Random Poll o' the Week: Erm...excuse me...that's...uh....ma'pouch...

I haven't done a random poll in a while so I figured, why not?

Let's do a moment of unabashed truth.

What is the most cringe-worthy thing that's happened to you since surgery that is WLS related?

Did you discover, during a family gathering, how you react to sugar alcohols? Did you curse out a waiter for trying to give you water with a meal? Did you zap out on unsuspecting co-workers for bringing balkava into the office to share in your fourth week post-op???

Out with it! We each have a "laugh at yourself" post-WLS moment (and if you don't...wait a while...you will...)

I'll share mine in a response post.

I think mine would be on the VERY first date I dared to go on where I didn't tell the date I had had WLS. I figured "I'm 3.5 years out, why not?"

But I still don't trust ma'pouch. So I ate nothing before the date. Not a THING.

We went to the movies. To see "J. Edgar" of all things (btw this is not a good fortelling of future relations to see that movie...just sayin...). I got a diet soda because I was thirsty. He got popcorn.

Two sips in and the pouch goes, "URRRRRRGGGGGGGGLLLLLLLEEEEEGUUUUUURRRRGGGGG!!!"

He looks at me. I look at him, smiling sheepishly. I stop drinking.

But ma'pouch was not finished with me...noooooooo....she was not. All through the movie she sang her finest alto. It would have made Pavorotti proud.

Afterward he asks me if I am hungry. I actually was not. Just embarrassed.

Oh Pouch...how I love thee...

 Oh Nik:

We love our singing pouches.  Mine did me the honor at a Real Estate Seminar in a room full of strangers from another district.  As we sat quietly writing our answers down from the questions on the board, my pouch announced its presents in a very loud gurgle and kept on going like the energizer bunny.  I finally had to excuse myself and take the pouch to the bathroom and feed it half a protein bar.  It behaved after that.

My most cringe-worthy thing happened at a Hilton Hotel. My mom was helping me after my surgery and I had some type of allergic reaction to something so she went to get Benadryl, she knew I had to crush everything so she got me the childrens liquid and did not read the ingrediants. Well shortly after I took it I got so sick that my hotel room looked demoslihed and quite disgusting. Well my mom called the desk and housekeeping came up and literally had to change out everything on my bed, the bathroom, and even hand scrub the bathroom floor. I was mortified but they kept saying don't worry about it. We were on the concierge level and I must say that night the concierge came down with non fat yogurt, sugar free jello, and a few other things for me and just to make sure I was ok.

Teri-Lynn
POI

my pouch is noisy too...its the funniest thing. My noise doesnt so much come like a rumbling you hear 'outside' my stomach, but more like noises that come up thru my mouth. If I kept my mouth open its like there is someone inside banging around! too funny. I always think people think I must be burping. Not a burp at all.

And yeah, I've found that anything carbonated is really loud!

I'd have to say over the summer, I went to Alaska for work. My co worker and I hiked out to a glacier. On the walk back, My sugar dropped. It was raining and I had to sit down and hike back to the car where the food was. That was the last time I went somewhere without food on me.

Oh and lets not forget the new intestines...when you gotta potty...you gotta potty. There is no, "I'll just hold it a few minutes until this meeting is over." I gotta leave right then and there or theres gonna be a slew o' poo. Yes, unfortunately, I learned the hard way...

I must be the only person not afflicted with this "poo" phenomenon. I don't get that at all.

I guess there are worse things to have. It definately got me over my 'shyness' of going #2 in a public restroom! 

What scares me are the folks who say they only go once or twice a week.

Oh yeah...I figured out my "poo formula" very early on.

Eat something with a good mixture of fiber/fat. Then during my next meal have something REALLY high in protein. Twenty minutes later we haz...."the poo!!!!"

2.5 hours away in Nashville shopping with a friend - just sat down to eat lunch at Panera and I hit the floor, wailing because the pain was so bad. She took me to the ER -- it was gas.