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Officially? They will do in a pinch.

Unofficially? You always pay more for less when someone else adds the water.

Period. I refer to these as housewife protein. They're in the grocery, and

anyone will grab them to offset the popcorn or chips they just had. The

liquids.

The powder is OK, just expensive for what you get. Personally, I would not use

that product.

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Vitalady.....what can you tell me about the carbsolutions protein drinks?

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Have you seen your doctor since your symptoms have progressed? If not, then

I would see him again. He may change his treatment plan if he knows your

getting worse. If he is already aware if the changes and still has chosen

to do nothing, then by all means seek another opinion! Even if surgery is

not a consideration, you should have a doctor that is willing to work with

you and treat the symptoms and hopefully prevent them from getting worse.

(Once my symptoms progressed to include the electric-like shocks (among

other things) is when my nsg was convinced that I needed surgery.)

a in WA

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> I'm rather new at this group but I need advice. Last year,after years of

> being given various diagnoses, I was told I have chiari. At that time my

> neurosurgeon said my headaches aren't bad enough for surgery. Now I have

> constant neck,shoulder, and back pain. Plus, I feel like I am being

choked.

> I also have electrical-like shocks going down my arms, numbness around my

> mouth, and am seeing black spots. Should I see another doctor or am I

just a

> hypochondriac?

> Thanks.

>

>

>

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Have you seen your doctor since your symptoms have progressed? If not, then

I would see him again. He may change his treatment plan if he knows your

getting worse. If he is already aware if the changes and still has chosen

to do nothing, then by all means seek another opinion! Even if surgery is

not a consideration, you should have a doctor that is willing to work with

you and treat the symptoms and hopefully prevent them from getting worse.

(Once my symptoms progressed to include the electric-like shocks (among

other things) is when my nsg was convinced that I needed surgery.)

a in WA

(no subject)

> I'm rather new at this group but I need advice. Last year,after years of

> being given various diagnoses, I was told I have chiari. At that time my

> neurosurgeon said my headaches aren't bad enough for surgery. Now I have

> constant neck,shoulder, and back pain. Plus, I feel like I am being

choked.

> I also have electrical-like shocks going down my arms, numbness around my

> mouth, and am seeing black spots. Should I see another doctor or am I

just a

> hypochondriac?

> Thanks.

>

>

>

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I think when people are talking about pressure headaches, a lot of them

(myself included) are talking about CSF (ceberial spinal fluid) pressure.

a in WA

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> Hi-

> IN reading alot of the posts, I am getting a tad confused- I have

headaches-

> sinus in the front whenever weather changes and painful ones in the back

of

> my head- low down. Are THOSE back ones the pressure ones? By pressure

> headaches do you all mean your blood pressure also rises? All my life I

have

> had very low ( always makes the drs do it twice) BP- very low. Whats

up??

> Thanks, JOanie E

>

>

>

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I think when people are talking about pressure headaches, a lot of them

(myself included) are talking about CSF (ceberial spinal fluid) pressure.

a in WA

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> Hi-

> IN reading alot of the posts, I am getting a tad confused- I have

headaches-

> sinus in the front whenever weather changes and painful ones in the back

of

> my head- low down. Are THOSE back ones the pressure ones? By pressure

> headaches do you all mean your blood pressure also rises? All my life I

have

> had very low ( always makes the drs do it twice) BP- very low. Whats

up??

> Thanks, JOanie E

>

>

>

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I think when people are talking about pressure headaches, a lot of them

(myself included) are talking about CSF (ceberial spinal fluid) pressure.

a in WA

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> Hi-

> IN reading alot of the posts, I am getting a tad confused- I have

headaches-

> sinus in the front whenever weather changes and painful ones in the back

of

> my head- low down. Are THOSE back ones the pressure ones? By pressure

> headaches do you all mean your blood pressure also rises? All my life I

have

> had very low ( always makes the drs do it twice) BP- very low. Whats

up??

> Thanks, JOanie E

>

>

>

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I had surgery almost a year ago (ACM1-10mm, No Syrinx)and still get the sore

muscles.

My legs have some muscle soreness but most of the pain feels like it's in

the joints.

I also get the soreness in the muscles by my armpits and upper chest.

It never occurred to me that it may be the behind the scenes chiari stuff

going on.

Hmmmmmm.

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Hi

I have chest pain, sore chest muscles etc-- comes and goes. Drs treated it

as

muscle strain for 2 years pre chiair testing and diagnosis. I think it is

related to chiari as I never had it til the symptoms started and it comes

adn

goes for no reason- not work related etc..Muscles by armpits also get sore,

even to touch.Hope that helps.

Joanie E

9mm

Seeing dr milorat in august

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I had surgery almost a year ago (ACM1-10mm, No Syrinx)and still get the sore

muscles.

My legs have some muscle soreness but most of the pain feels like it's in

the joints.

I also get the soreness in the muscles by my armpits and upper chest.

It never occurred to me that it may be the behind the scenes chiari stuff

going on.

Hmmmmmm.

(no subject)

Hi

I have chest pain, sore chest muscles etc-- comes and goes. Drs treated it

as

muscle strain for 2 years pre chiair testing and diagnosis. I think it is

related to chiari as I never had it til the symptoms started and it comes

adn

goes for no reason- not work related etc..Muscles by armpits also get sore,

even to touch.Hope that helps.

Joanie E

9mm

Seeing dr milorat in august

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I had surgery almost a year ago (ACM1-10mm, No Syrinx)and still get the sore

muscles.

My legs have some muscle soreness but most of the pain feels like it's in

the joints.

I also get the soreness in the muscles by my armpits and upper chest.

It never occurred to me that it may be the behind the scenes chiari stuff

going on.

Hmmmmmm.

(no subject)

Hi

I have chest pain, sore chest muscles etc-- comes and goes. Drs treated it

as

muscle strain for 2 years pre chiair testing and diagnosis. I think it is

related to chiari as I never had it til the symptoms started and it comes

adn

goes for no reason- not work related etc..Muscles by armpits also get sore,

even to touch.Hope that helps.

Joanie E

9mm

Seeing dr milorat in august

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In a message dated 9/23/2003 12:28:37 PM Central Standard Time,

debkroll@... writes:

Wow Wolfie Way to Girl Getting skinnier on us.I think it wonderful

when everyone turns their heads and looks as we loses this fat.Keep

the lbs coming off and enjoy the thin side of Life.a friend debkroll

of

Iowa.

Thanks Deb, I can always count on you to give me a pat on the back. Your a

good friend. God Bless ya!

Wolfie

Lap Rny...August 27,2003

Dr. Lee A. Schmitt

Birmingham, Alabama

Keep 'Em Laughing!

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Wow Wolfie Way to Girl Getting skinnier on us.I think it wonderful

when everyone turns their heads and looks as we loses this fat.Keep

the lbs coming off and enjoy the thin side of Life.a friend debkroll

of

Iowa.

> Well everyone, just wanted to update a little bit, if I have read

my scales

> right, and Lord knows I have made a mistake on occasion, I have

now lost 27

> pounds. I am back into some of my favorite overalls,

> yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! And the looks are starting, lol. Ya

know the kind where the guys walk up to

> ya at a counter and just keep staring and smiling that poop eatin

grin, lol. I

> love it. At first though I thought I might have had something

smeared across

> my face it had been so long since a man gave me that look and

still wasnt sure

> until the friends of mine working in the store said he was

checking me out.

> Eat your heart out I'm thinking, lol. All I know is I am feeling

wonderful. I

> feel lighter. I sleep better. My sugar is in the normal ranges.

Every once in a

> while it plunges though and I have to hit the juice or something

sweet but it

> comes back up to a better number. Just wanted to let you all know

how things

> are going here.

> I am able to pretty much eat what I want. When I hit the

plateaus I was

> worried. I had one of our support group members where I go to the

meetings

> tell me to up my calories and my protein and the scale started

moving. By the

> way, Thanks Wes, Your an angel!!!!

> Skinny Wishes to everyone. Love to all!

>

> Wolfie

> Lap Rny...August 27,2003

> Dr. Lee A. Schmitt

> Birmingham, Alabama

> Keep 'Em Laughing!

>

>

>

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In a message dated 9/23/2003 4:43:20 PM Central Standard Time, Leeds@...

writes:

I think it's great too Wolfie. You're one of the shining stars of WLS.

Keep up the good work!

T.

Well thank you so much for the kind words. Your a super gal yourself!

Wolfie

Lap Rny...August 27,2003

Dr. Lee A. Schmitt

Birmingham, Alabama

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In a message dated 9/23/2003 4:43:20 PM Central Standard Time, Leeds@...

writes:

I think it's great too Wolfie. You're one of the shining stars of WLS.

Keep up the good work!

T.

Well thank you so much for the kind words. Your a super gal yourself!

Wolfie

Lap Rny...August 27,2003

Dr. Lee A. Schmitt

Birmingham, Alabama

Keep 'Em Laughing!

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Thats a very nice, sweet, and true story. I loved it.Tommie & Horsley wrote:

The Cab Ride Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But, I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance,I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked. "Just a minute", answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a

cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. "Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness. "It's nothing", I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated". "Oh, you're such a good boy", she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, "Could you drive through downtown?" "It's not the shortest way," I answered quickly. "Oh, I don't mind," she said. "I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice". I looked in the rearview mirror.

Her eyes were glistening. "I don't have any family left," she continued. "The doctor says I don't have very long." I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. "What route would you like me to take?" I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, "I'm tired. Let's go now." We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came

out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair. "How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse. "Nothing," I said. You already paid me. It was a great tour. "You have to make a living," she answered. "There are other passengers," I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly. "You gave an old woman a little moment of joy," she said. "Thank you.." I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning

light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the

run, or had honked once, then driven away? On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware--beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT `YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT ~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL. Please contact mito-owner with any problems or questions.

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Thats a very nice, sweet, and true story. I loved it.Tommie & Horsley wrote:

The Cab Ride Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But, I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance,I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked. "Just a minute", answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a

cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. "Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness. "It's nothing", I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated". "Oh, you're such a good boy", she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, "Could you drive through downtown?" "It's not the shortest way," I answered quickly. "Oh, I don't mind," she said. "I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice". I looked in the rearview mirror.

Her eyes were glistening. "I don't have any family left," she continued. "The doctor says I don't have very long." I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. "What route would you like me to take?" I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, "I'm tired. Let's go now." We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came

out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair. "How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse. "Nothing," I said. You already paid me. It was a great tour. "You have to make a living," she answered. "There are other passengers," I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly. "You gave an old woman a little moment of joy," she said. "Thank you.." I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning

light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the

run, or had honked once, then driven away? On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware--beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT `YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT ~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL. Please contact mito-owner with any problems or questions.

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Thats a very nice, sweet, and true story. I loved it.Tommie & Horsley wrote:

The Cab Ride Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But, I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance,I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked. "Just a minute", answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a

cardboard box filled with photos and glassware. "Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness. "It's nothing", I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated". "Oh, you're such a good boy", she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, "Could you drive through downtown?" "It's not the shortest way," I answered quickly. "Oh, I don't mind," she said. "I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice". I looked in the rearview mirror.

Her eyes were glistening. "I don't have any family left," she continued. "The doctor says I don't have very long." I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. "What route would you like me to take?" I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, "I'm tired. Let's go now." We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came

out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair. "How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse. "Nothing," I said. You already paid me. It was a great tour. "You have to make a living," she answered. "There are other passengers," I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly. "You gave an old woman a little moment of joy," she said. "Thank you.." I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning

light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the

run, or had honked once, then driven away? On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware--beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT `YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT ~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL. Please contact mito-owner with any problems or questions.

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http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/OSSG-pregnant/

Plug this in your browser line and the message home page should come

up. Look for the link to the right of the picture of the lady

holding the baby and print that sheet out.

Kari Hanson

> Where is that home page you are speaking of for the newsgroups? I

have never

> seen it. I would like to print out the same page for my doctors. I

just had

> my first appointment today with the nurse. It made me nervous,

because I don't

> think she has ever seen a pregnant woman s/p gastric bypass. They

did not seem

> too worried or concerned about my nutrition. I thought that was

very odd. She

> also mentioned this test and now I'm really worried about it.

>

>

>

>

>

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http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/OSSG-pregnant/

Plug this in your browser line and the message home page should come

up. Look for the link to the right of the picture of the lady

holding the baby and print that sheet out.

Kari Hanson

> Where is that home page you are speaking of for the newsgroups? I

have never

> seen it. I would like to print out the same page for my doctors. I

just had

> my first appointment today with the nurse. It made me nervous,

because I don't

> think she has ever seen a pregnant woman s/p gastric bypass. They

did not seem

> too worried or concerned about my nutrition. I thought that was

very odd. She

> also mentioned this test and now I'm really worried about it.

>

>

>

>

>

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I had my wls 5 years ago, and my tt/lower body lift 2 years ago. I

am not convinced the doctor really did a tummy tuck, because my

tummy was NEVER flat after. I was so frustrated with him, I never

went back. I figured I'd have a couple of kids, then go and have a

competent surgeon do my plastic AGAIN. I did have a breast lift

done, too, and my breasts have changed with this pregnancy, so I'm

expecting to be able to nurse. Of course, I'll probably need those

lifted in a few years as well.

I decided to wait at least 1 year after my tt to make sure all the

scars were secure, and to not totally undo everything the quack

did. One thing, however... my OB needs to remember that my belly

button is lower than everybody else's, so he can't listen for the

heartbeat around my belly button, he has to go up. Also, he said my

belly button will move to the left. It has moved, just a fraction

of an inch. I was hoping it would go over about 6 inches, then I

could lift my shirt and really freak people out!! ;-)

emily

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i had wls in dec 01 then had my tummy tuck june 03 and then got

pregnant in sept 03..i was going to have a revision done in dec 03 as

i didnt feel my surgeon took off enough skin but figured i would have

a baby first then do the revision.. my tummy is growing nicely some

say im small but to me im not lol...my little new belly button is as

stretched as its gonna get lol...it looks funny i will have to take

pictures of it sometime...hope this helps!

> Hi my name is and I had wls surgery in 2001 and i had a tummy

tuck done

> Dec, 29 of this year and i was wondering if anyone got pregnant

after their

> tt. and how did you do as far as weight gain and you tummy going

back into place

> i still have stretch marks on my stomach as the tt didn't remove

all of them

> any help with this will sure be appreciated. Thanks .

>

>

>

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