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Post-Op Week 91: What I Deserve

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Funerals are a hell of a way to start a week.  Mourning + ovulation + work stress + general IDGAFery = up this week.  Thankfully, this week does not look to be terribly stressful, especially as side projects wind down and I can finally get back to the business of taking care of myself the way I deserve to.

This just keeping my head above water business isn’t cutting it, and I’m tired of just getting by.  That’s what it feels like I’ve done this year so far.  I deserve so much more than just getting by.  I don’t “just get by” in other areas of my life, so why when it comes to me is it acceptable?

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Post-Op Week 63 Progress Report: Legs

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This week’s progress is surprising.  I didn’t expect to lose this much!  Guess I am finally off the plateau I was on for so long.  Perhaps it is all the stairs I now take, or the fact that I’ve changed my supplementation a bit (I now take a potassium tablet and have increased my magnesium intake), or the fact that I walk so much more each day, and that when I walk, I walk very fast.

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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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In The Middle of Difficulty Lies Opportunity

Einstein said that, a really long time ago.  I never really gave it much thought until today.

Today, I was presented with a fantastic opportunity and I decided to seize on it.

The opportunity involves a birthday gift to myself.  Last year’s gift was pretty big, and I had been thinking about what I could give myself that was better than the gift I bought myself last year, because my sleeve is the gift that keeps on giving.  And that’s no joke.

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January 22: One Year Later

One year ago today, I weighed around 400 pounds.

One year ago today, I attended a seminar to learn more about WLS and to meet a potential candidate to perform the surgery I’d already decided I would have during the summertime.

It was at that seminar that I met Dr. Nick Nicholson, my surgeon.  Continue reading

Conquering the Stairs

Today was a Saturdate with my husband. We went out for shawarma, mall walking, and a movie. Good times were had by all!

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Let Me Explain…No, Let Me Sum Up

I belong to an online support group run by Tracy Stevenson of My Tiny Tank, a fabulous blog about life with a tiny tank. Tracy is 13 years post-op (she had the RNY gastric bypass) who has a wealth of knowledge and insight to share with folks at various stages of the weight loss game, regardless of whether or not they’ve had surgery to facilitate the process.

One of the things that was posted in the support group today by another member was this prompt:

Describe your journey (pre-op, post-op, no WLS) in just 6 words.

I thought hard before I responded to the prompt.

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Saturday Six: Things I Don’t Miss

Last week I wrote a list of the things I can do now that I couldn’t do before I had WLS.  I’m pretty sure that at some point, I’d written about what my heaviest weight was–440 pounds.  So, today’s list is:

Things I Don’t Miss About Weighing 440 Pounds
(in no particular order)

  1. Being the fattest person in any room.
  2. Not being able to sit comfortably in chairs with arms.
  3. Having to buy the most unflattering of clothes because a) they fit, and b) they would keep me from being naked in public.
  4. Not being able to walk from my car in the parking lot to pretty much anywhere without stopping to catch my breath before continuing on to my destination.  This was a pretty regular occurrence, especially at school.
  5. Wearing out my clothes and shoes really quickly.
  6. I definitely don’t miss being diabetic and hypertensive.

Today we went to the mall to do some walking after we’d retrieved our Christmas tree from storage.  After we’d walked around for about 30 minutes, I stopped in at Coldwater Creek, because they were having a mad sale–50% off everything.  I picked up a couple of sweaters for work, a dress shirt for work, and a couple of t-shirts.  The best part?

All in a size 18.

Do you know that I have never worn a clothing size that starts with a 1 in my adult life?  EVER.

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40 Pounds of Ice Melt and Why They Matter

An ice storm is slated to hit my part of the world in the next 48 hours.  We North Texans (specifically those of us in the Metroplex) don’t deal with ice very well.  So this afternoon after school I decided to stop by the grocery store to pick up a few groceries since all the forecasts are predicting we’ll be in a deep freeze and under ice until Monday.  As I walked in, I noticed these for sale:

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I picked up a bag and slung it under the cart I pushed into the store.  When I checked out with my other selections–a paltry few compared to the rest of the other shoppers, who were apparently preparing for the Apocalypse (or the Snowpocalypse, as it were), I decided to buy a second bag just in case.  Continue reading

In All These Things, I Give Thanks

I have much to be thankful for this year:

  • My health, which has improved greatly since June.  I am hopeful it will continue to do so.
  • My doctors and other health professionals, without whom I would not have been able to return to the healthy state I’m currently in.
  • My work, without which I am pretty sure I would not have purpose.  I am fortunate in that I love what I do, and I love where I do it.
  • My friends, without whom my life would be far less rich and a hell of a lot less fun.
  • My family, whose support of my decision to have WLS has meant so much, and without whom I would be truly lost.
  • Most of all, I am thankful for the unconditional love and support of my husband as we go through this path to better health hand in hand.

Even though I spent the better part of the day in bed feeling unwell (thanks, nature, you suck), I’ll call today a success.  Continue reading