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BMI 35.5!!!

Thu, 11 May 2006 22:17:09 GMT

This is the latest pic of me taken today! I'm on my way!

Monday, April 10, 2006

Mon, 10 Apr 2006 12:02:29 GMT

Monday-the official weekly weigh-in day. I am at.........(drumroll please) 207!!!! Go me!

I'm very happy!

Say HI to my BMI if 37.2! Whoo hoo!

Thu, 06 Apr 2006 19:15:19 GMT

Hey hey!

Down to 210 as of my official weigh in on Monday and that makes me down from a 40 BMI to a 37! Go me!

Monday, April 03, 2006

Mon, 03 Apr 2006 20:08:03 GMT

Well today I weigh in at 211. Still not fast enough for me. My thyroid levels are all wrong again. My PCP called me today with the results of the test on Friday and said that my levels are still low, so she called me in another new prescription with a higher dose. I hope that it helps because I feel so cruddy.

I think I might be coming down with strep throat again. At first I thought my throat was just irritated by all the vomiting I have been doing. Now I'm not so sure.

STUCK at 214.5!!!

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 13:12:34 GMT

I haven't lost a pound since the 20th. I'm doing everything like I'm supposed to, so I don't know why I'm not losing anything. I've hit a really stubborn plateau and it's really annoying me. It makes me sit and wonder why I did this to myself! I am having some trouble with vomiting here in the past week. If something doesn't settle well, it will come right back up! Saturday it was salsa, last night it was Tuna Fish. I do OK when everything is pureed and if I eat super, super slow. Otherwise I end up having it come right back up.

I am still exercising every day, too. I don't know why I'm not losing any weight! I thought this surgery was supposed to make it so I lost a lot of weight! GRRRR!

Monday, March 20, 2006

Mon, 20 Mar 2006 16:54:08 GMT

I sure wish Spring would hurry up and get here. I'm so sick of winter!
I weighed in at 214.5 today. I'm losing weight, just not as fast as I'd like. I have lost 21 pounds since I came home from the hospital. I am walking for a half hour every day like I'm supposed to, even though it really kills my knee. I moved to the semi-solid stage of food today, and I'm doing pretty good with it. I do feel more full for a long period of time, too. I just have to watch my blood sugars. I am trying to focus on drinking even more water than I am, because I think that's the key. Well, that's all the update for today. Not too much going on or exciting to report. Friday I have my two week post-op check up. I'll share more then.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Tue, 14 Mar 2006 20:12:45 GMT

Wow. I can't believe some teens are SO rude these days, like I guess it's because they have bad parents or something. I had some teen-aged twit leave a comment on here that I'm too old to have a Xanga site. Well, who made HER the judge of that? Obviously she's too young to have manners. Then she proceded to tell me to lose weight (which, gee, is why I thought I had the WLS to begin with, moron) and this and that about the pancreas being able to keep up with the food I eat, yadda yadda, and that she should know because she's a diabetic. Hmmm, I'm a diabetic too, a Medical Assistant, and a Nursing Student. I have a pretty good feeling I know a bit more about me and my situation esp medical than her. WHAT a tool! I took the comment off because it was just way too stupid to remain on here, but can we say L O S E R ? I mean, who goes to a Xanga site that's a blog of someone's weight loss surgery and tells them to lose weight, and then proceeds to give medical advice when they aren't a doctor or anything?

GET A LIFE, CHILD!

"It really was no miracle, what happened was just this...."

Mon, 13 Mar 2006 13:54:13 GMT

Hola! Greetings and salutations to all! Today I wanted to tell you about my experience pre-op a week ago today. I had meant to do it before and I just got lazy, so here goes!

We arrive at Genesis Medical Center East in Davenport. A really GREAT hospital with a wonderful bariatric surgery department. I go to surgical check in and they weigh me. I was nervous because Friday at my appointment with my surgeon, they warned me that if I gained too much weight over the weekend, that my surgery would be postponed. They had me on a high-protein-low-carb diet for two weeks, and then were going to clean me out on Sunday, I didn't figure I'd gain any weight by Monday. My surgeon told me about a lady who gained 15 pounds right before her surgery. What she must have had to eat to do that is really beyond me! At any rate, I checked in and got weighed and was several pounds lighter than Friday even due to the lovely cleansing cocktail the day before. They took me to a holding room and I changed into my gown - NOT so fashionable, let me tell you. My nurse, Hope, came in to start my IV and do the preliminary paperwork and things like that. The IV went in really well, they numbed the skin before they did it. My room didn't have a bathroom so you had to walk up the hall to go. Quite fun, flappin in the breeze, but no big deal. They came and checked my blood sugar, since I am diabetic and THAT hurt worse than the IV did. The lancet device that hospital uses is like the Dracula of all lancets and I wish they would retire it. My fingers hurt worse than anything in my whole hospital experience. My OR nurse came and introduced herself as Peggy, and she was SO sweet and reassuring. I instantly liked Peggy. Then the anesthesiologist came in and I got to meet him. He was a rather dashing fellow by the name of Dr. Anderson who reminded me of George Hamilton. Very tan and buff. All the doctors seemed to be that way at this hospital. Maybe it's a job requirement, part of the uniform or something...LOL Anyway I told him I was really anxious and asked him for something to take the edge off. He said no problem and a little while later they came and put something in my IV. So, not too much later I had to use the rest room again, so off I went. I rang for the nurse when I was done and she came and got me and told me they were ready for me. I walked back into my holding room and just started crying on my husband's shoulder. Peggy and he just kind of freaked out and didn't know what was wrong with me. In the bathroom I had decided I didn't really want to do this, I was so hungry that I just wanted to leave to go get something to eat and I wanted to leave! Peggy got me on the table and put some Versed into my IV, and after that things got very calm, very quickly. She took me over to the OR and I have to tell you, I don't remember much about it at all. I remember I thought the room was small and that it was cold. They put a warm blanket on me and had me scooch down the table till my feet touched the bottom. Everything was pretty fuzzy and I was not nervous anymore. That's the last I remember until recovery, which is even more blurry. I don't think I woke up much in there. I remember going back up to my room, kind of, and that the hospital transporters were all tatooed up. I woke up with an NG tube and I was a little mad about that. First they told me I would have one. I dealt with that idea but wasn't very happy about it. So when I checked in earlier, they told me they don't do them with lap RNY anymore and that I wasn't going to have one, so I was VERY happy! So when I woke up with one I was like "WHAT the HELL is in my throat???" That was absolutely horrible and I HATED it. It hurt like the dickens. I had to keep it in until after my upper GI to check for leaks, which thankfully I didn't have. They took the tube out right afterwords and what a weird feeling THAT was! So, first out was the catheter ( I didn't like it either, I wanted to walk but that made it so uncomfortable), then the NG tube and then the day I was released they took out my JP drain and IV. It was an experience I want to remember all my life, especially when I'm craving a fattening food. I want to remember just how much I went through and ask if eating something bad would be worth doing that all over again.

I'm feeling great now, and I only wish I had been warned about how emotional I was going to feel IMMEDIATELY after surgery and how narcotic pain relievers can exacerbate that. Things started getting so much better when I stopped taking them. I didn't really need them anyway, the actual surgery gave me very little pain at all. My surgery ended up taking a lot longer than they had anticipated due to bad adhesions in my abdomen, so even after all the rough work inside, I still had very little pain.

There IS a light at the end of the tunnel. Depressive thoughts immediately after your operation are NORMAL and OK. If you are a food addict like me, it's damned scary to give up your life-long, best friend. Please feel free to e-mail me if you feel badly post-op. I'd be glad to talk with you!

I FEEL GREAT TODAY!!!

Sun, 12 Mar 2006 15:24:22 GMT

I am feeling so great today! Really started feeling a little better yesterday, but today I'd say I am almost back to feeling normal. I still get tired really easy, but that's it. I don't have any pain in my five little incisions or anything. I started walking yesterday with my husband outside. We tried to walk today but it was too cold and windy yet for my tastes! Thursday and Friday were my hardest days so far. I had so many regrets and was so depressed and sad, I kept thinking "What the HELL have I done to myself?" I thought I had for sure made the biggest mistake of my life. I started the second stage of the diet today, one day early. I knew I wasn't getting enough to eat and drink and that my body was ready for me to move ahead. It was only one day ahead of schedule, so I'm not worried about it. I feel great, have have had no problems since I switched over and I figure that no one knows my body like I do and medical people aren't infallible.

More later!

Friday, March 10, 2006

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 12:31:23 GMT

Well, Monday I had my surgery. I've been waiting to feel well enough to post and today I am feeling much better. Let's go back to Sunday, the 5th of March with the bowel prep. All I can say about that is "Damn!". On Sunday I could eat a normal breakfast and I was supposed to eat a full liquid lunch, which I ended up skipping. Big mistake there, let me tell you. At 2pm, I had to drink half of my Fleet's Phosph Soda Laxative mixed in 8 oz of H2O. Ok the stuff was nasty but not as nasty as some other medicines I have had to take. Then you had to drink 4- 8 oz clear liquids over the course of the next 2 hours. I was starting to want to to throw glasses at my husband who kept telling me "It's time to drink now, it's time to drink now!" Now, don't get me wrong. Charles has been an absolute ANGEL throughout this whole process. He has been so supportive and has taken great care of me. But, that also means making me do things that I don't want to do even though I'm supposed to do them and they are good for me. So I took the laxative and the drinks and for the L O N G E S T time, NOTHING happened. I was getting really worried that it wasn't working and that my prep wasn't going to be done for my surgery and that they wouldn't do it. Well, right before it was time for my 2nd dose, it kicked in and I was soooooooooo miserable.

So, the next day was the "big day". I remember having a lot of second thoughts about the whole procedure, just because I was sooooo hungry. I've had the oddest food cravings since my surgery too. I can't wait to get some spaghetti eaten! I know it's a long way off, but when I can have normal food again, that is the first thing I'm getting. The good news is that I'm already off of my diabetes meds! They had me on insulin in the hospital but at such a low dose that my surgeon didn't really think I needed it anymore at home. I'm still pretty swollen from anesthesia too. I have my first check up on March 24th, so we'll see what I weigh then. I weigh more now than I did before I had my surgery, which I hear is kind of common.