When I met my husband over 2 years ago, I was a devote Weight Watcher. He lost some weight when he met me. Then, I went off the deep end (thus needing the surgery), and he gained about 25lbs along with me - so I was the bad seed here. I think, as I'm allowed to start eating normal people food (please Lord, please make that day come fast!), he's going to lose weight along with me. But, he's not really overweight. He has a cute little pooch, I have a cute new pouch - a match made in heaven!
The poor guy - I got out of the hospital on Thursday. I KNOW he didn't eat well while I was in there because he was running back and forth between my hospital and the one his Mom is in - tonight was probably the first good meal he had in over a week - he made himself a small steak and a baked potato. And he felt BAD eating it in the house - so he cooked it on the grill, and ate it in the family room (I was in the living room on the other side of the house). How sweet is that? He didn't want to eat in front of me, and he wanted to keep as much smell out of the house, powering up a huge gas grill to cook one small steak. God I love this guy! My tummy is so wacked out right now, a bite of steak would probably KILL me. No thank you - I'm having an affair right now with SF jello!
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Carolyn
"And so, the journey begins......"
Highest / pre-op / now / goal
315  / 250 / 139 / 155 (PCP goal - made it!)
LAP GBS w/Dr. C at "Club Pomerado": March 13, 2006
Success = wearing my size 6 pants!
"Shoes are proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy" (unknown)
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