Today’s food choices:
Today’s food choices, from upper left: scrambled eggs with ham and cheese (I had part for breakfast, and part for my mid-day snack, tossed the rest); multivitamin and calcium supplement x2; beef chili with a bit of American cheese and some vegetarian chili (I ate the navy beans out of it, so about 1/4 cup of that); Isopure Zero Carb; turkey picadillo taco filling with a sprinkle of Monterey Jack cheese on top.
In other news…
My love came home today!
I went to the hospital a bit earlier today to see if I could catch any of the doctors, nurse practitioners…whoever would be visiting J this morning to declare him discharged. He was sitting up in a recliner–the same one I spent most of my time in the hospital in–and sipping on some water when I arrived. This was a relief, as yesterday he couldn’t have sipped more than a half a teaspoon at a time without becoming seriously nauseated.
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Today was my husband J’s second full day in the hospital.
This is proof positive that every BODY is different in how they respond to this surgery. Compared to my recovery, his has been a bit rocky to say the least. No leaks or anything like that, thank goodness, but he’s experienced some things that neither of us anticipated would happen. I am just grateful that he is staying at a top notch hospital, that we have health insurance, and that he is getting fantastic care from the nurses and other health professionals who have visited him so far. Continue reading
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First, as promised: progress photo from week 5:
I posted the copy with the incorrect math on my Twitter and Instagram feeds…oops.
Today was a very long day that began for me at 2:30 this morning. It began so early only because my body woke me up before my alarm clock had the opportunity. I tried to go back to bed but decided it was useless when I was laying there, wide awake at 3 am. I determined it would be better for me to just go ahead, get up and shower, then fix myself something to eat because I knew I’d need it for the morning I had in front of me.
My husband had sleeve surgery of his own today.