Day four and since:
The trip home was pretty rough. It was a long flight, tiny seats and lots of gas pain. If I was doing this again I would have booked first class on the way home, just for the extra room to move. It was also kind of hard doing the whole security thing at the airport after surgery. I forgot I was not supposed to bend over and hurt myself a bit taking my shoes off and putting my bad on the scanner thing. Oh I forgot to tell you that it took us 2.5 hours to get across the border so keep that in mind when you book a flight out. Anyways, I was so glad when we finally made it back to our house and then immediately into bed. The gas pain was pretty intense by this time and it was even uncomfortable to lie down. I could actually see it move under my skin, like when I was pregnant. I pulled several pillows from our couch and slept in an upright position for the most part. This was fine by me since I was so tired I just crashed.
I had an additional 2 days I took off for work to “recover” and I am glad I did. I needed that time to work out the gas and to adjust to everything. I was dizzy and light headed because of the lack of food and calories (still only a couple of ounces at a time) and slept a lot too. My husband redboxed several movies for me and stocked up on the creamy soups and popsicles that would be my diet for the next 2.5 weeks. I walked a bit to since that was the only cure for the pressure. The swelling was really odd too, my belly was lopsided and bruised. After a few days this went down and I started to be able to eat more. By Thursday (7 days) I was able to sip on a 10oz soup over an hour and finish it. This made things a little happier for me. I lost 6 pounds in the first week.
I started the creamy stage and even though it was better than the broth stage I learned that it is not low carb. I just finished my second week and I gained back the 6 pounds and had a bit of a sob fest because of it. I mean, total breakdown, why did I waste 6,000 dollars if I can’t lose weight type of breakdown. Lucky for me my husband was very patient, understanding and loving while I vented and cried. He even had great advice and after a night of pouting I took it to heart and feel much better. He was right, I only have one more week of this creamy diet and then I can get back to the low carb diet that I have already proven that I can stay on. He also reminded me that the band is not working until I start getting fills and that I need to not expect the weight to just fall off but to be patient and work hard. He told me that one day I will be losing weight easier and he will remind me of the night I broke down and how far I have been since then. I hope he is right and now I am just waiting until the time and money for the fill happens. Wish me luck!