syoungblood
One Week Post-Op
Sep 25, 2008
Well, surgery is but a mere memory. One week post op and loving pureed chicken. Does it get any better than this? All joking aside, the surgery went well. No complications that we know of. Life at home is going pretty well too. Getting tired of pureeds and looking forward to soft foods next week, let's hope.
The good news, down 13lbs since surgery. The best news, one week out and I am sticking to exactly what the doctors orders are. My biggest concern was being compliant with what I had to do to succeed. I know it's only a week, but hey, I've got to start somewhere.
The bad news, I seem to be possessed by the evil spirit of Krispy Kreme. Didn't even eat them that often post op, but lately I am fixated on them. Maybe it's because the gooey jelly filled treat so resembles my pre-op pics.
Thanks to all on the site who prayed and kept me in their thoughts last week. Your support is greatly appreciated and will not be forgotten.
Lastly a big "shout out" to my cuz from California, sjpsmom. After my surgery, I found out that my cousin and her sister (my other cousin) are both awaiting GBP surgery. They have always been great to me and I can only hope that I can provide some support and guidance as they begin this journey.
The good news, down 13lbs since surgery. The best news, one week out and I am sticking to exactly what the doctors orders are. My biggest concern was being compliant with what I had to do to succeed. I know it's only a week, but hey, I've got to start somewhere.
The bad news, I seem to be possessed by the evil spirit of Krispy Kreme. Didn't even eat them that often post op, but lately I am fixated on them. Maybe it's because the gooey jelly filled treat so resembles my pre-op pics.
Thanks to all on the site who prayed and kept me in their thoughts last week. Your support is greatly appreciated and will not be forgotten.
Lastly a big "shout out" to my cuz from California, sjpsmom. After my surgery, I found out that my cousin and her sister (my other cousin) are both awaiting GBP surgery. They have always been great to me and I can only hope that I can provide some support and guidance as they begin this journey.
The Date Commeth
Sep 05, 2008
Well, the date is only 12 days away. I will have my RNY on September 18, 2008. Like most, I'm sure, I am excited, scared, and filled with doubt right now. Excited about beginning the road to a new me. Scared because with any surgery there is always a chance you will not be waking up from it, and filled with self-doubt because I don't want to screw this up the way I have for all the years before this.
The Medical Center where I am having the surgery has asked me to keep a blog on their web site. This is meant to be a resource for all those considering WLS or having questions about it. I am no expert, these are just the thoughts of an average, overweight man walking on this journey of WLS. Below is the link to the blog.
http://www.froedtert.com/HealthResources/ReadingRoom/HealthBlogs/HappyFatGuy/
I hope this helps or at least entertains some. Please feel free to leave me feedback, your thoughts, perspectives and encouragement are welcomed by me.
The Medical Center where I am having the surgery has asked me to keep a blog on their web site. This is meant to be a resource for all those considering WLS or having questions about it. I am no expert, these are just the thoughts of an average, overweight man walking on this journey of WLS. Below is the link to the blog.
http://www.froedtert.com/HealthResources/ReadingRoom/HealthBlogs/HappyFatGuy/
I hope this helps or at least entertains some. Please feel free to leave me feedback, your thoughts, perspectives and encouragement are welcomed by me.
The Journey Begins...
Sep 05, 2008
So what was the catalyst for exploring bariatric surgery? Well, it's not like I woke up one morning and had an epiphany about my weight. I didn't look in the mirror a few months ago and suddenly realize for the first time in my life that I was obese. Trust me when I tell you that the secret is out. I know that I weigh 365 pounds. There is no denial involved here. I don't think there ever has been.
I have however been blessed with a wife and children who love me for who I am, not what I weigh. I know all the self-help theories. "You have to want to change for yourself, not for others." Blah, blah, blah. Obviously I have to make a decision to change myself. But it is easier to ignore the hard facts staring back at you when those around you don't seem to mind.
I have reached a point where I do want to change for myself. But I can't deny that I am making this change just as much for the benefit of those around me. As much as I didn't have a flash of inspiration, some things have become very clear to me. I confess to being a Christian. But what kind of Christian can I be at this weight? As a man of God, my family should be one of the most important things to me in this world. By risking diabetes, heart disease, and possibly premature death, what kind of father and husband am I? By being overweight, what kind of increased risk am I exposed to at work? How can I profess to the healing power of Christ while eating myself into an early grave?
Yes, I have to change for myself. But just like every other decision we make in life, there is a domino effect. This surgery will be a change where I fully expect to see a dramatic improvement in my quality of life. Anything that improves my quality of life will have a direct and positive impact on the quality of life of those around me. Adversely, if I do nothing, the negative consequences will ripple through the lives of everyone I know as well as those I will never have the benefit of meeting. I may not have had an epiphany, but I certainly have evolved in accepting that my poor choices could have very real consequences to many people beyond myself.
I have however been blessed with a wife and children who love me for who I am, not what I weigh. I know all the self-help theories. "You have to want to change for yourself, not for others." Blah, blah, blah. Obviously I have to make a decision to change myself. But it is easier to ignore the hard facts staring back at you when those around you don't seem to mind.
I have reached a point where I do want to change for myself. But I can't deny that I am making this change just as much for the benefit of those around me. As much as I didn't have a flash of inspiration, some things have become very clear to me. I confess to being a Christian. But what kind of Christian can I be at this weight? As a man of God, my family should be one of the most important things to me in this world. By risking diabetes, heart disease, and possibly premature death, what kind of father and husband am I? By being overweight, what kind of increased risk am I exposed to at work? How can I profess to the healing power of Christ while eating myself into an early grave?
Yes, I have to change for myself. But just like every other decision we make in life, there is a domino effect. This surgery will be a change where I fully expect to see a dramatic improvement in my quality of life. Anything that improves my quality of life will have a direct and positive impact on the quality of life of those around me. Adversely, if I do nothing, the negative consequences will ripple through the lives of everyone I know as well as those I will never have the benefit of meeting. I may not have had an epiphany, but I certainly have evolved in accepting that my poor choices could have very real consequences to many people beyond myself.
