Its official surgery number 13....I need help

ty ty...maybe your Cheerleader can make me smile...give her a hug for me

(((Hugs))), Pattye.
I don't know why some people go through so much more than others. Here I am, absolutely no complications with the VSG, yet Kim McC. has had more than her share of post-VSG complications. Now you, with post-RNY complications.
You know me...so you won't be surprised at what I'm about to say. :)  Remember that what we focus on gets larger. As difficult as things may seem right now, and as difficult as it may be to not focus on your upcoming surgery or your depression, focus on brighter things. I know you are a "giver," so focus on what you can give or do for others, between now and Aug. 17th. Make a "Counting My Blessings" list, and add to it every day.
You are in my prayers, my friend, not only for a quick, complication-free surgery, but that this will be the LAST ONE!
Blessings,
Mary

Oh boy, I wish I could find some words for you, the best I've got is you aren't alone, and I would bet for every person like me on here that reaches out to you, there are probably 10 more hiding because they think they are alone in their misery.  I was so praying that you wouldn't need anymore surgery.  I am actually back in the hospital again myself, just got out of my local hospital Thursday, and ended up having my hubby drive me 50 miles to the ER at Univ of Chicago hospital Friday night, spent about 17 hours in ER waiting for a bed, and now I am here, no idea what they are going to do for me.  I keep having these small bowel obstructions/Ileus problems.  Anyway, I was supposed to cheer you up.  Try and keep your joyful spirit, as inappropriate as it is at times, I still try and find the funny in most things, but I agree, sometimes my funny bone is busted beyond belief.  Hang in there, feel free to email or call me, I'll send you a PM with my info
Hugs
Jules

I was sitting here looking out the window watching a pigeon flutter overhead..and it dawned on me. If I allow myself to start having a pity party I will end up like that bird fluttering ..unsure of myself. Not knowing where I should go or what to do next.
A sense of freedom elapsed from me. I am a survivor I have overcome birth, falling from a two story building, my parents deathes, my best friend, cervial cancer..my biggest love walking away, and now rny plus the 12 other surgeries that have come with it plus breast cancer. I dont think there is anything that the devil can throw at me that will make me fall.
I found my joy, my peace again. One more surgery one more time of knowing I am going to survive against all odds...
ONE more testimony to the faith I have in God...just one more time I can say thank you GOD for giving me this strength....just one more time..
i figure that if I have to do this hopfully someone else that has less strength wont have to....
As for you kiddo you are like em a friggin survivor nothing can stop us...except for our own selves.
Keep your chin up and know there is a pigeon out there fluttering and its not you...
As my granny use to say keep your eye on the sparrow.....
Hugs and know I am there with you..always

thanks so much, I am always thinking about you, you are an incredible fighter!!  Please keep me posted on how you are recovering, and let me know if you need anything at all.  This is going to be lucky #13 for you, and they are going to figure out what is wrong with me, at last, I know it!
Hugs to you!!

ty..ya got that right what cant make us stronger just makes us more determined