It's really turned eating into a constant struggle. I don't get more than a bite or two past my mouth before getting full. I effectively have to do the thing they teach you not to do with rny and basically graze from here on out because I can't keep losing.
I almost died a few short weeks ago. I didn't realize what a bad way I was in while it was happening. I mean, they never told me the blood I was expelling from my body like The Shining elevators was putting me at risk of death post-surgery. But it was. Obviously.
It's half the size of a normal rny stomach, which they often compare to that of an egg. Since the revision I've been nauseous and starving all the time but I can't stomach most food. I was 180ish in hospital, 176 upon returning home 5 days later, & 169 yesterday a week after that
@charlie13571981@yellowanarchist@ImWatson91@superxtianmario @americandog1998 Hmm. But men still have all the power. They can "raw dog" someone mentally fit and she has to deal with the pregnancy? I mean, loss of wages. Loss of her job, eventually?