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Post-Op Life: Righting the Ship

This post is going to be fairly brief, as things around these parts are crazy busy these days.  But the crazy busy is in a good way.  So I’ll do a quick drive-by update with bullet points, because it’s about all I have time for right now.

  • Gallbladder surgery went well.  My recovery was smooth and uneventful.  I did learn at my follow-up appointment that my gallbladder had stopped ejecting bile properly, and as a result, cholesterol and bile had accumulated on the inside walls of the sac.  As my surgeon said, “It was definitely time for it to come out.”  So it’s good that I had the surgery when I did.
  • I also learned that I no longer have a fatty liver.  When I had my gallbladder removed, my surgeon did a liver biopsy, as the lab work I had done on my trip to the ER in June gave him cause to want to poke around there.  The path report revealed that I no longer had evidence of fatty liver disease.  This is huge, given that on the day of my sleeve surgery a little over 2 years ago, my liver had 60% fatty infiltration.  My surgeon was thrilled to learn that my fatty liver had been resolved by my WLS.
  • Looks like I’ll be having more surgery this year.  UGH.  My right knee has decided it’s had enough of being patched together with a neoprene brace.  I’m looking at getting it scoped over Christmas so that I can have 2 weeks off my feet, and more importantly, 2 weeks with someone around who can help me!  And depending on what happens with my shoulder, there may be yet another surgery in the cards for me this year.  My left shoulder has decided it’s had enough and can’t even.  So I will be heading BACK to the ortho to find out what the hell is going on with my shoulder once I get back from being out of town this week.
  • Regain is real, y’all.   So for those of you who are early on in the process of having WLS, or who have just had it, please don’t delude yourselves into thinking, “I’m going to lose this weight FOREVER!!!!” or say stuff like “That’s ______ pounds gone FOREVER!!!!”   Or at the very least, don’t say those things without realizing that while yes, losing the weight as a result of surgical intervention is fast and seemingly easy, keeping it off is much, much more difficult.  I’ll be real with y’all–I’ve gained back about 35 pounds this past year (scary, huh?).  I know exactly why and how, and I’ve decided to go back to a devil I know to lose it.  I’ll be starting Weight Watchers online next week in an attempt to get back down to the weight I was at this time last year.  I felt good, I looked good, I slept better, and I moved around better.  I need the structure that the WW program provides because clearly I can’t provide it for myself right now.  Also?  All I have ever tried to do in my life is lose weight.  I’ve never known how to maintain it.  Losing weight is something I am good at; maintenance is not.  I’m scared I’ll never learn how to maintain a weight I can live with.  So in the meantime, I’ll be back to weight loss mode so that I can at least have a shot at feeling good about how I look and feel again.

Well, that’s all I’ve got time for…work and meal prep are calling.

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Post-Op Week 86: Waving the White Flag, For Now

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I think my doctors were right.  The weight range I’m in now is probably a good weight for me.  For the past 3 months, I have bounced back and forth, up and down around the same weight on the scale, and I am discouraged.  I feel like I have disappointed myself.  I’m not giving up this fight, but I’m not giving it my best, and I know it.

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Post-Op Week 23 Progress Report and Less Than 100 To Goal!

Good loss this week. I think my losses are slowing down to a healthy 2-3 pounds a week as I approach the 6-months post-op mark.  I don’t care how long it takes me to get to my goal, just so long as I get there.

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Today marks another milestone: I now have less than 100 pounds to lose to get to my weight loss goal. I am less than 50 pounds from my surgeon’s goal.  It is weird to think that I could possibly be at MY goal by the summer.

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