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NO WAY....NO WAY.....thats not 2009...thats 209.
I've lost another 3lbs this week.  So that means I have reached my goal of being 209 by Christmas.  I DID IT!!!!  Oh and I started to train for my 5k. (is this really me)

SOOOOO thats only 10 more pounds til Im in ONEerdland.  Can it truly be???? 
What a Christmas gift to myself.  

                        Man don't you know.....I love my RNY!!!! 

So I get this email from my sis-in-law saying Im having a affair...whom she gets the rumor from my dear ole flesh and blood my sister.  Where did my sis hear this...I confided in her telling her about some guy I was chatting with.  Thats it. Not having an affair...NOT involved w/ someone else.
Okay...so my sister (who's house is in foreclosure cuz she cannot afford her lavish lifestyle and she's dumb as hell) tells my sis-in-law...who is the biggest self righteous bitch you've meant (ugly as hell too).
SOOO why the hell they gotta go there......here are some of my thoughts:  My sister is jealous cuz maybe Im getting all the attention and her highness has to wait to be in the center of attention for awhile.  Attention whore.
Sister in law.....cannot live her life w/out telling others what to do....and jealous that I look better then her round ass.
My mother...who will side w/ my sister...cuz its safe.  See, my sister and mother....are hide everything under the rug. ME...Im  loud and clear.
I've called my sister and sister in law...but of course they have no backbone and won't call me back...cowards.
Its a damn good thing I live across the miles......cuz I would be waiting for them..

I just wanted this to get out there.......my relationship w/ my family was rocky before WLS....NOW...since Im becoming the person I am...they don't like to see me getting off the floor.  They'll kick you when your down....and put there own children infront of them when the gun is shot.

Pathetic....Sad Fuck Ass...Losers.....Hope they enjoy eachother.....hope it was worth it.

Woke up this morning, weighted myself...thinking another pound gone.....BUT TO MY SURPRISE...it said 7 pounds gone. HELL FREAKING TO THE YEAH!!!!!  7 pounds gone in one week. Thats 1 pound a day!!! OKAY!!

What did I do....well, I eat like shit...didn't exercise and sat on my ass all week.   Oh and I upped my protein. 
If I new this was gonna break my stall, I would of done this a LONG time ago.

So tomorrow...back to working my ass off.....exercise, eat right and get my grooove on baby!!!

So here's to 7pounds off my ARZZZZZ....

OH....and last week....I finally posed for LF night.  Its a HUGE step for me...and I congratulate myself for feeling confident enough to show me off.  I also got a new hair cut too....damn...

My new HAIRCUT....

Just wanted to wish everyone a....

My mother would SOOO not approve...

Today is WED...my weigh in day...okay lets see how I did. 
NO FUCKING WAY..only another pound lost. Thats one pound ea for the past 3 weeks. IM GETTING PISSED.   PISSED I say. I work out an average of 1 1/2 a day except Wed's and Sunday's.  I don't eat crap....Im drinking all my fluids....I just don't undersand it.

3 lbs in 3 weeks...COME ON....stupid fat cells.....get the FUCK out on my body. 

Im feeling so discouraged....wanna crawl back in my bed....watch the rain fall and watch a romantic love knowing thats never gonna happen to me.

SO okay fine, having a bad day.  Wish I was a drunk....

WOW...can it be....am I really 3 months out.   Why...YES... I am.
If anyone asked me last year to this date, where I would be in life...the last place would be in a size 16 jeans, glowing face, smaller tummy, hip bones, size XXL tops (not 4X)...eating more protein then birthday cake, shake my ASS while Im walking, return those looks, and smile bigger then my face. 

Im down 70lbs. since the day I started this jounrey. This week I only lost 1 freaking dumb lb.....but HEY.....thats 70LBS people!  70 pounds OFF!!!!
See yeah.....

Today is speical, Im gonna walk with my head up in the sky...maybe even skip. I worked hard for this, so I deserve to be on cloud 9 today.
Im just glad the clouds can hold me up!!!

I clap for myself.....     Good job girl....keep it up!

Nothing to big...just some new words for people to read.
Im down 69lbs (love that #)...as of Wed. 11-26-08.  Thats another 4lbs.  I want to get to 209 or under on New Years Eve.  Or even better bring in the New Year at onederland. BUT...hell 69lbs is good for me. I'll take it.

Thanksgiving was fun. My In-laws came to town. Its always fun to see them, and the kids just adore them. 

I keep losing weight. Although I haven't done much exercising...seems like Im losing my motivation.  Being surrounded by so much negativity gets me down.  Im like a bubble wanting to BURST.
I want to RUN and JUMP and touch the clouds.  Reach UP HIGH.... but instead Im told ...."we just cannot afford to reach that high. Maybe next paycheck"   ARGGGGG  why do negative people have to bring others down with them.  AND WHY do I put up with it?

These are my thoughts and wishes.....wish I could pick it up and move towards the cactus.  Where the buffalo roam and the cranes are in the distance.

This Thrus. is my 3 month follow up with Dr. Lowe...in excited to see how much I've lost on HIS scale.  Shit, if I have too, Im only wearing my undies and bra.  ha ha. Im sure the LF forum would love that.  

til then......keep lifting me up.  I'll prove them all wrong.

I had my first complication. 
Sunday after the Panthers game, I started to feel this pain in the side of my tummy.  Right side. I thought it was pouchita getting pissy cuz I needed more water.  So the whole family whent out to eat....pain was getting worse. I blew it off as constipation.  Well all that night and next morning....I WAS IN PAIN.     I took some M.O.M...thinking I had to do a papoo'shi.....and when I did....the pain just got worse.  I called the Dr. and he told me to come to ER....WTF!!! Me.....ER...  So I called DH and he took time of work (which he HATES) and took me in.  Waited in the ER for more then 2 hours....and then they called me back.  I saw Dr. Lowe (he was on call....YES) and he told me it might be a appendicitis. WHOW.
They took tests, CAT scan...and admitted me overnight.  Of course the morphine by then kick in and I didn't care where I was.
I was pretty much drugged all night, then Dr.Lowe comes in and tells me I have Omentum Infarct.  I thought....OMG...I have a blocked fart. How freaking damn embarrassing...   Turns out...that my scar tissue didn't heal right and it was cutting off about an inch of tissue which lost blood flow thus the infection and the pain.  Im on 5 pills on antibiotics and pain pills for the next 2 weeks.  But Im home....THANK GOD.

Oh and my scale said I lost only 5lbs...I gonna burn that damn thing. But who cares....Im feel like Im losing inches. 

Here I am again.....tis 2:19 am.  Feel like I should be 15 years younger and out closing down the bars.
This not getting any sleep is really tough. 
I got SOOO much on my mind. So many things have changed. Seems like Im changing and life around me is standing still.

I want to BUST out of this fat body cocoon and fly the high mtns. then shit on all the skinny people who have it too easy.  Yeah I know, I understand I did this to myself...and Im paying the piper.

I've come to realize that I've worked out for 20 miles this whole week. That just seems so crazy to me.   Feels good...really it does. I love the feeling of sweat and hard work. 

Just wish I knew the feeling of sleep.