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Post-Op Week 106: Revisiting the Pre-Op Diet

So it’s been 2 years since my VSG surgery, and I’m on the brink of a second surgery.

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Post-Op Week 89: Lessons From the Reset

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Well, the reset got me back down to my pre-Christmas weight, which is good.  I had to relearn the things I learned during that pre-op period, which were tough.  My doctor’s plan was very strict as pre-op plans go, so I knew the week was going to be hard.

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Post-Op Week 78 Progress Report: Revising the Goal and Goals for 2015

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Not pleased by the scale this week but after some careful thought and some good old-fashioned data analysis (ever the scientist, I am), I know why I am up and into a weight range I do not feel comfortable being in.

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Post-Op Week 71 Progress Report: Is This Real Life?

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Surprised by this week’s progress.  I traveled out of town for a conference,  so planning for meals was tough because I didn’t know what would be available.  I did work out two of the three mornings of the conference as my hotel had a fantastic gym in the bottom of it.  I also ended up walking nearly 15000 steps each day I was away.  I think that helped stave off any potential weight gain I could have had.  Given how I did eat while I was away, I was shocked it didn’t show up more on the scale this morning.  I dreaded stepping on it this morning but knew I needed to hold myself accountable, so I put on my big kid pants, sucked it up and weighed.

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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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Post-Op Week 36 Progress Report: Tweaking the Program

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This week’s progress was a surprise.  I lost what I’d gained last week due to water retention, and then a little extra.  I will note that I am still retaining water (stupid hormones; it’ll stop this week thank goodness), as my ankles are a little puffy and parts of me are still swollen.

As I move forward through my 8th month of post-op life into my 9th, I’ve decided it’s time to tweak things again to make this tool work to my advantage.  I have 73 pounds left to lose to get to my goal and 23 to get to my surgeon’s goal.

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Saturday in Photos

Today was a good day.  I’ll show you in pictures.

First, I crossed the 150 pounds lost mark:

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Left: me, minus 154 pounds. This is what I’ve lost since June 2013, when I began pre-op dieting. Right: me, minus 195 pounds–what I’m down from my heaviest recorded weight.

I’m nearly down 200 from my highest weight ever. I am now at the weight that it seems most folks who have the sleeve START at when they have surgery. This is both fantastic to me and distressing at the same time. Fantastic because I never imagined I’d be in this weight range, but distressing because I feel like I still have so much more to go to get to my goal.  I am feeling bones in places I have never felt them before, and seeing a body shape that I didn’t realize I had, and I’m wondering if perhaps 170 might be too thin?  I guess I won’t know until I get down under 200 pounds, but that isn’t going to happen for a while yet.

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#fatgirlslimproblems

First, I apologize for the sporadic posting this week.  Spring semester is always busy for me, so my posts may start becoming more and more spread out as we inch closer to the end of the school year.

#fatgirlslimproblem 1:  Work is burying me right now, and I’ve taken on extra work outside of school to make ends meet.  This post-op life is costing so much more than I imagined it would:  therapy costs, doctors’ visits, labs, clothing…all of it is more than I can handle financially.  And as my salary hasn’t increased to keep up with the cost of living much less the costs of all the stuff previously mentioned, working a second and third job is what is needed.  My flexible spending money is gone–I blew through all $2000 of it by January 1 (our plan year starts September 1), so this plan year has been a very expensive one.  While my insurance premium cost dropped, my deductible doubled (from $1200 to $2400) as did my out of pocket max (from $2400 to $4800), so my healthcare costs have been much, much higher than they were last year.

What really sucks?  We don’t have benefits election until AUGUST this year.   Why?  Because TRS can’t figure out what they want the insurance rates to be.  So now I won’t be able to appropriately figure out how much to set aside for health care costs for next year.  Bastards.

So when does our plan year start over again?  SEPTEMBER 1.

Thanks, BCBSTX TRS-ActiveCare, you suck.  I’ll continue working 3 jobs just to pay for health care.  UGH.

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Post-Op Week 30 Progress Report

Today’s progress report is going to be a quick one since I’m currently buried in work from both school and the Texas Education Agency (TEA).

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This week finally saw the scale move in the downward direction for the first time in about 3 weeks.  I can’t even tell y’all how exciting it was to see the scale dip down this morning when I stepped on it.  I didn’t care how much it went down so long as it was down.

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We Are All Works In Progress

Dear People Who Stare Disdainfully At Me Everywhere I Go:

Go ahead.  Ogle me with your eyes, mouth agape, jaw completely slack.  Go ahead and think the completely judgmental thoughts you’re thinking about me–I don’t give a flying fuck.  This has happened my whole life so I’m used to it.  Doesn’t mean I like it, but I’m used to it by now.  My skin is pretty thick.

You don’t know me, you won’t know me, and I don’t want to know you.  All I need to know about you I’ve learned from your disapproving stares.  You know the one, because you’ve perfected it by giving every fat person you see the Exact. Same. Stare.

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