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What a difference a day makes!!!
Apr 17, 2011
Let's just say what a difference ten months makes. I am coming up on my 1 year anniversary of RNY and I feel great. I am now in a loose size 14(used to wear size 20) I am almost positive that I can wear a 12, but I won't venture to it yet. My husband says, "Stop being so scared of yourself." You look hot!!
Me, look hot!! I am still trying to get used to those words from him.
My labs have been looking good. I have been prescribed Vit D. I am also still on prenatal vitamins.
It is just so incredible how different I feel since I have lost the weight. I enjoy so many things. I even enjoy doing the exercise because I don't feel like I am the center of attention. Where everyone wants to see how long the fat girl can last without sitting down. Now, I can last just as long and even longer than some of my thinner associates.
It is an incredible journey. Old habits want to creep in but I have to stay focused. I am beginning to realize that the surgery is not a cure all and that I will have to work at it consistently in order for it to be a success
My favorite meals consist of baked chicken without the skin, veggies and brown rice. I am beginning to substitute more vegetable proteins for the meats. Heard that it is much better for the colon!
Summer is fast approaching, but I am well on my way to being "ready". Look out swimsuit, here I come!!
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Me, look hot!! I am still trying to get used to those words from him.
My labs have been looking good. I have been prescribed Vit D. I am also still on prenatal vitamins.
It is just so incredible how different I feel since I have lost the weight. I enjoy so many things. I even enjoy doing the exercise because I don't feel like I am the center of attention. Where everyone wants to see how long the fat girl can last without sitting down. Now, I can last just as long and even longer than some of my thinner associates.
It is an incredible journey. Old habits want to creep in but I have to stay focused. I am beginning to realize that the surgery is not a cure all and that I will have to work at it consistently in order for it to be a success
My favorite meals consist of baked chicken without the skin, veggies and brown rice. I am beginning to substitute more vegetable proteins for the meats. Heard that it is much better for the colon!
Summer is fast approaching, but I am well on my way to being "ready". Look out swimsuit, here I come!!
Happy Birthday to me
Sep 13, 2010
Just had my 46th birthday on 9/11/10. What an awesome day!! Almost three months out from surgery and am down 45 pounds. What a journey!! Haven't had any serious issues and am learning to use my "tool". Exercise is key! I wouldn't have said that a few months ago. But, its all good.
People look at me so differently now. I had someone tell me how much "brighter" I look. Someone said that I even look younger! That is just awesome! I smile to myself everytime I look in the mirror and thank God for giving me the chance to make a change for the better in my life. It is a journey that I plan to stay on. My husband is thrilled and can barely keep his hands off of me!!
So, if anyone out there is contemplating the surgery, go for it. The good outweighs the bad by a mile.
Change is evident on the outside, but change has already begun on the inside. Learn to live life to the fullest every moment that you live because that moment will not come again. Wasted moments is wasted life.
Someday is not a day of the week. I am learning to put these things into practice because life is worth living.
You do the same.
Be blessed.
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People look at me so differently now. I had someone tell me how much "brighter" I look. Someone said that I even look younger! That is just awesome! I smile to myself everytime I look in the mirror and thank God for giving me the chance to make a change for the better in my life. It is a journey that I plan to stay on. My husband is thrilled and can barely keep his hands off of me!!
So, if anyone out there is contemplating the surgery, go for it. The good outweighs the bad by a mile.
Change is evident on the outside, but change has already begun on the inside. Learn to live life to the fullest every moment that you live because that moment will not come again. Wasted moments is wasted life.
Someday is not a day of the week. I am learning to put these things into practice because life is worth living.
You do the same.
Be blessed.
July 4, 2010
Jul 04, 2010
How awesome is this!!I am 5 days post surgery!! I thought the day would never come. I am doing okay. Doing a lot of walking and sipping. My husband is really coddling me and making sure that I get in my protein each day. Sometimes I think I am going to barf if I have to even smell another one of those!!
The surgery experience was okay, I guess. I wasn't terrified, but I was a little nervous. Especially on the morning of when the nurse called my house at 6 am and said that I was supposed to have surgery at 7:15 am. I had been told to be at the hospital at 8:15 am because my surgery was going to be at 10 am. I live 45 minutes away from the hospital (driving 60+mph) and I was really afraid that I would not arrive on time to have it done. But, I guess because of the error, I was still on schedule. I was rushed in and two nurses worked on me to get me ready because the team was already waiting. I remember kissing my husband and then it was lights out!!
The GI test that I had to take the day after surgery was no walk in the park either. I had to drink this awful tasting stuff while laying down on my side. Yuck! I took big swigs because I thought I would throw up! Why did it have to taste like that? The nurse said that it tastes like a chalk board.(How would she know what a chalkboard tastes like?)
I know that it is really still too soon to tell, but I have already lost weight. My surgery weight was 258 and today I am 247 pounds. When I saw those numbers on the scale, I could have done cart wheels(not really though)
I even feel lighter. My nails are growing! Must be from all the vitamins I am taking in.
I have had some visitors. But I do welcome my special friends. My best friend went in the hospital a couple days ago with a bacterial infection. Please pray for her recovery.
I was at the Walmart the other day and I smelled the most wonderful smells. The smell of fried chicken. The bakery. Know what? I just started to laugh and say that I don't have to be held captive by you anymore. I can appreciate the smell of good food and not feel like I have to devour it. I am learning to eat to live and not live to eat.
It is a journey and I know that the road will not be easy. But I have to take it one step at a time. One day at a time.
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The surgery experience was okay, I guess. I wasn't terrified, but I was a little nervous. Especially on the morning of when the nurse called my house at 6 am and said that I was supposed to have surgery at 7:15 am. I had been told to be at the hospital at 8:15 am because my surgery was going to be at 10 am. I live 45 minutes away from the hospital (driving 60+mph) and I was really afraid that I would not arrive on time to have it done. But, I guess because of the error, I was still on schedule. I was rushed in and two nurses worked on me to get me ready because the team was already waiting. I remember kissing my husband and then it was lights out!!
The GI test that I had to take the day after surgery was no walk in the park either. I had to drink this awful tasting stuff while laying down on my side. Yuck! I took big swigs because I thought I would throw up! Why did it have to taste like that? The nurse said that it tastes like a chalk board.(How would she know what a chalkboard tastes like?)
I know that it is really still too soon to tell, but I have already lost weight. My surgery weight was 258 and today I am 247 pounds. When I saw those numbers on the scale, I could have done cart wheels(not really though)
I even feel lighter. My nails are growing! Must be from all the vitamins I am taking in.
I have had some visitors. But I do welcome my special friends. My best friend went in the hospital a couple days ago with a bacterial infection. Please pray for her recovery.
I was at the Walmart the other day and I smelled the most wonderful smells. The smell of fried chicken. The bakery. Know what? I just started to laugh and say that I don't have to be held captive by you anymore. I can appreciate the smell of good food and not feel like I have to devour it. I am learning to eat to live and not live to eat.
It is a journey and I know that the road will not be easy. But I have to take it one step at a time. One day at a time.
One Week Later
May 14, 2010
It has been a week since I got my approval letter, and my head is still spinning. I am due to meet with the surgeon soon and then take the 3 1/2 hour long class. In the meantime, I have been talking with my husband and quizzing him on so many things. The OH board is amazing. I read some of the post questions (which are some of the same questions I have) and he gives me his experience. He had RNY two years ago and he looks wonderful!!
I have started going through my closet because the winter season has gone and want to get rid of some of the clothes. My husband says, wait until you actually start to lose the weight and it will mean so much more to you when you clean out the closet. I guess that makes sense, but I guess I am just ready to move on to a much smaller and healthier me.
I have not shared the fact that I am having wls with my co workers. I am not trying to keep it secret, its just that I don't feel like I fit in with them anyway. I know very little about their lives outside of the job. They are all conversing and having a good time while I handle the front desk(which is my job) Sometimes it bothers to me to no end when one of them says, "I got to lose some weight because the 6's I was wearing last summer are too tight." Jealous, no, I'm not. It just seems like those are the comments I often hear above anything else. Someone else says, "you can tell I'm not committed to an exercise routine." The one thing that really gets me, they bring in desserts and don't offer me any. Not 100 percent of the time, but 85 percent. What's up with that?I have never taken more than a serving. Nevertheless, I am the one who has to live for me. If they ask me once I start to lose the weight, I'll tell them. I just don't plan to discuss it with them.
I have had to learn the hard lesson of friends. I have been a good friend to lots of people, but they were not friends with me. I have also accepted the fact that some people will be there for you for a reason and others will be there for you for a season. I just have to continue to be a friend no matter what. I don't determine who enters into my life, I have to determine who I allow to remain in my life.
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I have started going through my closet because the winter season has gone and want to get rid of some of the clothes. My husband says, wait until you actually start to lose the weight and it will mean so much more to you when you clean out the closet. I guess that makes sense, but I guess I am just ready to move on to a much smaller and healthier me.
I have not shared the fact that I am having wls with my co workers. I am not trying to keep it secret, its just that I don't feel like I fit in with them anyway. I know very little about their lives outside of the job. They are all conversing and having a good time while I handle the front desk(which is my job) Sometimes it bothers to me to no end when one of them says, "I got to lose some weight because the 6's I was wearing last summer are too tight." Jealous, no, I'm not. It just seems like those are the comments I often hear above anything else. Someone else says, "you can tell I'm not committed to an exercise routine." The one thing that really gets me, they bring in desserts and don't offer me any. Not 100 percent of the time, but 85 percent. What's up with that?I have never taken more than a serving. Nevertheless, I am the one who has to live for me. If they ask me once I start to lose the weight, I'll tell them. I just don't plan to discuss it with them.
I have had to learn the hard lesson of friends. I have been a good friend to lots of people, but they were not friends with me. I have also accepted the fact that some people will be there for you for a reason and others will be there for you for a season. I just have to continue to be a friend no matter what. I don't determine who enters into my life, I have to determine who I allow to remain in my life.
Happy Mothers' Day
May 09, 2010
Happy Mothers' day. Just wanted to say that I am really estatic. I got my approval letter for the surgery on this past saturday. It still seems a little unreal. I have to keep looking at the envelop, fearing that it will read something else! Sound crazy? I had tried for approval of the surgery a couple years ago and was denied. I was truly devasted because I was told that basically that I was a fat, "healthy" person? Stupid, right?
I have been overweight most of my life, but I have been morbidly obese for the last ten years. I don't think there has been a day that I have not obsessed over my weight. Make no mistake about it, I was not in denial that I was overweight. I tried many diets, pills, fads and lost time and can lots of money. I would lose weight, but only to gain it back once I stopped the pills or prepackaged meals. I did not have the money or desire to try hypnosis; people say that it actually works.
Now here I am with a letter that says I can have a procedure that will dramatically change my life and I don't know what to feel first.
I have dreamed of so many things that I wanted to do as a thin person that I cannot do now; namely, bend over to tie my shoes. I never thought I would get to the place where I could not tie my own shoes. My daughter turns 4 next Saturday. She is a bundle of energy and I cannot do much with her because I am so tired after work. I will allow her to play at my feet while I stretch out on the couch to rest. That is not the way that I want to continue.
I know that you all understand this because I have read it in so many other blogs. I cannot stand to look at myself in the mirror. If at all possible, I don't. Seriously, I am just that disgusted that I have let myself "go" that I cannot look at myself. How can I expect my husband to look at me? He has been my biggest cheerleader and so supportive of me even when I know that I got on his nerves with my negativity about my weight. He said that it made him feel bad for me and that I should stop it. He would buy me pretty things to wear and I would not wear them because of how I felt I looked in them. I was afraid for him to buy me things because I didn't want to tell him what size to buy. Crazy, right?Thongs!!Wrong!!
Enough said about that. I guess this is truly the first steps in my journey. I can only say that I will take it one day at a time,
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I have been overweight most of my life, but I have been morbidly obese for the last ten years. I don't think there has been a day that I have not obsessed over my weight. Make no mistake about it, I was not in denial that I was overweight. I tried many diets, pills, fads and lost time and can lots of money. I would lose weight, but only to gain it back once I stopped the pills or prepackaged meals. I did not have the money or desire to try hypnosis; people say that it actually works.
Now here I am with a letter that says I can have a procedure that will dramatically change my life and I don't know what to feel first.
I have dreamed of so many things that I wanted to do as a thin person that I cannot do now; namely, bend over to tie my shoes. I never thought I would get to the place where I could not tie my own shoes. My daughter turns 4 next Saturday. She is a bundle of energy and I cannot do much with her because I am so tired after work. I will allow her to play at my feet while I stretch out on the couch to rest. That is not the way that I want to continue.
I know that you all understand this because I have read it in so many other blogs. I cannot stand to look at myself in the mirror. If at all possible, I don't. Seriously, I am just that disgusted that I have let myself "go" that I cannot look at myself. How can I expect my husband to look at me? He has been my biggest cheerleader and so supportive of me even when I know that I got on his nerves with my negativity about my weight. He said that it made him feel bad for me and that I should stop it. He would buy me pretty things to wear and I would not wear them because of how I felt I looked in them. I was afraid for him to buy me things because I didn't want to tell him what size to buy. Crazy, right?Thongs!!Wrong!!
Enough said about that. I guess this is truly the first steps in my journey. I can only say that I will take it one day at a time,
Journey of 1000 miles
Apr 21, 2010
It is getting closer to the day when I will have all my paperwork ready for the insurance company. I am scheduled to see the psychologist on Friday, April 23. I try not to think too much about it, but how can I not especially when I stand trying to catch my breath after walking from the parking lot to my office.
