the day and I am running a little behind!! I feel like all I have done today is RUN!!!! Well, here is the question..... After your WLS, did you ever think, "What on earth have I done?!" Have fun!

YES!!!!!!!!!! I was super sick for the 1st 3 weeks after surgery. Had a bad reaction to a JP Drain. There wasn't a day that went by that there weren't tears shed and wishes to go back in time and change my mind lol. Pretty much daily I was wondering what I had done to myself. By the 3rd week I was super angry with myself cuz there was no one to blame but me lol. Once the drain came out I started to recover fast and now I only wish I had done it years and years ago even with the bad start I had. *huggles* Felicia

NOT ONCE!!! I have been so pleased with my surgery since the day I had it. Everything went smoothly and I have felt pretty good every since. Even when I got sick from eating something, I never regretted it. It has been a blessing. Good Question, Holly. Hugs,

I only asked myself that question ONCE! It was the night of my surgery -- about 3 am....and I was so miserable....and I was sitting up in a chair and I thought, "Oh Goodness, Holly, what have you done?!" The next day, I was feeling better and knew that I had done the right thing! I have been so lucky to have a very cooperative pouch! I have only thrown up once in the last 3 months! (and I have never eaten Cream of Chicken Soup again!)..... I'm having a GREAT day!! I've been super busy today, but at least I am able to do everything I've done today without being totally exhausted!! Holly

Not at all! Next to my divorce, this is the best thing I have done for myself! Aime

I have never regreted it! Even through the hard times I never had any negative regrets. However, I wish I would've done it a few years ago. Nevertheless, I am a much healthier person because of it. Great question! Allison

Yes!!! The morning of surgery I lay on the stretcher thinking, " do I really want to do this?" then it was lights out from the versed. When I woke up in recovery I thought, " oh! My God what have I done, take me back and give me my old stomach back." but that was a no can do. But that was the first and last time I ever thought that. I've enjoyed this experience from the very begining. I guess I'm one of the lucky ones, haven't had a problem from day one. Donna, sfy

I never regreted it. BUT, I had a really hard time the first 3 weeks though. I was a smoker before surgery. Went on the patch 2 weeks before and cheated everyday with one cig. So I went to have surgery with a patch on and came home with nothing! So I was coming down big time and was such an emotional crazy lady. I cried everyday at least 3 times. I yelled and screamed. My poor poor mom.. If I wasnt as big as I was, my mom would of and should of put me over her knee and spanked me! Plus, My doc had me on liquids for the first 3 weeks. I had broth, protein shakes and Carnation Instant Breakfast, pudding and Yorgurt only for 3 weeks. I will never eat any of those things (except protein but changed flavor) AGAIN!! I guess to answer you question, No, never thought what did I do?? But Why did I have to do this???? Why did I let myself get so bad that I had to do this?? Luvs and Hugs! Tiffany

Thanks for the QOTD Holly!! I love doing these!! As for the question.....I can happily say NOPE!!! Never have asked that of myself. It took me about 5 years to get to the point where I knew it must be done. Once I made up my mind, it was full steam ahead and I've been going that way ever since. I do have to admit though that the first thing I said when I woke up was "Did they do it laproscopically????" Because OUCH!!!!!! I was in pain. But, once they gave me the nice drugs and took the pain away, all was fine in my world again and I was ready to become a loser. Susan

Once, before surgery, and a couple times after! I'd done all my research, taken the classes I had to, you name it, and I knew what the surgery entailed...but I was so involved in getting everything in (appointments, tests, etc), that I was very focused. Then, about a week or so before surgery, awake at around 3am, I was suddenly hit the the real understanding of what was going to be done to my insides. I went into an absolute panic. I emailed an ex-colleague who'd had the surgery and asked if I could talk to him as soon as he got to work; as soon as I heard from him, I called. "They're going to cut my stomach into two pieces! OMG, they're going to cut my stomach into two pieces!" He said something like, "Uh...yeah...." Once home, after surgery, not able to eat, in loads of pain, a leaky incision, I wanted nothing more than to go back to my surgeon and beg him to make me "right" again. And there was another time...the weight loss seemed slow, my senses were awakening so that the smells of foods around me were driving me mad with longing, and I couldn't keep any food down for a few weeks...and I remember grumbling about what b.s. this was and how I was stuck with it now... I knew going in that it was going to be a big deal. That I would be trading off something I really enjoy. I don't regret my decision. I'm living now, for the first time in ages, and it's only going to get better.