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You must have been a funny looking lady at the airport, I am sure it

was not funny at the moment but I see you can laugh at it now.

First time I have heard this happen but we need to plan on this, we

did have a lady that traveled with extra underwear in her handbag,

she did not need them but she was prepared. I am going to tell my

mom about this so she mentions it at the hospital so anyone can be

prepared if they want to, at least it won't come as a surprise.

I am sure glad that it did not happen again, can't imagine what you would have

done.

Post some pictures when you have a chance I would love to " meet "

you.

Take Care.

Nina

>

> Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

was

> a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

Because

> I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

>

> To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> IS ALL TRUE.

>

> Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

APPREHENSION

> AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

me.

> She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

As

> we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

staff.

> Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

any

> here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

>

> Hospital Cleanliness:

>

> My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

using

> a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

section.

> AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

level.

>

> Hotel Stay:

>

> Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

to

> the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

night

> before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

Dr.

> Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

>

> Surgery Day:

>

> We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

beautiful

> in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

very

> much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

was

> assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> informed, kind, and handsome!!

>

> I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

and

> realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

43

> minutes.

>

> I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

did

> this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

phone-

> -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> associates, and the like.

>

> Pain Levels:

>

> I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

own

> experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

no

> pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

>

> This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

had

> NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

degree.

> The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

the

> plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> quite weary-there has been no pain.

>

> I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

experienced

> little, if any, shoulder pain.

>

> Hunger:

>

> Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

The

> smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

that

> will change over time--especially as my physical activity

increases--

> but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> feeling.

>

> Negative Experience:

>

> I share the following information with you because we are all

honest

> on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

to

> assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

friends

> only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

>

> It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

my " D "

> arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

had

> been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

anticipated-

> -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

ladies

> room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

with

> no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

same

> time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

a

> real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

>

> To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

REASON

> TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

alone

> in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

a

> hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

San

> Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

2)

> Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

half

> that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> impossible dream)

> 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

offense

> to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

matching

> perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> underwear in the airport anywhere.

> 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> tight for the tender tummy.

> 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

linen

> capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> were my sandals?

> 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

some

> minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

pinned

> together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

blouses,

> and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

originally

> coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

USA "

> in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

>

> The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

to

> Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

Village

> in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

towns

> and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

Once

> again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

self.

> LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

as

> soon as I arrived home.

>

> Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

IN

> YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

PROBLEM--

> BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> HORRIFIC!

>

> Regrets:

>

> I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

>

> Blessings:

>

> My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

we

> rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> story: Ha Ha.

>

> So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

granddaughter's

> visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

>

> Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

you

> and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

>

> C

> Tampa FL

> 240/235/150ish????

>

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Dear ,

Congratulations, and thanks so much for sharing your story with us.

I was planning on wearing red white and blue tomorrow (for Sept

11th) but sadly, I must admit that I have no lime green footwear to

complete the look! :)

Best Wishes!

P

>

> Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

was

> a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

Because

> I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

>

> To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> IS ALL TRUE.

>

> Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

APPREHENSION

> AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

me.

> She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

As

> we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

staff.

> Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

any

> here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

>

> Hospital Cleanliness:

>

> My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

using

> a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

section.

> AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

level.

>

> Hotel Stay:

>

> Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

to

> the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

night

> before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

Dr.

> Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

>

> Surgery Day:

>

> We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

beautiful

> in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

very

> much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

was

> assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> informed, kind, and handsome!!

>

> I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

and

> realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

43

> minutes.

>

> I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

did

> this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

phone-

> -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> associates, and the like.

>

> Pain Levels:

>

> I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

own

> experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

no

> pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

>

> This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

had

> NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

degree.

> The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

the

> plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> quite weary-there has been no pain.

>

> I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

experienced

> little, if any, shoulder pain.

>

> Hunger:

>

> Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

The

> smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

that

> will change over time--especially as my physical activity

increases--

> but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> feeling.

>

> Negative Experience:

>

> I share the following information with you because we are all

honest

> on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

to

> assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

friends

> only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

>

> It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

my " D "

> arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

had

> been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

anticipated-

> -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

ladies

> room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

with

> no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

same

> time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

a

> real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

>

> To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

REASON

> TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

alone

> in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

a

> hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

San

> Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

2)

> Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

half

> that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> impossible dream)

> 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

offense

> to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

matching

> perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> underwear in the airport anywhere.

> 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> tight for the tender tummy.

> 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

linen

> capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> were my sandals?

> 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

some

> minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

pinned

> together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

blouses,

> and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

originally

> coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

USA "

> in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

>

> The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

to

> Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

Village

> in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

towns

> and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

Once

> again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

self.

> LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

as

> soon as I arrived home.

>

> Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

IN

> YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

PROBLEM--

> BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> HORRIFIC!

>

> Regrets:

>

> I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

>

> Blessings:

>

> My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

we

> rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> story: Ha Ha.

>

> So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

granddaughter's

> visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

>

> Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

you

> and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

>

> C

> Tampa FL

> 240/235/150ish????

>

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Thanks, Nina. Actually, we were laughing at ourselves during my episode.

However, when we were 1/2 hour from flight time, I reverted to prayer. By

the way, prayer works: we found the missing Passport. Both of us had

looked through every single piece of carry on and could not find that dang

thing. As we pulled into my driveway at 1:15 a.m., my sister unzipped a

section of her purse where she had placed her car keys when I drove us to

the airport on 9/6. Lo and behold appeared a passport. She must have stuck

it in there at the last border patrol stop and didn't realize where it had

gone. That was such relief--although we take everything in stride and deal

with the issue at hand. It would be simple to get another one, only another

inconvenience.

Anyway, I am home and doing fine. I am sleeping in a guest room for a few

days because my husband is a roller and a sprauler during the night and I am

very protective of my mid section. Thank you so much for all your help. I

will try to figure out how to post some photos when I get to my office and

have some computer guru help!

Tampa, FL

DIB 9-7-06

240/235/150 ish???

>From: " Nina " <nina_eguia@...>

>Reply-

>

>Subject: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 18:11:01 -0000

>

>,

>You must have been a funny looking lady at the airport, I am sure it

>was not funny at the moment but I see you can laugh at it now.

>

>First time I have heard this happen but we need to plan on this, we

>did have a lady that traveled with extra underwear in her handbag,

>she did not need them but she was prepared. I am going to tell my

>mom about this so she mentions it at the hospital so anyone can be

>prepared if they want to, at least it won't come as a surprise.

>

>I am sure glad that it did not happen again, can't imagine what you would

>have done.

>

>Post some pictures when you have a chance I would love to " meet "

>you.

>

>Take Care.

>Nina

>

>

> >

> > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

>was

> > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

>Because

> > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

> >

> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> > IS ALL TRUE.

> >

> > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

>APPREHENSION

> > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

>me.

> > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

>As

> > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

>staff.

> > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

>any

> > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

> >

> > Hospital Cleanliness:

> >

> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

>using

> > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

>section.

> > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

>level.

> >

> > Hotel Stay:

> >

> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

>to

> > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

>night

> > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

>Dr.

> > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> >

> > Surgery Day:

> >

> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

>beautiful

> > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

>very

> > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

>was

> > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> >

> > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

>and

> > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

>43

> > minutes.

> >

> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

>did

> > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

>phone-

> > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > associates, and the like.

> >

> > Pain Levels:

> >

> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

>own

> > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

>no

> > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> >

> > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

>had

> > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

>degree.

> > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

>the

> > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> >

> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

>experienced

> > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> >

> > Hunger:

> >

> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

>The

> > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

>that

> > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

>increases--

> > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> > feeling.

> >

> > Negative Experience:

> >

> > I share the following information with you because we are all

>honest

> > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

>to

> > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

>friends

> > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> >

> > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

>my " D "

> > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

>had

> > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

>anticipated-

> > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

>ladies

> > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

>with

> > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

>same

> > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

>a

> > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

> >

> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

>REASON

> > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

>alone

> > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

>a

> > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

>San

> > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

>2)

> > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

>half

> > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > impossible dream)

> > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

>offense

> > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

>matching

> > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> > tight for the tender tummy.

> > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

>linen

> > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> > were my sandals?

> > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

>some

> > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

>pinned

> > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

>blouses,

> > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

>originally

> > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

>USA "

> > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> >

> > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

>to

> > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

>Village

> > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

>towns

> > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

>Once

> > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

>self.

> > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

>as

> > soon as I arrived home.

> >

> > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

>IN

> > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

>PROBLEM--

> > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> > HORRIFIC!

> >

> > Regrets:

> >

> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> >

> > Blessings:

> >

> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

>we

> > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> > story: Ha Ha.

> >

> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

>granddaughter's

> > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> >

> > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

>you

> > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> >

> > C

> > Tampa FL

> > 240/235/150ish????

> >

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

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, thanks for

the laugh! Sorry it happened but just think, you will maybe stop someone else

from the same experience by sharing it with us!! I hope you have the liquid Imodium

now !

Mills

DOB 3/1/05

280/168-170/160

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From: [mailto: ] On Behalf Of ldccox

Sent: Sunday, September 10, 2006

12:17 PM

Subject: I

AM A BANDSTER NOW!

Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup

of tea and

relax. I returned from Mexico

about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It was

a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

morning and got to San Diego

around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because

I live near Tampa,

I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

IS ALL TRUE.

Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION

AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me.

She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background. As

we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

never been to Mexico

before. She confirmed her confidence in the

doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma

(Interist) and

Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as any

here in the US

as well. All of those test results were sent home

with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

Hospital Cleanliness:

My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using

a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a section.

AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any level.

Hotel Stay:

Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to

the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the night

before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico

time because we

had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

a.m. flight from Tampa.

At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr.

Campos said

" , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

Surgery Day:

We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was beautiful

in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it very

much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was

assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

morning--Campos,

Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

informed, kind, and handsome!!

I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and

realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only 43

minutes.

I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did

this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by phone-

-you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

associates, and the like.

Pain Levels:

I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own

experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was no

pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had

NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some degree.

The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the

plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

quite weary-there has been no pain.

I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I experienced

little, if any, shoulder pain.

Hunger:

Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something. The

smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that

will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases--

but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

feeling.

Negative Experience:

I share the following information with you because we are all honest

on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to

assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close friends

only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and my " D "

arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO

AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had

been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated-

-but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies

room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible with

no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same

time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a

real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON

TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes alone

in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for a

hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San

Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2)

Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower half

that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

impossible dream)

3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense

to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a matching

perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

underwear in the airport anywhere.

4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

tight for the tender tummy.

5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen

capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

were my sandals?

6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had some

minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned

together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses,

and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally

coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the USA "

in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to to

Tampa. I looked

like something from Hollywood or a New York Village

in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange towns

and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once

again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic, self.

LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as

soon as I arrived home.

Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES IN

YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM--

BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

HORRIFIC!

Regrets:

I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

Blessings:

My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was

getting a fill so we

rode from San Diego

to the hospital together. That was another

story: Ha Ha.

So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's

visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from you

and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

C

Tampa FL

240/235/150ish????

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It is on the shopping list for tomorrow. Today I am resting.

>From: " Mills " <tracy@...>

>Reply-

>< >

>Subject: RE: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 15:19:58 -0500

>

>, thanks for the laugh! Sorry it happened but just think, you will

>maybe stop someone else from the same experience by sharing it with us!! I

>hope you have the liquid Imodium now !

>

>

>

> Mills

>

>DOB 3/1/05

>

>280/168-170/160

>

>http://www.tracyslapband.com

>

>

>

> _____

>

>From:

>[mailto: ] On Behalf Of ldccox

>Sent: Sunday, September 10, 2006 12:17 PM

>

>Subject: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>

>

>

>Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

>relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It was

>a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

>morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

>on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because

>I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

>connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

>

>To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

>and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

>To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

>surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

>doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

>IS ALL TRUE.

>

>Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION

>AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me.

>She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

>wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background. As

>we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

>luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

>first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

>never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

>doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

>of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

>Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

>All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

>Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

>doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

>phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

>medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as any

>here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

>with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

>

>Hospital Cleanliness:

>

>My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

>cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

>mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

>my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

>length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

>the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

>wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

>housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using

>a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

>room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

>had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

>floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

>every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a section.

>AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

>Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any level.

>

>Hotel Stay:

>

>Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to

>the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the night

>before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

>good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

>states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

>had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

>a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr.

>Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

>business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

>interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

>and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

>younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

>

>Surgery Day:

>

>We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was beautiful

>in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

>looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it very

>much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was

>assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

>gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

>morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

>Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

>informed, kind, and handsome!!

>

>I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

>that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

>about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and

>realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

>absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

>was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only 43

>minutes.

>

>I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

>sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

>there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

>kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did

>this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by phone-

>-you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

>associates, and the like.

>

>Pain Levels:

>

>I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own

>experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

>meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

>occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

>status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was no

>pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

>that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

>

>This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had

>NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some degree.

>The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

>protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the

>plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

>open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

>Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

>quite weary-there has been no pain.

>

>I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

>gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I experienced

>little, if any, shoulder pain.

>

>Hunger:

>

>Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

>well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something. The

>smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that

>will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases--

>but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

>feeling.

>

>Negative Experience:

>

>I share the following information with you because we are all honest

>on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to

>assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

>are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close friends

>only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

>

>It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

>five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and my " D "

>arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

>SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

>bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had

>been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

>slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated-

>-but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies

>room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible with

>no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

>trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same

>time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a

>real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

>

>To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON

>TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes alone

>in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for a

>hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San

>Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2)

>Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower half

>that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

>impossible dream)

>3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

>Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense

>to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

>me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a matching

>perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

>underwear in the airport anywhere.

>4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

>skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

>brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

>tight for the tender tummy.

>5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen

>capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

>were my sandals?

>6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had some

>minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

>became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

>skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned

>together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

>was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses,

>and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

>always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally

>coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the USA "

>in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

>

>The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to to

>Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York Village

>in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

>that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange towns

>and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

>colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

>group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once

>again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic, self.

>LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as

>soon as I arrived home.

>

>Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES IN

>YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM--

>BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

>HORRIFIC!

>

>Regrets:

>

>I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

>originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

>

>Blessings:

>

>My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so we

>rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

>story: Ha Ha.

>

>So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

>going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

>calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's

>visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

>

>Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from you

>and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

>

> C

>Tampa FL

>240/235/150ish????

>

>

>

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Nina, I would recommend under and outer wear in a carry on bag for those

traveling. .

>From: " Nina " <nina_eguia@...>

>Reply-

>

>Subject: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 18:11:01 -0000

>

>,

>You must have been a funny looking lady at the airport, I am sure it

>was not funny at the moment but I see you can laugh at it now.

>

>First time I have heard this happen but we need to plan on this, we

>did have a lady that traveled with extra underwear in her handbag,

>she did not need them but she was prepared. I am going to tell my

>mom about this so she mentions it at the hospital so anyone can be

>prepared if they want to, at least it won't come as a surprise.

>

>I am sure glad that it did not happen again, can't imagine what you would

>have done.

>

>Post some pictures when you have a chance I would love to " meet "

>you.

>

>Take Care.

>Nina

>

>

> >

> > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

>was

> > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

>Because

> > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

> >

> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> > IS ALL TRUE.

> >

> > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

>APPREHENSION

> > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

>me.

> > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

>As

> > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

>staff.

> > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

>any

> > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

> >

> > Hospital Cleanliness:

> >

> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

>using

> > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

>section.

> > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

>level.

> >

> > Hotel Stay:

> >

> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

>to

> > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

>night

> > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

>Dr.

> > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> >

> > Surgery Day:

> >

> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

>beautiful

> > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

>very

> > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

>was

> > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> >

> > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

>and

> > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

>43

> > minutes.

> >

> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

>did

> > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

>phone-

> > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > associates, and the like.

> >

> > Pain Levels:

> >

> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

>own

> > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

>no

> > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> >

> > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

>had

> > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

>degree.

> > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

>the

> > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> >

> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

>experienced

> > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> >

> > Hunger:

> >

> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

>The

> > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

>that

> > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

>increases--

> > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> > feeling.

> >

> > Negative Experience:

> >

> > I share the following information with you because we are all

>honest

> > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

>to

> > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

>friends

> > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> >

> > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

>my " D "

> > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

>had

> > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

>anticipated-

> > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

>ladies

> > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

>with

> > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

>same

> > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

>a

> > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

> >

> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

>REASON

> > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

>alone

> > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

>a

> > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

>San

> > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

>2)

> > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

>half

> > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > impossible dream)

> > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

>offense

> > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

>matching

> > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> > tight for the tender tummy.

> > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

>linen

> > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> > were my sandals?

> > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

>some

> > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

>pinned

> > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

>blouses,

> > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

>originally

> > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

>USA "

> > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> >

> > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

>to

> > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

>Village

> > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

>towns

> > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

>Once

> > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

>self.

> > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

>as

> > soon as I arrived home.

> >

> > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

>IN

> > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

>PROBLEM--

> > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> > HORRIFIC!

> >

> > Regrets:

> >

> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> >

> > Blessings:

> >

> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

>we

> > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> > story: Ha Ha.

> >

> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

>granddaughter's

> > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> >

> > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

>you

> > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> >

> > C

> > Tampa FL

> > 240/235/150ish????

> >

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

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Oh, , I have to apologize.....I laughed SO hard when I read

your post. Not laughing AT you, but remembering. The same thing

happened to me.

C wrote:

<<Here it is: Diahhrea..... my " D " arrived on Saturday (travel

home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO

AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our bags, shoes, etc. when I

felt a little gas bubble. Because this had been a minor issue since

surgery I just stepped aside and " let it slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT

A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated--but dampness. (I'm being

polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies room was within 50 feet

where I walked as " tightly " as possible with no success. I probably

looked like a transvestite in high heels trying to walk, keep tight

cheeks, and look like a lady at the same time. I would have failed

as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a real, real, disaster.>>

What a HOOT. The exact same thing happened to me...I was just too

embarrassed to write it on this site. Thank goodness, I had a

change of everything, clothes, undies, etc. right with me which made

my " episode " not nearly as exciting as yours. Thanks for the great

laugh for the day.

Eileen

DOB 5/12/06

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You rascal! Where were you? Airport, van, in flight? Do tell, girl! .

>From: " Eileen " <eileenrpr@...>

>Reply-

>

>Subject: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 03:28:27 -0000

>

>Oh, , I have to apologize.....I laughed SO hard when I read

>your post. Not laughing AT you, but remembering. The same thing

>happened to me.

>

> C wrote:

> <<Here it is: Diahhrea..... my " D " arrived on Saturday (travel

>home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO

>AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our bags, shoes, etc. when I

>felt a little gas bubble. Because this had been a minor issue since

>surgery I just stepped aside and " let it slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT

>A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated--but dampness. (I'm being

>polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies room was within 50 feet

>where I walked as " tightly " as possible with no success. I probably

>looked like a transvestite in high heels trying to walk, keep tight

>cheeks, and look like a lady at the same time. I would have failed

>as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a real, real, disaster.>>

>

>What a HOOT. The exact same thing happened to me...I was just too

>embarrassed to write it on this site. Thank goodness, I had a

>change of everything, clothes, undies, etc. right with me which made

>my " episode " not nearly as exciting as yours. Thanks for the great

>laugh for the day.

>Eileen

>DOB 5/12/06

>

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Thanks for sharing your story!

>

> Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It was

> a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because

> I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

>

> To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> IS ALL TRUE.

>

> Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION

> AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me.

> She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background. As

> we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

> Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as any

> here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

>

> Hospital Cleanliness:

>

> My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using

> a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a section.

> AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any level.

>

> Hotel Stay:

>

> Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to

> the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the night

> before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr.

> Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

>

> Surgery Day:

>

> We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was beautiful

> in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it very

> much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was

> assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> informed, kind, and handsome!!

>

> I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and

> realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only 43

> minutes.

>

> I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did

> this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by phone-

> -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> associates, and the like.

>

> Pain Levels:

>

> I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own

> experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was no

> pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

>

> This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had

> NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some degree.

> The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the

> plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> quite weary-there has been no pain.

>

> I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I experienced

> little, if any, shoulder pain.

>

> Hunger:

>

> Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something. The

> smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that

> will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases--

> but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> feeling.

>

> Negative Experience:

>

> I share the following information with you because we are all honest

> on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to

> assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close friends

> only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

>

> It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and my " D "

> arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had

> been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated-

> -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies

> room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible with

> no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same

> time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a

> real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

>

> To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON

> TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes alone

> in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for a

> hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San

> Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2)

> Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower half

> that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> impossible dream)

> 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense

> to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a matching

> perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> underwear in the airport anywhere.

> 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> tight for the tender tummy.

> 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen

> capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> were my sandals?

> 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had some

> minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned

> together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses,

> and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally

> coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the USA "

> in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

>

> The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to to

> Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York Village

> in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange towns

> and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once

> again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic, self.

> LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as

> soon as I arrived home.

>

> Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES IN

> YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM--

> BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> HORRIFIC!

>

> Regrets:

>

> I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

>

> Blessings:

>

> My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so we

> rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> story: Ha Ha.

>

> So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's

> visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

>

> Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from you

> and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

>

> C

> Tampa FL

> 240/235/150ish????

>

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Hi :

Yes, My flight was San Diego/Salt Lake City/Seattle. It happened just

before we landed in Salt Lake City. I didn't realize that it was

dampness with my little puff of gas. Little did I know that it was

quite a bit of dampness when I got to the bathroom which thank

goodness was right off of the plane. I feel VERY VERY badly to this

day for the person who sat in that plane seat after me. My mom said

she thinks nothing was left on the seat....but, I'll never know!!!

Okay, to make it even MORE embarrassing....I had a kotex pad on. So,

that's my story....never to be re-lived again!! Like I said....thank

goodness I had a change of everthing with me.

Eileen

DOB 5/12/06

" " wrote:

> You rascal! Where were you? Airport, van, in flight? Do tell,

girl! .

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, I am sitting here with tears running down my cheeks and trying to breath again. I can't stop laughing and crying at the same time. I applaud you for your candor and I love you for your humor. I am two weeks away from my band surgery and gave me something to look for ward to, something to dread, and something to prepare for. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

Sherrie

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Congrats on your new band, thanks for the laugh. I'm glad to hear you made it through your experience. You know when I hear new bandsters talk about their experience in Mexicali, I get so excited and it's like feeling that experience all over again. I love to hear about the Dr's and Yolanda they are all so great. That was a great posting. Good luck . DOB 6/30/06 299,258,165 Nina <nina_eguia@...> wrote: , You must have been a funny looking lady at the airport, I am sure it was not funny at the moment but I see you can laugh at it now. First time I have heard this happen but we need to plan on this, we did have a lady that traveled with extra underwear in her handbag, she did not need them but she was prepared. I am going to tell my mom about this so she mentions it at the hospital so anyone can be prepared if they want to, at least it won't come as a surprise. I am sure glad that it did not happen again, can't imagine what you would have done.Post

some pictures when you have a chance I would love to "meet" you. Take Care. Nina>> Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It was > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much information > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you! > To those of you who

are pending surgery or who are considering the > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure, > IS ALL TRUE. > > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me. > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background. As > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

> Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all. > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as any > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.> > Hospital Cleanliness:> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the "oh so comfortable, full > length, leather sofa in my room"

watching the cleaning lady across > the hall. She gasped, "She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the > wall!" I turned to look at what she was talking about and the > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I > had heard someone else on this site mention the "fanning of the > floors" and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a section. > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work. > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any level.> > Hotel Stay:> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

night > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00 > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr. > Campos said ", I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the > business center." OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single. > > Surgery Day:> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was beautiful > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices.

"Sis" enjoyed it very > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr. > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful, > informed, kind, and handsome!! > > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only 43 > minutes.> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got

returned to my room > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned, > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by phone-> -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work > associates, and the like.> > Pain Levels:> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was no > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2) > that I expected to have some level of

discomfort. > > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some degree. > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway. > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming > quite weary-there has been no pain.> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I experienced > little, if any, shoulder pain.> > Hunger:> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

The > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that > will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases--> but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger > feeling.> > Negative Experience:> > I share the following information with you because we are all honest > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close friends > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea. > > It was my understanding that the big "D" generally arrives four or > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and my "D" > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside

gathering our > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and "let it > slip" OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as anticipated-> -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies > room was within 50 feet where I walked as "tightly" as possible with > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was a > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes alone > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for a > hand

dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2) > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower half > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The > impossible dream)> 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a matching > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell > underwear in the airport anywhere.> 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too >

tight for the tender tummy.> 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as > were my sandals?> 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had some > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses, > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real "Spirit of the USA" > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!>

> The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to to > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York Village > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange towns > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic, self. > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as > soon as I arrived home. > > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES IN > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM--> BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> HORRIFIC!> > Regrets:> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.> > Blessings:> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so we > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another > story: Ha Ha.> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home, > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day! > > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from you > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.> > C> Tampa FL>

240/235/150ish????> Michel

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Hi Eileen my name is Kathy and I have been banded since July 3rd, did I read your post right are you from Salt Lake City I am from Salt Lake City also I would appreciate talking to you and see if you have a Fill Doctor lined up?Eileen <eileenrpr@...> wrote: Hi :Yes, My flight was San Diego/Salt Lake City/Seattle. It happened just before we landed in Salt Lake City. I didn't realize that it was dampness with my little puff of gas. Little did I know that it was quite a bit of dampness when I got to the

bathroom which thank goodness was right off of the plane. I feel VERY VERY badly to this day for the person who sat in that plane seat after me. My mom said she thinks nothing was left on the seat....but, I'll never know!!! Okay, to make it even MORE embarrassing....I had a kotex pad on. So, that's my story....never to be re-lived again!! Like I said....thank goodness I had a change of everthing with me.EileenDOB 5/12/06" " wrote:> You rascal! Where were you? Airport, van, in flight? Do tell, girl! .

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Thanks, . I'm excited about this venture. For the first time in a long

time, I feel really good about my future physical condition. .

>From: Michel <mchlanna@...>

>Reply-

>

>Subject: Re: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 11:45:06 -0700 (PDT)

>

>Congrats on your new band, thanks for the laugh. I'm glad to hear

>you made it through your experience. You know when I hear new bandsters

>talk about their experience in Mexicali, I get so excited and it's like

>feeling that experience all over again. I love to hear about the Dr's and

>Yolanda they are all so great. That was a great posting. Good luck .

>

>

> DOB 6/30/06

> 299,258,165

>

>

>Nina <nina_eguia@...> wrote:

> ,

>You must have been a funny looking lady at the airport, I am sure it

>was not funny at the moment but I see you can laugh at it now.

>

>First time I have heard this happen but we need to plan on this, we

>did have a lady that traveled with extra underwear in her handbag,

>she did not need them but she was prepared. I am going to tell my

>mom about this so she mentions it at the hospital so anyone can be

>prepared if they want to, at least it won't come as a surprise.

>

>I am sure glad that it did not happen again, can't imagine what you would

>have done.

>

>Post some pictures when you have a chance I would love to " meet "

>you.

>

>Take Care.

>Nina

>

>

> >

> > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

>was

> > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

>Because

> > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

> >

> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> > IS ALL TRUE.

> >

> > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

>APPREHENSION

> > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

>me.

> > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

>As

> > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

>staff.

> > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

>any

> > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

> >

> > Hospital Cleanliness:

> >

> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

>using

> > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

>section.

> > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

>level.

> >

> > Hotel Stay:

> >

> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

>to

> > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

>night

> > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

>Dr.

> > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> >

> > Surgery Day:

> >

> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

>beautiful

> > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

>very

> > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

>was

> > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> >

> > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

>and

> > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

>43

> > minutes.

> >

> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

>did

> > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

>phone-

> > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > associates, and the like.

> >

> > Pain Levels:

> >

> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

>own

> > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

>no

> > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> >

> > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

>had

> > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

>degree.

> > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

>the

> > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> >

> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

>experienced

> > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> >

> > Hunger:

> >

> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

>The

> > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

>that

> > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

>increases--

> > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> > feeling.

> >

> > Negative Experience:

> >

> > I share the following information with you because we are all

>honest

> > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

>to

> > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

>friends

> > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> >

> > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

>my " D "

> > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

>had

> > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

>anticipated-

> > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

>ladies

> > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

>with

> > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

>same

> > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

>a

> > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

> >

> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

>REASON

> > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

>alone

> > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

>a

> > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

>San

> > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

>2)

> > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

>half

> > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > impossible dream)

> > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

>offense

> > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

>matching

> > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> > tight for the tender tummy.

> > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

>linen

> > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> > were my sandals?

> > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

>some

> > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

>pinned

> > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

>blouses,

> > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

>originally

> > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

>USA "

> > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> >

> > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

>to

> > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

>Village

> > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

>towns

> > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

>Once

> > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

>self.

> > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

>as

> > soon as I arrived home.

> >

> > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

>IN

> > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

>PROBLEM--

> > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> > HORRIFIC!

> >

> > Regrets:

> >

> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> >

> > Blessings:

> >

> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

>we

> > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> > story: Ha Ha.

> >

> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

>granddaughter's

> > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> >

> > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

>you

> > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> >

> > C

> > Tampa FL

> > 240/235/150ish????

> >

>

>

>

>

>

>

> Michel

>

>

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thank you so much for sharing your experience with us! you are

such a awesome writer!! I am so happy for you that your surgery and

your experience was so smooth (all except for the airport incident!)

which by the way I sure was mortifying at the time, but to here you

tell it I was laughing my butt off! Not at you, but just the way you

discribed those plaid pants and that red skirt. I am for sure

bringing extra undies and pants in my carry on!!!

Again thank you so much for your wonderful post! keep us posted, I

am sure would all love to hear more!

take care,

hugs,

>

> Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

was

> a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because

> I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

>

> To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> IS ALL TRUE.

>

> Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION

> AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me.

> She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

As

> we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

> Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

any

> here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

>

> Hospital Cleanliness:

>

> My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using

> a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

section.

> AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

level.

>

> Hotel Stay:

>

> Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to

> the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the night

> before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr.

> Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

>

> Surgery Day:

>

> We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

beautiful

> in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

very

> much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was

> assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> informed, kind, and handsome!!

>

> I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and

> realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

43

> minutes.

>

> I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did

> this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

phone-

> -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> associates, and the like.

>

> Pain Levels:

>

> I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own

> experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

no

> pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

>

> This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had

> NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

degree.

> The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the

> plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> quite weary-there has been no pain.

>

> I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

experienced

> little, if any, shoulder pain.

>

> Hunger:

>

> Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

The

> smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that

> will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases-

-

> but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> feeling.

>

> Negative Experience:

>

> I share the following information with you because we are all

honest

> on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to

> assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

friends

> only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

>

> It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

my " D "

> arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had

> been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

anticipated-

> -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies

> room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

with

> no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same

> time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

a

> real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

>

> To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON

> TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

alone

> in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

a

> hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San

> Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2)

> Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

half

> that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> impossible dream)

> 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense

> to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

matching

> perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> underwear in the airport anywhere.

> 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> tight for the tender tummy.

> 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen

> capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> were my sandals?

> 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

some

> minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned

> together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses,

> and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally

> coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the USA "

> in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

>

> The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

to

> Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

Village

> in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

towns

> and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once

> again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

self.

> LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as

> soon as I arrived home.

>

> Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

IN

> YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM-

-

> BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> HORRIFIC!

>

> Regrets:

>

> I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

>

> Blessings:

>

> My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

we

> rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> story: Ha Ha.

>

> So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's

> visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

>

> Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

you

> and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

>

> C

> Tampa FL

> 240/235/150ish????

>

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C. Yes, you are indeed a bandster now! What a great rundown of our wonder saviors in Mexicali. And your trip home totally took away the stresses of today at work! I'm still smiling. My Dad would say, at the airport, you were in a situation where you couldn't "fart with confidence"! lol You have such a wonderful attitude, you'll definitely be successful. OMG - running into a colleague. A nightmare!!! Why is it we see NO ONE we know when we're dressed to the 9s? Don't know about you, but I travelled home with minimal makeup also.

Best of luck and success to you. Phyllis

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Oh . My goodness. Well, I can tell you that I repacked my

carry on last night. It now includes an extra pair of panties and

capris. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I also made yet another

trip to the pharmacy. I picked up some liquid imodium and some

chewable gas x. I don't beleive I've ever been so personal with

strangers. Then again, none of you feel like strangers. Thank you

for the belly laugh and valuable information. I feel like I have

hundreds of brothers and sisters looking out for me. I'm scheduled

for the 25th and can not wait. I will let you all know how it

goes. Again, that you all so much for your help. Elam.

>

>

>

>

> >

> > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

> was

> > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the

border

> > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

Because

> > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

> >

> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much

information

> > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank

you!

> > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering

the

> > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the

procedure,

> > IS ALL TRUE.

> >

> > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

APPREHENSION

> > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

me.

> > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her

background.

> As

> > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in

the

> > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the

cooperation

> > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

staff.

> > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it

all.

> > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist)

and

> > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any

US

> > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

> any

> > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent

home

> > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

> >

> > Hospital Cleanliness:

> >

> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was

brushing

> > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable,

full

> > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady

across

> > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting

the

> > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

using

> > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry.

I

> > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

> section.

> > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

> level.

> >

> > Hotel Stay:

> >

> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us

to

> > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

night

> > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because

we

> > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our

6:00

> > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and

Dr.

> > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some

clothes

> > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> >

> > Surgery Day:

> >

> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

> beautiful

> > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

> very

> > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I

was

> > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable

drafty

> > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> >

> > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you

again

> > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I

was

> > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking

and

> > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that

I

> > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took

only

> 43

> > minutes.

> >

> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my

room

> > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously

mentioned,

> > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We

did

> > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

> phone-

> > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > associates, and the like.

> >

> > Pain Levels:

> >

> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My

own

> > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain

the

> > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there

was

> no

> > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and

2)

> > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> >

> > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have

had

> > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

> degree.

> > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care

in

> > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on

the

> > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage

anyway.

> > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was

becoming

> > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> >

> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the

surgical

> > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

> experienced

> > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> >

> > Hunger:

> >

> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

> The

> > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

that

> > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

increases-

> -

> > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the

hunger

> > feeling.

> >

> > Negative Experience:

> >

> > I share the following information with you because we are all

> honest

> > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial

to

> > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past,

we

> > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

> friends

> > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> >

> > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four

or

> > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

> my " D "

> > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering

our

> > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this

had

> > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let

it

> > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

> anticipated-

> > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

ladies

> > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

> with

> > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

same

> > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it

was

> a

> > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

> >

> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

REASON

> > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

> alone

> > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked

for

> a

> > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in

San

> > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us.

2)

> > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

> half

> > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > impossible dream)

> > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San

Diego

> > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

offense

> > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to

fit

> > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

> matching

> > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking

peasant

> > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> > tight for the tender tummy.

> > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

linen

> > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green

as

> > were my sandals?

> > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

> some

> > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely

Mexican

> > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

pinned

> > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there

I

> > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

blouses,

> > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

originally

> > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

USA "

> > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> >

> > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on

to

> to

> > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

> Village

> > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always

dress

> > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

> towns

> > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained

a

> > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

Once

> > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

> self.

> > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower

as

> > soon as I arrived home.

> >

> > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF

CLOTHES

> IN

> > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

PROBLEM-

> -

> > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> > HORRIFIC!

> >

> > Regrets:

> >

> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> >

> > Blessings:

> >

> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill

so

> we

> > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> > story: Ha Ha.

> >

> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

granddaughter's

> > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> >

> > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

> you

> > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> >

> > C

> > Tampa FL

> > 240/235/150ish????

> >

>

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Thanks, Phyllis. Today was day #5 and I had to really, really, plan my

intake. Althought I wasn't actually HUNGRY, I WANTED something. Around

6:00 p.m., I remembered I could chew gum! What a delightful thing! LOL

>From: " Phyllis D. " <tobygirl5@...>

>Reply-

>< >

>Subject: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 21:05:39 -0700

>

> C. Yes, you are indeed a bandster now! What a great rundown of our

>wonder saviors in Mexicali. And your trip home totally took away the

>stresses of today at work! I'm still smiling. My Dad would say, at the

>airport, you were in a situation where you couldn't " fart with confidence " !

>lol You have such a wonderful attitude, you'll definitely be successful.

>OMG - running into a colleague. A nightmare!!! Why is it we see NO ONE we

>know when we're dressed to the 9s? Don't know about you, but I travelled

>home with minimal makeup also.

>

>Best of luck and success to you. Phyllis

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Thanks, . You have to keep a positive attitude and a sense of humor

in all of life's endeavors!

>From: " peninsulahair " <peninsulahair@...>

>Reply-

>

>Subject: Re: I AM A BANDSTER NOW!

>Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2006 03:23:53 -0000

>

> thank you so much for sharing your experience with us! you are

>such a awesome writer!! I am so happy for you that your surgery and

>your experience was so smooth (all except for the airport incident!)

>which by the way I sure was mortifying at the time, but to here you

>tell it I was laughing my butt off! Not at you, but just the way you

>discribed those plaid pants and that red skirt. I am for sure

>bringing extra undies and pants in my carry on!!!

>Again thank you so much for your wonderful post! keep us posted, I

>am sure would all love to hear more!

>take care,

>hugs,

>

>

>

>

>

> >

> > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea and

> > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning. It

>was

> > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on Saturday

> > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the border

> > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad. Because

> > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for the

> > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after surgery.

> >

> > To all of those who went before me and offered so much information

> > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank you!

> > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering the

> > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the procedure,

> > IS ALL TRUE.

> >

> > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO APPREHENSION

> > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with me.

> > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her background.

>As

> > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring her

> > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when I

> > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She had

> > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in the

> > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the cooperation

> > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital staff.

> > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it all.

> > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist) and

> > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any US

> > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me by

> > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough as

>any

> > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent home

> > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the surgery.

> >

> > Hospital Cleanliness:

> >

> > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was brushing

> > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable, full

> > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady across

> > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting the

> > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by using

> > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them dry. I

> > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of the

> > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--but

> > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

>section.

> > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

>level.

> >

> > Hotel Stay:

> >

> > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took us to

> > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the night

> > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was very

> > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time because we

> > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our 6:00

> > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang and Dr.

> > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in the

> > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired than

> > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some clothes

> > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> >

> > Surgery Day:

> >

> > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

>beautiful

> > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh and

> > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed it

>very

> > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital. I was

> > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable drafty

> > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in that

> > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> >

> > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you again

> > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I was

> > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney thinking and

> > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows that I

> > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took only

>43

> > minutes.

> >

> > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my room

> > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously mentioned,

> > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which we

> > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time. We did

> > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

>phone-

> > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > associates, and the like.

> >

> > Pain Levels:

> >

> > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different. My own

> > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any pain

> > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or three

> > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain the

> > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there was

>no

> > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain, and 2)

> > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> >

> > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I have had

> > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

>degree.

> > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care in

> > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and on the

> > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet to

> > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage anyway.

> > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was becoming

> > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> >

> > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the surgical

> > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

>experienced

> > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> >

> > Hunger:

> >

> > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink something.

>The

> > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know that

> > will change over time--especially as my physical activity increases-

>-

> > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the hunger

> > feeling.

> >

> > Negative Experience:

> >

> > I share the following information with you because we are all

>honest

> > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be beneficial to

> > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past, we

> > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

>friends

> > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> >

> > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives four or

> > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

>my " D "

> > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT THROUGH

> > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering our

> > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because this had

> > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside and " let it

> > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

>anticipated-

> > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a ladies

> > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as possible

>with

> > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high heels

> > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the same

> > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it was

>a

> > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind me.

> >

> > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER REASON

> > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

>alone

> > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked for

>a

> > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found in San

> > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for us. 2)

> > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my lower

>half

> > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > impossible dream)

> > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San Diego

> > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no offense

> > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to fit

> > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

>matching

> > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking peasant

> > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way too

> > tight for the tender tummy.

> > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight linen

> > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime green as

> > were my sandals?

> > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse had

>some

> > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely Mexican

> > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety pinned

> > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well, there I

> > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white blouses,

> > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that originally

> > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the USA "

> > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> >

> > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on to

>to

> > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

>Village

> > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always dress

> > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

>towns

> > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa contained a

> > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a professional

> > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight. Once

> > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

>self.

> > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my shower as

> > soon as I arrived home.

> >

> > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF CLOTHES

>IN

> > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A PROBLEM-

>-

> > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN

> > HORRIFIC!

> >

> > Regrets:

> >

> > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> >

> > Blessings:

> >

> > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill so

>we

> > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was another

> > story: Ha Ha.

> >

> > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am home,

> > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins, taking

> > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little granddaughter's

> > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> >

> > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing from

>you

> > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> >

> > C

> > Tampa FL

> > 240/235/150ish????

> >

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

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, Very Good Move with the packing. I would also throw in a

couple of maxi pads for the actual in-air time. Just in case. I

didn't have problems and need the Gas-X or the heating pad--but I

had those with me. You will do fine. Keep in touch. C. Tampa

> > >

> > > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea

and

> > > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this morning.

It

> > was

> > > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on

Saturday

> > > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the

> border

> > > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

> Because

> > > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for

the

> > > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after

surgery.

> > >

> > > To all of those who went before me and offered so much

> information

> > > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank

> you!

> > > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are considering

> the

> > > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about the

> > > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the

> procedure,

> > > IS ALL TRUE.

> > >

> > > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

> APPREHENSION

> > > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled with

> me.

> > > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My husband

> > > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her

> background.

> > As

> > > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring

her

> > > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that when

I

> > > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She

had

> > > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence in

> the

> > > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the

> cooperation

> > > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

> staff.

> > > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it

> all.

> > > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma (Interist)

> and

> > > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as any

> US

> > > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for me

by

> > > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as our

> > > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as thorough

as

> > any

> > > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent

> home

> > > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the

surgery.

> > >

> > > Hospital Cleanliness:

> > >

> > > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared to

> > > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was

> brushing

> > > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so comfortable,

> full

> > > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady

> across

> > > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's dusting

> the

> > > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and the

> > > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms by

> using

> > > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust the

> > > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them

dry.

> I

> > > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of

the

> > > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--

but

> > > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

> > section.

> > > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their work.

> > > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at any

> > level.

> > >

> > > Hotel Stay:

> > >

> > > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and took

us

> to

> > > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants the

> night

> > > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was

very

> > > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in the

> > > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time

because

> we

> > > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make our

> 6:00

> > > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang

and

> Dr.

> > > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in

the

> > > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired

than

> > > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some

> clothes

> > > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For all

> > > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> > >

> > > Surgery Day:

> > >

> > > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

> > beautiful

> > > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh

and

> > > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed

it

> > very

> > > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the hospital.

I

> was

> > > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable

> drafty

> > > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in

that

> > > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA - Dr.

> > > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> > >

> > > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you

> again

> > > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment I

> was

> > > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney

thinking

> and

> > > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There was

> > > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows

that

> I

> > > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took

> only

> > 43

> > > minutes.

> > >

> > > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to my

> room

> > > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously

> mentioned,

> > > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch which

we

> > > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time.

We

> did

> > > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with by

> > phone-

> > > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends, work

> > > associates, and the like.

> > >

> > > Pain Levels:

> > >

> > > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different.

My

> own

> > > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any

pain

> > > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or

three

> > > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to maintain

> the

> > > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that there

> was

> > no

> > > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain,

and

> 2)

> > > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> > >

> > > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I

have

> had

> > > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

> > degree.

> > > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great care

> in

> > > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and

on

> the

> > > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have yet

to

> > > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage

> anyway.

> > > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was

> becoming

> > > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> > >

> > > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the

> surgical

> > > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

> > experienced

> > > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> > >

> > > Hunger:

> > >

> > > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have managed

> > > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink

something.

> > The

> > > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I know

> that

> > > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

> increases-

> > -

> > > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the

> hunger

> > > feeling.

> > >

> > > Negative Experience:

> > >

> > > I share the following information with you because we are all

> > honest

> > > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be

beneficial

> to

> > > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the past,

> we

> > > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

> > friends

> > > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> > >

> > > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives

four

> or

> > > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday, and

> > my " D "

> > > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT

THROUGH

> > > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside gathering

> our

> > > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because

this

> had

> > > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside

and " let

> it

> > > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

> > anticipated-

> > > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

> ladies

> > > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as

possible

> > with

> > > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high

heels

> > > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at the

> same

> > > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid it

> was

> > a

> > > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked behind

me.

> > >

> > > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

> REASON

> > > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30 minutes

> > alone

> > > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and looked

> for

> > a

> > > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found

in

> San

> > > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for

us.

> 2)

> > > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my

lower

> > half

> > > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me! (The

> > > impossible dream)

> > > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San

> Diego

> > > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

> offense

> > > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough to

> fit

> > > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

> > matching

> > > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't sell

> > > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking

> peasant

> > > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33 and

> > > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way

too

> > > tight for the tender tummy.

> > > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light weight

> linen

> > > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime

green

> as

> > > were my sandals?

> > > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse

had

> > some

> > > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my capris

> > > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely

> Mexican

> > > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

> pinned

> > > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well,

there

> I

> > > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

> blouses,

> > > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I am

> > > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

> originally

> > > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of the

> USA "

> > > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A HOOT!

> > >

> > > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and on

> to

> > to

> > > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

> > Village

> > > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always

> dress

> > > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two strange

> > towns

> > > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa

contained

> a

> > > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a

professional

> > > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our flight.

> Once

> > > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual chic,

> > self.

> > > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my

shower

> as

> > > soon as I arrived home.

> > >

> > > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF

> CLOTHES

> > IN

> > > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

> PROBLEM-

> > -

> > > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE

BEEN

> > > HORRIFIC!

> > >

> > > Regrets:

> > >

> > > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others were

> > > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> > >

> > > Blessings:

> > >

> > > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a fill

> so

> > we

> > > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was

another

> > > story: Ha Ha.

> > >

> > > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am

home,

> > > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins,

taking

> > > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

> granddaughter's

> > > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> > >

> > > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing

from

> > you

> > > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> > >

> > > C

> > > Tampa FL

> > > 240/235/150ish????

> > >

> >

>

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Good idea . Walgreens and HiHeath know me by first name now.

I went to HiHeath today and bought liquid vitamins and clear

Isopure. The sales lady asked me if I was having surgery. I was

surprised, but so happy to know that there must be a whole bunch of

us out there. She wished me good luck. I started this journey

alone, but feel so supported now. Thanks to you all.

> > > >

> > > > Hello All! This will be a little long, so pour a cup of tea

> and

> > > > relax. I returned from Mexico about 1:00 a.m. this

morning.

> It

> > > was

> > > > a full day of travel as we left the hospital at 9:30 on

> Saturday

> > > > morning and got to San Diego around 1:00 p.m. Crossing the

> > border

> > > > on a Saturday took a little longer although it was not bad.

> > Because

> > > > I live near Tampa, I changed planes in Dallas/Ft. Worth for

> the

> > > > connection home. Very long day of travel two days after

> surgery.

> > > >

> > > > To all of those who went before me and offered so much

> > information

> > > > and encouragement--(, , Dee, Jennie)--I thank

> > you!

> > > > To those of you who are pending surgery or who are

considering

> > the

> > > > surgery I tell you this: Everything I had been told about

the

> > > > doctor and his staff, the hospital, the experience, the

> > procedure,

> > > > IS ALL TRUE.

> > > >

> > > > Everything was as I had expected. I had ABSOLUTELY NO

> > APPREHENSION

> > > > AND WAS NOT NERVOUS IN THE LEAST BIT. My sister traveled

with

> > me.

> > > > She is a retired nurse (with surgical experience). My

husband

> > > > wanted me to have her as my companion because of her

> > background.

> > > As

> > > > we arrived home early this morning and she was transferring

> her

> > > > luggage back into her car, she hugged me and told me that

when

> I

> > > > first asked her to do this she felt some apprehension. She

> had

> > > > never been to Mexico before. She confirmed her confidence

in

> > the

> > > > doctor, the care, the cleanliness of the hospital, the

> > cooperation

> > > > of Dr. A's staff (Ernesto, Yolando, ) and the hospital

> > staff.

> > > > Most of all she admitted that she had been impressed with it

> > all.

> > > > All of the Doctors, Aceves, Campos, Dr. Loma

(Interist)

> > and

> > > > Dr. Sinhoui (Anesthesiologist), were as thorough as

any

> > US

> > > > doc I had ever used. Thank you, Nina, from being there for

me

> by

> > > > phone and email. They are all very kind and not rushed as

our

> > > > medical professionals here. The lab work was just as

thorough

> as

> > > any

> > > > here in the US as well. All of those test results were sent

> > home

> > > > with me as well as all of my x-rays before and after the

> surgery.

> > > >

> > > > Hospital Cleanliness:

> > > >

> > > > My room was mopped twice daily with a lovely lemon scented

> > > > cleanser. In fact, all the floors in the hospital appeared

to

> > > > mopped multiple times during the day. One morning, I was

> > brushing

> > > > my teeth and my sister was sitting on the " oh so

comfortable,

> > full

> > > > length, leather sofa in my room " watching the cleaning lady

> > across

> > > > the hall. She gasped, " She's dusting the wall, she's

dusting

> > the

> > > > wall! " I turned to look at what she was talking about and

the

> > > > housekeeper was actually cleaning one of the patient rooms

by

> > using

> > > > a damp towel at the end of an extension pole to clean/dust

the

> > > > room's walls. She then mopped the floors and FANNED them

> dry.

> > I

> > > > had heard someone else on this site mention the " fanning of

> the

> > > > floors " and thought it might have been a unique situtation--

> but

> > > > every housekeeper fanned the floors dry after they mopped a

> > > section.

> > > > AMAZING the pride they take in their hospital and their

work.

> > > > Everyone smiled and I heard no grumbling or complaining at

any

> > > level.

> > > >

> > > > Hotel Stay:

> > > >

> > > > Yolanda picked us up from the hospital after my test and

took

> us

> > to

> > > > the hotel. We had dinner in one of the hotel restaurants

the

> > night

> > > > before my surgery. A full menu was offerred. The food was

> very

> > > > good and well presented as in any fine restaurant here in

the

> > > > states. We went to bed early (about 6 p.m. Mexico time

> because

> > we

> > > > had been up since 3:30 A.M. Eastern time in order to make

our

> > 6:00

> > > > a.m. flight from Tampa. At around 7:08 p.m. our phone rang

> and

> > Dr.

> > > > Campos said " , I believe we had a 7 p.m. appointment in

> the

> > > > business center. " OOPS, I had brain fart and was more tired

> than

> > > > interested in discussing my procedure, but I threw on some

> > clothes

> > > > and went and met with him. He is such a sweetheart. For

all

> > > > younger girls I hear he is 28 years old and single.

> > > >

> > > > Surgery Day:

> > > >

> > > > We (not me) had breakfast in the hotel cafe. The cafe was

> > > beautiful

> > > > in its Spanish and beautiful tile. The food was very fresh

> and

> > > > looked delicious. Lots of fruit and choices. " Sis " enjoyed

> it

> > > very

> > > > much. Yolanda picked us up and off we went to the

hospital.

> I

> > was

> > > > assigned to my room and got to put on the most comfortable

> > drafty

> > > > gown (LOL)that I wore to surgery. Lots of doctors come in

> that

> > > > morning--Campos, Loma , and then TA DAAAAAA -

Dr.

> > > > Aceves! He was just as I expected, professional, respectful,

> > > > informed, kind, and handsome!!

> > > >

> > > > I was wheeled into surgery around 9:30 a.m. I must tell you

> > again

> > > > that I had all the confidence in the world in the treatment

I

> > was

> > > > about to receive. I recall laying there on the gurney

> thinking

> > and

> > > > realizing that I was not in the least bit nervous. There

was

> > > > absolutley no apprehension on my part. My paper work shows

> that

> > I

> > > > was under for a little over an hour and that the surgey took

> > only

> > > 43

> > > > minutes.

> > > >

> > > > I awoke in recovery with no difficulty and got returned to

my

> > room

> > > > sometime around 1 p.m. or so (I think). As previously

> > mentioned,

> > > > there is no clock in the room. My sister wore my watch

which

> we

> > > > kept on Eastern time and shekept her watch on Pacific time.

> We

> > did

> > > > this because of all the people we needed to touch base with

by

> > > phone-

> > > > -you know hubbies, children, other sisters, best friends,

work

> > > > associates, and the like.

> > > >

> > > > Pain Levels:

> > > >

> > > > I know that everyone and their pain tolerance is different.

> My

> > own

> > > > experience with pain was so minimal. I never asked for any

> pain

> > > > meds. The day of surgery, they did give me meds on two or

> three

> > > > occasions through my IV. I agreed to it in order to

maintain

> > the

> > > > status quo. I will admit I was pleasantly pleased that

there

> > was

> > > no

> > > > pain. Now I know 1) that I have a high tolerence for pain,

> and

> > 2)

> > > > that I expected to have some level of discomfort.

> > > >

> > > > This is the God's honest truth: I can honestly say that I

> have

> > had

> > > > NO PAIN with this procedure. Mild discomfort, yes, to some

> > > degree.

> > > > The incisions are sensitive to the touch and I took great

care

> > in

> > > > protecting my wound areas in large crowds at the airport and

> on

> > the

> > > > plane. Yolanda gave me liquid Tylenol to use, but I have

yet

> to

> > > > open that bottle--plus it had to be packed in my luggage

> > anyway.

> > > > Even with the long trip home--and the last hour or so was

> > becoming

> > > > quite weary-there has been no pain.

> > > >

> > > > I walked quite a bit in the hospital to rid myself of the

> > surgical

> > > > gas. Bib Burps and little Toots took care of that and I

> > > experienced

> > > > little, if any, shoulder pain.

> > > >

> > > > Hunger:

> > > >

> > > > Thus far, and I am only four days post surgery, I have

managed

> > > > well. When I feel a little gnawing feeling, I drink

> something.

> > > The

> > > > smell of food right now is appealing but not tempting. I

know

> > that

> > > > will change over time--especially as my physical activity

> > increases-

> > > -

> > > > but I have my protein drinks here to assist in detering the

> > hunger

> > > > feeling.

> > > >

> > > > Negative Experience:

> > > >

> > > > I share the following information with you because we are

all

> > > honest

> > > > on this web site and I believe our experiences can be

> beneficial

> > to

> > > > assist others on this journey. And because it is in the

past,

> > we

> > > > are laughing about it and will probabaly share it with close

> > > friends

> > > > only for years to come. Here it is: Diahhrea.

> > > >

> > > > It was my understanding that the big " D " generally arrives

> four

> > or

> > > > five days out of surgery. Well, my surgery was Thursday,

and

> > > my " D "

> > > > arrived on Saturday (travel home day) JUST AFTER WE GOT

> THROUGH

> > > > SECURITY AT THE SAN DIEGO AIRPORT. We were airside

gathering

> > our

> > > > bags, shoes, etc. when I felt a little gas bubble. Because

> this

> > had

> > > > been a minor issue since surgery I just stepped aside

> and " let

> > it

> > > > slip " OH MY GOODNESS WHAT A MISTAKE! It was NOT air as

> > > anticipated-

> > > > -but dampness. (I'm being polite here, my friends). Well, a

> > ladies

> > > > room was within 50 feet where I walked as " tightly " as

> possible

> > > with

> > > > no success. I probably looked like a transvestite in high

> heels

> > > > trying to walk, keep tight cheeks, and look like a lady at

the

> > same

> > > > time. I would have failed as a transvestite and I'm afraid

it

> > was

> > > a

> > > > real, real, disaster. Thank goodness my sister walked

behind

> me.

> > > >

> > > > To think I had considered doing this alone: HERE IS ANOTHER

> > REASON

> > > > TO HAVE A SAME SEX TRAVEL COMPANION: I spent about 30

minutes

> > > alone

> > > > in a stall while my sister 1) rinsed out my clothes and

looked

> > for

> > > a

> > > > hand dryer in ours and other ladies rooms---none to be found

> in

> > San

> > > > Diego's airport--they only use real paper towels--bummer for

> us.

> > 2)

> > > > Sis started looking for me to find something to put on my

> lower

> > > half

> > > > that she could purchase at a gift shop that would fit me!

(The

> > > > impossible dream)

> > > > 3) she came back at one time and said she had found some San

> > Diego

> > > > Charger plaid pants in XL but besides being rather ugly (no

> > offense

> > > > to Charger fans) but she also felt they weren't big enough

to

> > fit

> > > > me. Now I had a White tee and a white overblouse so from a

> > > matching

> > > > perspective, that would work if it had to--but they don't

sell

> > > > underwear in the airport anywhere.

> > > > 4) She finally found a store that had some Mexican looking

> > peasant

> > > > skirts and so she purchased me a bright red skirt for $33

and

> > > > brought that to me. (SIZE L with an elastic waist) YUK, way

> too

> > > > tight for the tender tummy.

> > > > 5) I had been shaking, fanning and blowing on my light

weight

> > linen

> > > > capris to get them dry--did I tell you that they are lime

> green

> > as

> > > > were my sandals?

> > > > 6) The ever prepared grandmotherly 70-year old sister nurse

> had

> > > some

> > > > minipads in her grab bag. Those became my security, my

capris

> > > > became my underwear, (with rolled up legs) and the lovely

> > Mexican

> > > > skirt was snipped with the Sales Clerk's scissors and safety

> > pinned

> > > > together from the ever productive nurse's grab bag. Well,

> there

> > I

> > > > was five minutes from boarding call in my red skirt, white

> > blouses,

> > > > and a navy jacket that I carry with me everywhere because I

am

> > > > always cold--and my cute little lime green sandals--that

> > originally

> > > > coordined with my linen capris. I was the real " Spirit of

the

> > USA "

> > > > in my patriotic colors and cool, damp under garb. WHAT A

HOOT!

> > > >

> > > > The rest of the trip went well, we made it to Dallas/FW and

on

> > to

> > > to

> > > > Tampa. I looked like something from Hollywood or a New York

> > > Village

> > > > in this garb--but I held my head high and pretended I always

> > dress

> > > > that way. Also, I figured, What the Hay, I was in two

strange

> > > towns

> > > > and no one would know me----WRONG! My flight to Tampa

> contained

> > a

> > > > colleague travelling with her mother. We are in a

> professional

> > > > group together. We smiled, said hello and boarded our

flight.

> > Once

> > > > again, I preteded that all was normal and I was my usual

chic,

> > > self.

> > > > LOL. I could not wait to get out of my garb and into my

> shower

> > as

> > > > soon as I arrived home.

> > > >

> > > > Suggestions for Gonna Be Bandsters: TAKE AN EXTRA SET OF

> > CLOTHES

> > > IN

> > > > YOUR CARRY ON. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THIS WOULD EVER BE A

> > PROBLEM-

> > > -

> > > > BUT, IT ALMOST CAUSED US TO MISS A FLIGHT. THAT WOULD HAVE

> BEEN

> > > > HORRIFIC!

> > > >

> > > > Regrets:

> > > >

> > > > I was the only person banded during my stay. Two others

were

> > > > originally to be there with me but their schedules changed.

> > > >

> > > > Blessings:

> > > >

> > > > My new bandster buddy from Tampa, Dee, was getting a

fill

> > so

> > > we

> > > > rode from San Diego to the hospital together. That was

> another

> > > > story: Ha Ha.

> > > >

> > > > So there you are my friends, my trip in a nut shell. I am

> home,

> > > > going through my mail, and setting up my meals, vitamins,

> taking

> > > > calls from my fan club LOL and expecting the little

> > granddaughter's

> > > > visit later this afternoon. It is a great day!

> > > >

> > > > Love and Best Wishes to you all! I look forward to hearing

> from

> > > you

> > > > and your successes. I shall keep you posted on mine.

> > > >

> > > > C

> > > > Tampa FL

> > > > 240/235/150ish????

> > > >

> > >

> >

>

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