Monthly Archives: June 2014

Post-Op Week 51: In Which I Travel and Think About Empathy

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This week’s progress is good, considering I was traveling the last three days of the week. I am away from home so this week’s series of photos is at my mother-in-law’s, which made it challenging to know where to stand and all that. So there’s no good comparison between this week’s photo and last week’s. The stubborn pound and some that I’ve been struggling to get off finally took its leave, and the scale has headed down again.

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Post-Op Week 50: In Which I Plan for Vacation

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Slightly up on the scale this week.  I think it’s probably due to the eating out that happened this week.  I need to dial that back this week as much as possible since we will be heading out of town at the end of the week, and eating out is mostly what we’ll be doing.  We will be at my mother in law’s for part of the time we’re gone, which is good because we’ll be eating at home pretty much all that time.  When we go visit, I generally do all the cooking because my MIL is arthritic and spending long periods of time on her feet, bending and stooping is really painful for her.  So I help out by cooking for all of us while we are there.  I also load up her freezer with pre-cooked meals so that all she has to do is reheat them.

But spending time there is also a bad thing because the only thing we tend to do while we’re visiting is sit, sit, sit, and sit some more.

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One Year Ago Today…

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…I physically started the march toward better health.

A year later, I am nearly 173 pounds lighter.  I am

  • healthier than ever
  • smaller than ever
  • sassier than ever (I totally didn’t think that was possible)
  • more confident
  • more poised
  • more physically active
  • more fierce
  • more mindful
  • less inclined to take shit from people
  • more inclined not to suffer any fools
  • happier than ever

There is still work to be done, and 54 more pounds to lose.  I feel like what I have done in a year’s time is nothing short of phenomenal.

And I haven’t even hit my one-year post-op mark yet.  Just wait.

Post-Op Week 49 Progress Report: In Which I Struggle With What I See In The Mirror

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No change on the scale this week.  I don’t know if it’s me getting used to being at home now and not being as active (although I went to the gym 3 times this week AND did a 2-mile walk yesterday) or if this is my body trying to settle in a new weight range for a little bit.  No loss is better than a gain but it isn’t any less frustrating.  I know I need to be patient, but it’s getting harder to be patient the closer I get to both my doctor’s goal and my own goal.  And I’m not that far from either of those things.

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Oh, You Know, It’s The “Two Legs in One Leg of the Pants” Photo. NBD.

So this happened.

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Ignore my Mexi-fro. It was really humid here today as it rained all morning, and my hair needs to be cut.

These are the shorts I wore at my heaviest weight.  And they were tight then.

I’d purposely kept them when I started this path because I wanted a stark reminder of where I started.  I never wanted to forget where I came from.

Tonight I got to thinking, I wonder if I can do that thing where you put both legs inside the one leg of a pair of pants?  So I dug up the shorts, and gave it a try.

I felt the catch in my throat when I was able to pull the single leg up over both my thighs.  I thought, no way…holy shit, I was this big?  What in the hell?  How?

I didn’t think I’d ever be able to do this.

Yet here I am:  two legs in one pants leg.  With room.

54 pounds from my goal and chugging toward maintenance.

I got this.

 

Don’t Poke the Bear

Those who know me know that there are things that I am very, very passionate about:  biology; science; Mad Men, and consequently, Jon Hamm; learning, and  education.

I’d like to start by saying that education is the thing in life I am most passionate about because I cannot and will not abide by ignorance or stupidity.  So imagine my ire when I read this article posted today in one of the online support groups that I belong to:

I Don’t Support Weight Loss Surgery

It is written by one Amy McCarthy, who claims to be a proponent of Health At Every Size, which is a movement that emphasizes healthy living behaviors no matter what your size, as well as the acceptance of all body shapes and sizes.  I can get behind this philosophy, because even when I get to my goal weight, I will still be considered overweight (nay, obese) by medical standards.  I can also be down with accepting folks of all shapes and sizes, because I don’t think it’s right to discriminate against someone or shame them based on their size, whether it is large or small.

Yet this author boldly states:

I won’t shame anyone for their choices.

By spending a few thousand words focusing on what she perceives to be the negative aspects of WLS and why she feels it’s bullshit, she does exactly that, and totally discredits herself in doing so.

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Post-Op Week 48 Progress Report: In Which I am Too Small For Lane Bryant

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Not surprised by this week’s progress, as it follows the pattern I have come to know over the last few months.  I have made a few tweaks to my program in the past two weeks and I think they are paying off.  Continue reading