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Now 14st 7 (203lbs) and it's coming off slowly, but the whole thing is of suchminor significance to me! I saw my surgeon and he said he doesn't need to see me until December!

Down to a 14 jeans, but they're too big really! Yeyy!

Best decision i ever ever made!

Jumped on the scales today for the first time in a while and was shocked to see 15-2! It's my cousin's wedding in May and I'm hoping I can get to under 14-7 by then (204) and the last time I was this weight I was 25! 

I spoke to my surgeon's office and his nurse said I was doing really well and that my weightloss is about right. I thought it was a bit slow, but it seems to plateau for a few weeks and then drop off.

Have dropped another jeans size, and gone down a bra size although the cup is still the same, so it's come off my ribs and back.

Very pleased!

I'm into my size 16 jeans (US12) and to be honest, they're a bit big! They slide right off without undoing the button! I bought them about 2 years ago and they wouldn't pull up over my knees!

And I'm down 41 lbs in total, so that's 15st 6lb, which is the thinnest I've been for about 9 years. 

I still can't tolerate red meat, and have to chew any meat at all for ages and ages. And pasta seems to lie heavily too.

I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, and when I look in the mirror, I see me, instead of some lumpy woman I don't recognise.

Am 15st11! Hooray! 

I was sick ALL day yesterday. It started with my eating some cottage cheese with chives, too fast, and then I threw up, and nothing would stay down. In the end I went back to bed to try and calm my tummy down but I was still sick when I got up!

Sent H to the shop for some ice lollies and started to feel better, but I was really tired so headed off for an early night. It was a shame because we were going to go the pictures and I was really looking forward to see "the pursuit of happiness" but it wasn't to be.

H was SO good about it all - he gave me lots of hugs and said that he knew we'd have days like this! What a darling!

Anyway, my plateau is truely busted!! And I can't believe how loose my clothes feel! It's great!

The big change lately has been in inches rather than pounds, and I've wiggled into my size 16 jeans!! Yey! (That's a US size 12) 
Surprisingly my feet feel smaller too, and I've been wearing more heels too! 

I went to see some relatives and they all said I was looking really well, and that my face looked thinner too. For UK people, I'm down 2 stone so that's easily enough to notice!

I went out with my old girlfriends last weekend and felt like I ate crap all weekend, but when I look back, it was about 1% of what I would have got through pre-op! It slowed my weight loss a bit, but I'm still losing about 4 lbs a week and I'm sure that will vary with other factors.

Occassionally I fancy a big curry but I'm still struggling with meat, and the only thing I can tolerate is fish fingers! 

Wine is still making me gip a bit but I had a couple of gin and tonics the other night and it was very pleasant!

The thing I've missed the most is my Multibionta tablet every morning, and shortly I should be able to take it again soon!

Down to 16st-11 (235lbs) and wiggled myself into a pair of trousers I bought in May, in a UK 18 (US16) I'd never worn them as they were a good half a size too small. Anyway, they were fine at first but they kept sliding down! 

There are two pairs of jeans that I'm about 4lbs off wearing. And I wore my highest heels and they fitted fine - so nice to wear them without having sore feet!

I did lapse into a chinese meal the other night. i had stir fried tofu which was fine, but I also had a couple of mouthfulls of noodles and then was constipated terribly. I had 3 (yes three, count 'em) doses of laxatives and was considering heading to the chemist for some tnt suppositories, but then it all moved. It was like the mud of the Mersey! So today, I've taken it easy and am back to soup and yoghurt for a few days. I think it's the egg which is disagreeing with me.

I still have massive paranoias about my not being able to lose weight, or keep it off. I can't quite believe I've lost the weight I have, already. And I haven't so much as touched any wine since a few days before my op, so there are plenty of missing calories there! New Year's Eve was odd, just sitting there with a mineral water, but it was fine really. 

I'm still cross at my aunt telling everyone I'd been ill (i told her I'd had my gallstones out), and she's emailed the world. It's annoying. If I hear anymore about "how are you, and your stones?" I'm going to tell her I've had my ovaries drilled, which should shut her up. I know it's well meaning but I wish she'd mither about something else.....

Back to work tomorrow. I wish it was as interesting as sitting on my arse, thinking about what clothes I can buy when I'm thinner.

Can't believe I'm 10 days post surgery! I feel TOTALLY normal! I've still got the dressings on my incisions but as soon as the steristrips start to lift, I'll take them off. 

I've been having a LOT of soup and a little ground meat. I made chicken liver pate and that's kept me going. I figured it's high protein and easily digested so it should be ok. 

I'm down to 239lbs (17st 1) which is 10lbs off my admission weight and 17lbs off my start weight so that's pretty good!

I've not had a drop of wine or any alcohol right through Christmas, which is a bit of a drag as the champagne has been flowing, but it'll all be worth it. I'm also afraid that I'll overabsorb and end up smashed really quickly so I've given it a miss altogether.

I'm keeping a note of what I eat, just so I can be sure I'm not getting into grazing habits, and even on Christmas Day, when I had some little ice creams, I was still well under the 1500 cals max set by the doctor. And my constipation seems to have righted itself as well - that's a relief!

We went shopping today and I tried on a coat in Monsoon which was stiill too small, but when I'd tried it originally, I couldn't even get my arms in!
I've been obsessing a bit about how much weight I can expect to lose and I'm terrified I'll be one of the ones who 'fail' at this, but so far so good.

My goal weight for my height and build is about 175lbs but really, I'd feel a million dollars if I got to 200lbs. It'd be the lightest I've been as an adult, I think.

I'm rubbing in lots of oils to make sure my skin is smooth and firm so opefully I won't be left with too much excess. And I'm casing a gym up the road too, and thinking of starting swimming too, if I can stand what it does to my hair!

All to the good though!

Well I'm home! I came home last night and was a bit frightened to leave the cosiness of my nice hospital room. I'm SO glad I paid the extra and had the surgery done at St. Anthony's (private) instead of the cheaper option of an open ward at St. Georges (NHS).

The surgery itself was better than I thought it was going to be. I nearly chickened out on the morning but I took a deep breath and did my relaxation exercises and got on with it. The anesthetist was lovely too - I told him I was needlephobic and that I'm using hypnotherapy to get over it and he gave me 2 temazepam which took the edge off the most of it. I felt him try to get the canula in the back of my hand, and then give up and use my wrist instead, and then an injection in my right arm and I was out cold. (I don't know why he couldn't have done the canula AFTER the anesthetic but anyway) I also had a complicated-looking drip in my neck, and a drain from my side, which leaked constantly.

The next thing I was coming round in recovery and they were putting the catheter in - again why I was conscious, i don't know why I wasn't out when they did it. And it seemed like seconds later that I was being wheeled back into my room to see my very worried husband sitting there. 

The first day was bliss because I was smacked out of my lights on the drugs and felt very relaxed! The next day I had the catheter removed and was able to walk to the loo and down the hall and back.

Then Monday I had a contrast xray which was ok. The radiologist said he thought I was pre-surgery because he thought I was in good shape! I told him I felt like I'd been run over! 
My nurse had warned me the liquid used in the xray can cause "loose motions" but Oh My Goodness it SHOT through me! I was upset because I was still on the drip and I had to call the nurse when I wanted to go to the loo. In the end I sussed I could unplug the drip from the wall and wheel myself which was a relief. At one point I had to ask for the drip to be turned down because I was on the loo every 40 minutes and it was exhausting me! I really wanted to sleep but there seemed to be constant beeping from all over.....

I felt hot and weepy and I couldn't cough up whatever was on my chest so I couldn't lie flat. And I couldn't lie on my side because of the drains and lines so I slept for all 3 nights partially siting up, so my back was in pretty bad shape by the time I left. 

I had so many injections I think my needlephobia is pretty much over, so long as I get time to breathe properly before it. I had a nasty warfarin injection which was probably the most painful part of the whole operation!




Anyway, I'm back at home, feeling tired but remarkably fine, and the only drugs I'm on are lansoprazole and 50mg voltarol and I'm fine!
I've been told I can only have things which fit easily up a straw for the next 2 weeks and that's ok. I don't think I've lost any weight yet, despite only having water but I think I'm retaining water a bit.

I'm VERY emotional for reasons I can't identify and had a hissy fit at my husband yesterday. I keep bursting into tears for no reason and there's a part of me that's afraid of the weight loss - maybe that's why I never kept it off in the past!

So, onward! First giant leap taken!