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Post-Op Week 82 Progress Report: Even Steven

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No change this week, and I am more than good with that.  This past week was a bit rough, and I fully expected to be up a lot this week as my week saw me eating so many things I don’t normally eat.  Cookies, brownies…my students brought these things in as part of a class project and I was not strong enough to say no to any of them until the end of the week when I was just flat tired of eating them.  I didn’t want the taste of them in my mouth, and I didn’t like the way they made me feel.  So the fact that the scale didn’t budge this week is actually a relief to me.  It could have been much, much worse.
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Good News and Not Eating the Feels

Finally got the results of my gallbladder ultrasound today.

No stones, no sludge, no inflammation, so no surgery.  At least not now.

But I was told I have a small polyp in my gallbladder.  Nothing to worry about, I was told.

I did ask that in the event I had to have my gallbladder out, who would do my surgery.  I was told that any of the surgeons in my doctor’s practice could do it.  I said, good because I like you guys.  And I do–I’m quite fond of all the doctors in my surgeon’s practice.

So that’s the one piece of good news I’ve received in the past few days.  I have a visitation and funeral to attend this week for a former student who was killed last Friday, and I’m still awaiting word on when a memorial service will be held for my father’s wife, who lost her battle with cancer last Wednesday.   I also have a banquet tomorrow night for a club I sponsor at school, which is a desserts party.  I’ve already planned how I’m going to handle it:  eat dinner right before so I’m not tempted to graze on the cupcakes, cookies and cake balls that I know will be there.  I am going to have one cupcake though, and I am going to make sure I walk at least 7500 steps during the day.  I’ve got this.

The overarching goal this week is to not eat all the feels.  I’m trying super hard to avoid stress eating, which is one of my downfalls.  I’m 12 pounds from Dr. Nicholson’s expectation for my weight loss.  I’d love to hit that before I head to Kansas City in June.  I know I’ll get there before I see him for my 1-year post-op in July, but I’d like to be well past his goal for me by the time I see him on July 10.

I’ve got this.