A gorgeous 40 year old mother of two, who happens to to be about seven to eight years post gastric bypass postop. She also, happens to have a little big problem in her smaller body.
"Julie often turned to food and alcohol to find comfort in tough times. She had gastric bypass surgery when her weight ballooned, but now she spends her son's child support money."
On alcohol, a lot of alcohol. You see...
First thing you must note, Julie started drinking at six months post surgery.
This is extraordinarily dangerous. Your surgeon told you to be careful for a reason.
Alcohol + early gastric bypass = possible brain damage and Wernicke's encephalopathy. Wernicke's can occur even without the aid of drinking heavily, do not help it along.
Gastric bypass triggers impaired vitamin intake in the best of situations, and pairing this with alcohol abuse can increase the risks of things like thiamine or Vitamin B1 deficiency. Typical people have a hard enough time metabolizing, removing nutrient intake and adding alcohol is a very bad idea. Don't do it. Don't take advice from internet peoples, but don't do it.
Also note that alcohol really messes you UP post op -
If you aren't one of the gastric-ally enhanced like your super enhanced *sarcasm* blogger here, let me explain something to you:
Diet coke and rum, and I'm on stage.
A few sips of a martini and I'm holding walls.
I'm pregnant in one half-glass of wine.
Alcohol is a different beast with a short gut. Your mileage may and should and will vary, but for most of us, alcohol hits our systems FAST, HARD and feels like it leaves just as quick, even if it doesn't - - which can lead "us" to drink more.
It can be a sick cycle, and the longer I live with my own super enhanced system, the more I realize how much it's all quite interconnected. (Hello, carbohydrates, let's get shitfaced!) I'm not an expert in any way, I just live with it, watch others deal -- and read about it daily. (And, damn it if my opinions aren't changing.)
I'm not really blogging about Julie here, you see. I feel like I/we can't judge. Because, you know what, she is any one of us. It would not take much to jump on that slip and slide of transfer addictionfor any of us, and who are we to judge that? (As I sat with my heavily buttered toast and ATE FOOD during this episode, right?)
Transfer addiction can hit ANY OF US if we aren't dealing with our triggers...
...To over eat, drink, compulsively shop, gamble, ludicrous hobbies that suck up ALL time and money, taking off to do stupid shit, (Yes, I Am Talking About You, CUT IT OUT, what you're doing is totally destructive though you don't see it, and you probably won't see this anyway...) overusing the internet *coughIknow,* obsessions, sex addictions, etc...so forth, so on and yadda yadda yadda, this list, really has NO END... And, we all know someone who has a problem. And, yeah.
My Name Is Beth And I Am Addicted To Caffeine, Simple Carbohydrates And Online Gratification Via Instant Results Via ADHD Brain With A Side Order of Seizure Disorder.
Also: who's to say what addictions and compulsions are truly destructive vs. not? I mean? Sure, I use the net too much, but... what if I was knitting so much that my house was full of yarn? <g> There are things to consider here. Also: addicts will rationalize everything to make their addictions seem okay for THEM. *beam* Am I NOT right?Any of us who ever used food to deal with emotional reasons or anxiety is at risk to transfer to something else, or continually cycle back to heavily buttered carbs. We substitute WHAT-EVER we can to get the same effect in our BRAINS. It's just a cycle of fail until we can fix what's broken to begin with! If you have ever said, "As soon as I lose the weight, things will be better -" that's a sign that they won't. Start working on it yesterday.
Also - I must mention it. I notice the chatter - "OMG HOW MUCH WEIGHTED DID SHE GAINED?!"
The woman was on Intervention because she's drinking herself to death. Her weight regain is of zero importance. Priorities: #1 - Live. #2 - Stay Alive.
At the close of Intervention last night, we were told that Julie is attending AA and was sober as of September. I wish her the very, very best.
Are you out there, Julie?
PS. The realization that the individuals on these shows WATCH themselves on TV and how does THAT feel? *thud*
I'm a very casual Dooce blog reader (meaning: I forget to open my RSS Feedreader, and open it to 1,000 new articles every so often...) but a fan nonetheless.
I was a bit stunned when I read the news of her break up, but that's not why I write this post. It's that Holy Crap The Hate That People Have For Her. One Google search yields hoardes of bloggers with the angry and comments on genuine articles that also have the angry:
"Oh my gosh, is this woman *still* whining about her life??? Give it a rest, sister!"
A few moments later I found myself reading comment after comment (after comment, comment, comment...) and realizing how close these bits of hatred come to things I've read about me. Surely, my love-notes are on a much smaller scale, considering I am a baby blogger in comparison, but it's the same type vitriolic spew from angry women!
What I have learned -- or Do Not Blog If You're Going To Do This, Or -- Not Be Willing To Get The Shit Kicked Out Of You For it:
#1 - Do Not Have Any Type Of Relationship Issue Ever -- Publicized -- On Your PERSONAL BLOG.
Yes, I know it's your blog, your place to write about YOUR-SELF, and it's the choice of other people to not read it, but, damn it if they don't bring them selves into your life and invite their opinions to stay. People are inherently curious, they cannot help it, and they luuuuuurve them a good train wreck.
"The level of my fame is so minuscule in comparison to actual celebrity, but that does not make it any less strange to read the words of strangers who are publicly delighting in my pain, strangers who are actively rooting for me to break down. I've known to avoid reading it, but then the amount of it became so abundant that it bubbled up and spilled over into my lap, and wow. There it was. I politely wiped it to the side, but then another wave hit. And in the middle of that next dump someone said that they were going to make an anonymous call to try and get my kids taken out of my custody."
Now that I've been there (...am there currently...) -- I feel for her. No amount of personal success fixes the pain of reading shit like that about yourself... over and over. It doesn't even MATTER if she's rolling in cash and living in an IKEA sponsored living-space -- or ANYTHING. It HURTS. Money doesn't = any sort of happiness if you're being torn apart.