3 yrs post-op and still enjoying it

Mar 16, 2011

I'm three years post-op and I never made my goal of the first number in my weight being a 1. However, I did lose over 250 lbs at my lowest weigh of 217. Life that required more of me lessened my three hour workouts seven days a week to one hour at least five days a week. A new husband and three growing and active children began to complain about eating salads, fish, chicken spinach and green beans on a regular. They didn't like the fish and eggs, or eggs and refried beans with salsa too much better. So I began cooking meals that were more to their liking. Yes, I even tried to prepare different meals one for them and one for me. I was spending way too much time in the kitchen and my food bill hit the roof. Then I discovered once they were out of the things they enjoyed they began eating mines asell. All of this to say I regained 50 lbs from my lowest and 30 lbs from my last dr's visit which was a month prior to my lowest weight. I own up to my weight gain. I can no longer wear the wonderful size 14 suits my family bought me because they were tired of me wearing baggy clothes. I'm doing everything in my power to lose those regained pounds. No longer do I focus on getting under 200 lbs but instead on getting back into my clothes. They still fit the waist mostly even more so now that I had the excess skin from my sides and back removed. But honey I have hips from hell. I told my husband that my stomach used to hide it but now they're there for all to see. My plastic surgeon, Dr. David E. Morales and my husband agree that I now have a hour glass shape and that most men love that look. I'll admit it's cute for a change coming from a slab of fat and skin. I didn't have a shape or definitions before but now I look some what normal if there is such a thing.
My life is fuller and I'm enjoying every minute of it. When I began this journey three years ago I was afraid of dying. My PCP told me I was having a heart attack. My ex-husband was battling some major health issues and we weren't expecting him to live too much longer (he's still living too). I went from worrying about my children being fatherless to motherless. I felt in my heart that they could survive without a father but they surely couldn't without their momma. Plus I was sure others would abuse my kids because they are free thinkers and questions things they don't understand. In other words they have smart mouths like their momma. I was afraid I would die on the table and even more afraid of dying period. RNY was my fighting chance to be here to see my children grown. The only physical goal I had was that I wanted to go Go-Kart riding with my children. I'm glad to say I did that.
If you take a look at my profile you will see the amazing journey my children and I have gone through. We walked in as many 5k's as possible. We even do things just for fun such as 8 miles walks and bike rides. We play in the pool for hours at a time. I'm more involved in their school and lives. I play with them and their friends. They are my biggest and greatest cheerleaders. They have made this journey so worth it and I would do it all again in a heart beat. A word to the wise now my children are making better food choices and they exercise on a regular. My youngest child was showing her principal at school her arms because she has begun to lift lite weights. This is truly a family experience.
15 months after RNY, a tummy tuck, and having my arms done I met and married a wonderful man. I tell others that he is my gift from God, Those on the outside think I changed because of my husband; he's a body builder but I didn't. In fact we met in church not at the gym. My uncle told me to get a man who enjoys doing things that I like to do which at the time was church and the gym; so for the first time I believe I did as I was told. However, my husband did restrict my workout to once a day for an hour. He felt going over that was a waste of time and he said he wanted us to do more than the gym. He has stood by me through two more plastic surgeries and the regain. He's still smiling and so am I. It's funny to me because he claims he has been with me through the good, the bad, the ugly, and the stinky. I tell him he missed the truly bad parts morbid obesity, RNY, and the first rounds of plastic.
I don't know what the next year will hold for me but I'm excited that I'm truly able to experience it. My family and I have a lot more road to cover and we're physically able to do it,. As for the short term goals I'm going to Six Flags Over Texas to ride something anything with my children for the first time. I want to walk up Stome Mountain in Georgia this summer. Finally, I'm going to resume my 4 miles daily walks and bike rides. Watch out you just may see me walking in your area. Be blessed

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