Six Months Later...
I can hardly believe that 6 months have passed since I went to sleep and woke up with all my innards rearranged. And I can't even begin to describe how much everything else has changed too. But I'll try.
Six months ago, I could barely walk to school with the kids without being winded 1/2 way around the block. Today I can run around the block. This is amazing to me.
Like many others on this website, I will share my list of the good's and bad`s at this stage of my journey:
The Good (just a few):
I can shop in 'normal' stores.
I can fit a regular bath towel all the way around me.
I now weigh less than my husband.
Not only can I fit back into my wedding dress....it's way too big.
I exercise. Every day. Intentionally. And I (deep breath...) ENJOY it.
My feet have shrunk, which means shoe shopping is fun again.
My son keeps telling me I`m getting skinnier.
I use food for fuel, not for feelings.
I buy clothes that I love and feel good in....not just because they fit.
Goodbye CPAP machine.
Goodbye thyroid meds.
My family is becoming more active because I can now lead by example.
I not only smile for photos, I love being in them and rarely insist on a retake.
I have great cleavage because I can now buy sexy bras :)
The Bad:
Sorry; can`t think of one.
That`s not to say that there haven`t been struggles...there have. Figuring out my relationship with food has been the toughest part. Old habits are hard to break and this process is as much about behaviour as it is about the physiology of the surgery itself. At six months out, I can tolerate pretty much any food, which means that the choices that are before me are much wider and more varied than they were at 3 months out. So I am faced with more challenges every day. I have discovered that change happens one choice at a time. And my choices sure are different than they used to be. I choose to exercise. I choose to eat a high protein, low fat, low sugar diet. I choose to go to bed early and get good quality sleep. I choose not to weigh myself every day because I know that sometimes the scale is not my friend. I choose to look after myself physically and emotionally. Those choices empower me and they have allowed me to change my life. And I know beyond a doubt that I would never have been able to make these choices without this surgery. It has been a blessing.
I still have about 40lbs to go to get to my end goal, and the rate of weight loss is starting to slow a bit, which is OK, because as my husband always reminds me - this is a marathon, not a sprint. So I will keep my pace, knowing I`m on the right track and doing just fine.
Six months ago, I could barely walk to school with the kids without being winded 1/2 way around the block. Today I can run around the block. This is amazing to me.
Like many others on this website, I will share my list of the good's and bad`s at this stage of my journey:
The Good (just a few):
I can shop in 'normal' stores.
I can fit a regular bath towel all the way around me.
I now weigh less than my husband.
Not only can I fit back into my wedding dress....it's way too big.
I exercise. Every day. Intentionally. And I (deep breath...) ENJOY it.
My feet have shrunk, which means shoe shopping is fun again.
My son keeps telling me I`m getting skinnier.
I use food for fuel, not for feelings.
I buy clothes that I love and feel good in....not just because they fit.
Goodbye CPAP machine.
Goodbye thyroid meds.
My family is becoming more active because I can now lead by example.
I not only smile for photos, I love being in them and rarely insist on a retake.
I have great cleavage because I can now buy sexy bras :)
The Bad:
Sorry; can`t think of one.
That`s not to say that there haven`t been struggles...there have. Figuring out my relationship with food has been the toughest part. Old habits are hard to break and this process is as much about behaviour as it is about the physiology of the surgery itself. At six months out, I can tolerate pretty much any food, which means that the choices that are before me are much wider and more varied than they were at 3 months out. So I am faced with more challenges every day. I have discovered that change happens one choice at a time. And my choices sure are different than they used to be. I choose to exercise. I choose to eat a high protein, low fat, low sugar diet. I choose to go to bed early and get good quality sleep. I choose not to weigh myself every day because I know that sometimes the scale is not my friend. I choose to look after myself physically and emotionally. Those choices empower me and they have allowed me to change my life. And I know beyond a doubt that I would never have been able to make these choices without this surgery. It has been a blessing.
I still have about 40lbs to go to get to my end goal, and the rate of weight loss is starting to slow a bit, which is OK, because as my husband always reminds me - this is a marathon, not a sprint. So I will keep my pace, knowing I`m on the right track and doing just fine.
Kerry that was a wonderful post, a true joy to read. Congratulations on your success and thank you for sharing your positive outlook with us.
Toni..."Bravery is not the absence of fear, but the will to overcome it"
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Surgery JAN. 19th, 2012 - Down 120 lbs & 75 inches @ my last Weigh in!!!!
Thanks everyone :) This website has been such a gift; there is so much support and encouragement here. For me, it's been a safe place to come and share and listen and learn. I hope the 'newbies' find the support that I have...and I hope the 'vets' stick around and keep posting.
(Lisa!!!! Good to see you here. I'm going to message you on FB.)
(Lisa!!!! Good to see you here. I'm going to message you on FB.)