One Year Follow Ups

I had a one-year follow up with my primary care doc on Tuesday, which turned out to be fabulous.  My labs came back beautifully:

cholesterolratiosMy fasting blood glucose was 81 and my a1c?  Completely normal.  Liver enzymes were back down to normal levels after having been high the first two months of this year.  My iron levels are great, and all my electrolytes are normal.  Blood pressure is fantastic and better yet–my doctor used a REGULAR SIZE CUFF to take it!  No extra large cuff this time!  She was thrilled that my health was vastly improved, and we started talking about mammograms and all that jazz…yep, it’s time for me to start doing those on the regular as now I am a lady of a certain age.  Since my gyno isn’t practicing any more, I got a recommendation for a new one (who ONLY does gynecology, no obstetrics–thank goodness) who I will be calling to see in the fall once school starts.  I have to figure out if she is on our new insurance that goes into effect September 1.  UGH INSURANCE.

That was the first doctor’s appointment of the week.  Today’s appointment was the bigger deal since it was with my surgeon, who I had not seen since last August when my husband had surgery with him.

I went in prepared.  Like any other ‘A’ student, I had a list of questions to ask.

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What Liberation Looks Like To Me Today

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I’d made a to-do list for today, and at the top of it was giving my new running shoes a go at the gym.  That was moderately successful.  I tweaked my left knee and aggravated a decades-old knee injury, so there won’t be any running for me in the foreseeable future.

Second on that list was to call each of the credit card companies that I had accounts with for stores that sold plus-sized clothing so that I could close the accounts.  I sat and called each one, methodically, systematically, and with great cheer closed each account.

As I closed each one, I felt a weight being lifted from my shoulders.  It also felt a bit like slash-and-burn clear-cutting of a field.  And I suppose it sort of is, in a way:  I made way both literally and metaphorically for new clothing choices by shedding the keys to the stores that for so long were my only choice for clothing.

And now that I can wear an XL in misses clothing, the possibilities for me to look pretty freakin’ awesome are wide open.

Post-Op Week 54 Progress Report: Milestones and Digging Deep

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This week’s progress was a surprise, as I was on the road again this week at a conference in Houston.  Travel tends to wreak havoc on my routine, and I sometimes don’t make the best choices with regard to eating and exercise despite plans to do so.

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Achievement Unlocked: Lost Half of My Former Self

First, this post needs a little Andres Cantor.

Today, I reached my surgeon’s goal weight.  This is especially awesome after having been away on business all week long and eating away from home, which is not always easy.

Today also marks another important milestone.

I have lost exactly half of my former self.  I now weigh half of what I weighed at my heaviest.

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50 more pounds to get to my goal.

I got this.

Post-Op Week 53 Progress Report

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This week saw me back at home, back in my usual routine, and back down on the scale.  I’m inching slowly toward goal, and I’m okay with the slow progress.

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Observations From -214

In all of the excitement of the day Tuesday, I’d forgotten to post up a side by side of me at my heaviest with me now.  So here it is.

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For reference, the photos at left are 2010.

A friend (who has also had WLS) asked me, “How does looking at this make you feel?”

Well, let’s see.  There are a lot of feels I feel when I look at this composite.

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Anniversary

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My husband and I went to the hospital where I had my surgery last year and tried to recreate the photograph we took before I went in for my surgery. I didn’t keep the outfit I wore to the hospital, so I chose something that was pretty darn close.

Today is a pretty important day in my life.  A year ago at this time, I was recovering from my sleeve surgery.

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