5 bags of clothes too big for me. Donating to a store called Second Life. Proceeds go to dog / cat rescue and maintenance.
Also- I got a cute new ‘do! Felt like all my old hair was weighing me down.
I’m one week PostOp now. Whew, made it! It’s been a rollercoaster.
Friday we got home and I used the pain meds well. Did not meet drinking or protein goals.
Saturday I did a little better with protein:
The next day my hubby made homemade broccoli soup. I took just the broth and added it to a scoop of unflavored protein.
It was ok. I felt full by the end. This was 4 oz. I made another for the fridge. The next day I heated it in the microwave and it changed into a weird custard like consistency. I didn’t eat it. Now I know.
Monday I had a visitor from school and she brought me a gorgeous basket from the faculty:
I also got out of the house. Doc said no driving for 2 weeks so my hubby drove. I had to meet my sleep doctor and take my APAP machine in. Even tho it’s new and lighter than my old one, it seemed really heavy. I wish my hubby had carried it more for me- which he would have if I’d asked, but he had errands too.
From there we went to Vida Flo Hydration Station. If you’ve never heard of it, it’s a place where you can go and get an IV bag administered by nurses for about $59. Cheaper than the ER, right? I went before surgery and loved it and became a member. Well Monday was not my day. I was so dehydrated they couldn’t find a vein, despite trying 3x. I have hard to find veins, so I’m used to it, but was disappointed.
That night I start increasing my water purposefully. The next paragraph is a bit graphic. You’ve been warned
Tuesday- oh joy! (Sarcasm) my bowels decided to wake up. The next 48 hours I would not wish on my worst enemy. Combination of opioid painkillers and zofran for nausea and dehydration had been bad. The crud inside was so dry I put on a glove and dug bits out. I tried miralax, MoM, Dulcolax suppositories, and even an enema. It was painful and gross. Wednesday the MoM got things more liquid, but there were 2 left bricks left. Over the course of the day they finally worked out, but not before making me really sore in the process. If you’re reading this, consider when you get home to wean off the strong pain pills when you can, increase water, and put some miralax in your water each day. I’m not a doctor, but I wish someone had told me this, or that I’d read about this somewhere.
Today I was talking with a midwife friend about how my hubby volunteered to get me some PrepH. She suggested I find a maxi pad or panty liner, wet it, pop it in the freezer for a few. Ahhhh. Better than a kiddie pool! Really helps reduce swelling today.
So for the past three days I’ve been getting 64oz of water in, and 60g of protein. Tonight I even had more broccoli soup with cheese sprinkles:
Surgery today is at 2pm EST. Dr. Westmoreland said it’s about 45 min long. I check into Tennova 2 hours beforehand. I had my last water around 8:15 last night. I’m thirsty this morning and a little hungry. Mostly excited to be on the loser’s bench. I know there will be pain and nausea, but I’m hoping for the best. My surgeon is very calming and reassuring. Hotels in Shelbyville are really expensive, but I’m glad we didn’t stay last night at the hospital.
At my weigh in yesterday I’ve lost 24lbs since my May 1st weigh in. The Nurse was extremely excited for me! My surgery weight is 25l lbs. Hopefully a month from now I will be at 225.
Today was supposed to be my surgery day. I wore myself out getting my classroom closed and caught a virus that gave me a productive cough. Surgeon gave me the option of taking a chance, but I’m not keen on pneumonia with a new stomach. So my new date is June 8. I was a bit disappointed but mostly glad that I could sleep all day yesterday and not drive up to TN.
Since my last post almost a month ago, I’ve had a lot of victories. My nutritionist put me on a week of high protein low carb diet, then 2 weeks of smoothies. Today starts my 3rd week. I suppose that with 2 Weeks more I could have hopped off for some tuna or eggs, but I have a bad history when it comes to getting back on the wagon. So I’m still doing all liquids. Yay for me. I’ve lost 15 lbs (accounting for clothing) since May 1st. I now weigh 257lbs. I had a stall at week three but I seem to be past it.
It’s been hard from a society standpoint to be on all liquids. Missing out in partaking of staff treats, group dinners, etc. My mom told me recently she doesn’t think she could do it. From a body standpoint I know what stomach hunger feels like, but I’m free of the munchies and cravings that plagued my life. So 2 weeks more. If this is to shrink the liver then I guess I’ll have the skinniest liver ever.
Good morning world.
Since my last post I’ve been a bit depressed about the state of my knees. Every little twinge now I see the X-ray in my minds eye.
I’ve also been eating a lot. I’ve visited places I wanted to eat before my liquid diet and I think I’m finally returning to sanity. Last night I asked hubby if it was ok that we not go to Cook Out. Instead I drank water, and half a cup of steel cut oats.
Sunday afternoon I make the 3 1/2 hour drive to Tennessee. Monday morning I will meet with my nutritionist for the first time and also meet my surgeon for the first time. To say I’m nervous about it is an understatement. It’s getting real.
The Wednesday after my 5k, some serious knee pain started on my right leg. By Friday it was waking me up in the middle of the night. Saturday I went to an Urgent Care and the PA there thought I may have a torn meniscus.
Fast forward to Tuesday when I got to see my orthopedist.
The good news was I don’t have a torn meniscus.
The bad news was I don’t have a meniscus.
Or cartilage. I have the knees of a 65 yr old, but I’m 48. Can I trade to get mine back?
But seriously – my ortho said my weight loss surgery will help by lessening the load. He’s very glad I’m doing it. He thinks that after the euphoria of the 5k wore off, my right knee said wtf did we do, days later.
I’m looking at replacements, 5-10 years out. I was shocked, thinking they weren’t this bad.
He’s curtailed my 10k steps for now, and no more 5k run/walks till a lot of weight has come off. He’s given me quad exercises to do, and to return to the office for cortisone shots if pain gets crazy again.
At least I know I’m headed in the right direction, and that I haven’t injured myself more. But now any little knee pain makes me think of those X-rays.
I forgot to write about my experience attending a bariatric support group for the first time. Even though my surgery is out of state, I can attend a nearby support group at the local hospital. It meets once a month, 7:30-9pm. Those that know me know this is late for me. Usually I am in bed between 8-8:30.
An amazing and dear friend from work came with me. Even though I would have gone alone, I cannot tell you how I felt hearing her words of support and praise of me. She truly is amazing.
My first impressions of the group were along the lines – oh hey, look it these skinny people! Look how much energy they have! This is what I want! There is hope for me yet!
It was a large diverse group. While I cannot speak of who was there or specific topics, suffice to say it reminded me of OA, but better because we are all somewhere in the bariatric surgery process. If you are reading this and haven’t attended a support group, I highly recommend it!