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I keep meaning to email him and give him an update. But, there is always a reason I do. For the month my scale was MIA, I kept saying I would wait until I knew exactly what I weighed. Then I found it and figured I would wait until I hit the 130s. This morning, I saw the 130s, but want to see it for a couple of days befoe I believe it since it is that time of the month. Tomorrow is my 8 month anniversary. So, I guess that would be a good time. Did he give you a goal or did you come up with your own? And, how close to it are you? Hat

He gave me a goal of 150- because I am 5'10......with large bone structure...so I made my goal 145 , but now that I am 15 lbs from my own goal I am thinking I would like to be 140....maybe 135....everyone else just thinks I am sick and obsessed- so I can't mention it to them anymore...they just don't get it that's why. My Mom thinks I am turning anorexic(sp?)...she doesn't get that I can't eat just anything....and then if I try because of her pressure just to make her happy...she thinks I am bullemic (how the heck do you spell it?) because I throw it up...go figure. I think right now my real goal is to be completely toned up and then my plastics...I am thinking I will be pretty happy then. How's your stricture....mine is still there, but I am learning how to eat with it....it's a big process. Rachael

He didn't give me a goal. He just asked what I wanted to weigh. I said 150 and he said no problem. In the hospital, he told me I would make my goal by 10 months. My stricture is just part of life. My real problem is in my brain. Tonight DH made popcorn. Ok, no problem. I have eatten popcorn many times. What I don't eat are the kernels...until tonight. I have been barfing for hours trying to get them back up. Apparently, they packed in around my stricture. Drink, barf, drink, barf, such is life in the world of the stupid. At least I am a skilled barfer. My mom is insisting I not lose any more weight too. When they were here, I stepped on the scale and was 148. When I found my scale, she demanded to know what I weighed. When I finally told her, she was floored. I had to remind her that I was fully dressed and it wasn't my morning weight when I weighed in at Walmart. Three things go through my mind about where I will end up. First, I want to over lose since I will probably go back up 5 or so pounds. Second, I don't know how to stop. My calories are so low now that I worry about when I add to them to try and maintain. I am afraid I will balloon back up. Third, losing and looking forward to losing is kind of adictive. I am really curious now how much I can lose. I figure it will take me a month or two to hit 130. So, I have time to figure it out. I forget what my profile says my goal is now. I think I picked out some number out of the air one night when I needed sleep. I know I need to tone my rear. I guess I should put more focus on that and less on the scales. How big are your meals now? I was afraid that I stretched out my pouch while we were traveling because my old weakness for diet coke came back into play. But, I find that I can eat a half of a slice of bread at a time. I can eat more food if it is liquidy and I go slow. Because my cals are so low (500 t0 600 a day), I tend to eat my meals over a longer period of time so I can get more in. I still never drink with meals because it makes me barf. That has caused a few discussions. Wait staff insists I have water. No problem. One of the kids drinks it. But, DH's family looks at me weird since they don't know why I don't drink with meals. Hat