I am actually 3 days early to post this, as my 9 month surgiversary is 3/14/18. I have to admit it is pretty crazy that it has already been 9 months!
Last week gave me an opportunity to obtain two photos that I want to share with you. I really don't have many pre-surgery photos, as I was always the one yelling to delete any pic I was in, or to dodge all pics as much as I possibly could. In the fall of 2016, they decided to put together a book for the police agency that I work at. Sadly for me, that meant a photographer coming in and taking our pictures. For once, I could not yell at someone to delete the pic. When I saw this pic, I was depressed. And it was also the pic they used on an ID card, so it was in my wallet and I had to see it. In hindsight, I see now that this pic is what prompted me ask my PCP about weight loss surgery. This pic was the kick in the pants that I NEEDED to do something for me.
The second pic was taken last week, after an 80# weight loss.
I am overwhelmed by all the changes at times. I have a hard time with sizing. Yesterday I bought a size 8 pair of shorts at Old Navy. SIZE 8! I don't ever remember being in single digit sizes. It's strange. I hold things up in the store and think "there is no way I will fit into this," and then it fits. I don't know if that is a body image issue, or just getting used to the new me.
I still mentally struggle with the fact that my restriction won't let me eat larger quantities of food. But then I remind myself that I feel great, and I can have small samples of whatever I want so I am really NOT deprived at all. I also save the food for leftovers if it is something particularily awesome that my stomach just does not have room for at the moment.
My foot is slowly getting better from the Plantar Fasciitis. I am still doing 35-50 mins 5x per week of some sort of cardio, usually still stationary biking. The weather is getting nice here now though so I plan to get back to walking.
I find myself worrying more about my husband and his weight. He eats good when we are home, but at work/lunch time he does not lol. I don't want to be the irritating wife, but I do want him to live a long healthier life. His genetics are horrible for high blood pressure/heart issues. Sometimes I feel like I must be annoying to be around, since this healthy stuff has become so important to me.
I also wonder when people will stop saying "hey skinny!" in the hallway at work. It is flattering to have your hard work acknowledged, but I don't want to get in a position where I need their affirmation to feel good about myself (if that makes sense).
So there you go - ramblings from TammyP, aka "Hey skinny" <3
I had my 6 month follow-up today, though technically 12/14 is my 6 month mark. Everything went great. I weighed in on their scale at 169.8 (their scale is still heavier than mine). BP was 138/80, resting heart rate was 68. They said my BMI is 25, and I am no longer overweight. She was so complimentary, and it was so affirming for me. She said I get an "A+" LOL.
The lowest I can ever remember weighing in my adult life was 165. That was 20 years ago when my girls were young. When setting my goal weight, I decided to try for 10 pounds less than that, since I was going to have this handy new tool to help me. 155 became the magic number. The doctor/nutritionist said 155 was surely do-able. I am continuing to focus on that goal and I would love to reach it by my birthday on January 24th. If not, I won't be shattered. I will get there soon enough.
Food is still very much a mental game for me. I was off work the week of Thanksgiving, and was not able to exercise very much. I was also around foods/carbs/sweets that I don't normally have around me. I rationalized one bite of this, or a bite of that. After that week, I was up .6 pounds. I was angry at myself. I swore at my scale. I was immediately crabby. My husband looked at me and said, "My God babe, it's only a half a pound." Yep, I was pissed over 1/2 a pound! But that 1/2 a pound put me back in the 170's and I didn't wanna go back there. Sounds crazy, huh?
Over Christmas we are off work for a week and spending the holiday with my daugher in Wisconsin. Luckily my daughter is a healthy eater, but I know I won't get much exercise as it is freezing outside there...so again....I worry.....
Maintenance is coming. I am terrified. #HowToMaintain I am very interested in hearing from people who were exercising through out their entire weight loss period. Did you just add some calories? Allow a few more carbs?
Today is my 5 month surgiversary! And let me preface this by reiterating that...I am not a Blogger! This journey has been triumphant at times, and trying at times. I do not wish to sugar coat my experience, but here goes!
My first meeting with my surgeon/weight loss facility was in January 16, 2017. I had surgery on June 14, 2017. I was also diagnosed with sleep apnea during this time period (February), since I needed a pre-existing condition for my insurance to cover WLS. The only way they cover with no conditions is if your BMI is 40%+ (morbidly obese). I was just over 35% BMI at that time. I remember meeting with the surgeon and him asking about my medical conditions, and I said no diabetes, no BP issues. Then he asked about sleep apnea and my hubby sitting in the corner was like "Yes, yes...she definitely HAS sleep apnea!" LOL...apparently he was correct since the sleep clinic diagnosed me the next month. I feel like everything suddenly fell into place, and before I knew it, it was June and I was having WLS. I can honestly say this is one of the best decisions I have ever made for myself. I have lost almost 61#, and have 18# to go until my goal weight of 155. I feel a lot more confident at work. I have energy! I don't come home from work and pass out for an hour. I don't fight feeling like I am going to fall asleep at the wheel on my drive home from work. I can go up and down a flight of stairs and not have any laboured breathing whatsoever. I am walking 5 miles per day, 5 x per week. WHAT?! Who is this person?
I wanted to share a couple of pictures. This first one is from 2012. I would guess I was in the 240# range. We were having a pool party in our backyard, and I guess I felt somewhat covered in the coverup. I hated these parties. I was the largest woman there and so self conscious. As the years went on, I didn't even get in my pool with them. I would just sit in a chair in shorts and a t-shirt and pray I didn't roast too death. I was too self-conscious to even be in my own pool with anyone but my husband. I had no idea my hubby still had this pic on his iPad. I am sure I yelled at him to delete it.
The second pic is from last month, so 4 months post OP. My sister was bugging me for a pic since she lives in another state. I thought I'd do the cheesy selfie!
The biggest thing I would tell anyone contemplating WLS is that this is far more a mental game than anything. There are many obstacles to get through to get to your surgery date. Surgery is not fun - there is some pain in recovery for a few days at the least. But post-surgery, your entire mindset towards food needs to change. I have been given a tool that prohibits me from gorging myself on food. But this tool is only effectve if I am in control of what I put in my mouth!
I thank God for Thinner Times. Y'all are the best! <3