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Goals

weigh less than my husband

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be less than 200 lbs.

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Take my son down the curvy slides at the park

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Buy clothes at a regular store...not a plus size store.

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awsmechica's Blog
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2 down and many more to go
on January 3, 2012 8:10 pm
Just over 2 months out and I am down to 255...today showed 253 *eek* I'm so close to 250 I can taste it!!! My pouch is still going strong with as the pouch of steel. I haven't had any problems, yet and am okay with that. My only thing that I am trying to do is slow down when I eat. I don't have any problems and I measure out my food so I don't overeat, but I can just eat fast. I kind of wish I would have that "you over did it" feeling so I would learn. One day at a time I guess. I took my 2 month pictures and saw a difference from my heaviest and now, so I figured I would post them on here. Pretty proud of myself, although I would like to finally say goodbye to those damn size 22 jeans that I can seem to STILL fit into. I am wearing 18s and 20s comfortably, but I would just like to say hasta la vista to those freakin 22s!!!!! Feeling blessed with my gift and noticing the energy spike and activity levels go up.

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One Month Down
on November 29, 2011 9:19 pm
Wow, I can't believe it. Its already been a month!! I know people say it either drags or flies by and my first 4 weeks have FLOWN.My surgery went well. No complications so far. Just the ridiculous gas pains and some throbbing in my shoulders from the position they had them during the procedure. I stayed in the hospital for 1 night and ended up sleeping in the chair for most of it bc it was more comfortable. As soon as they had me up and walking I was off. I guess not many people walk as far or for as long as I did bc the nursing staff was baffled as I lapped the nursing station. The next morning after a shower I walked up to the next floor while the nurse pushed my wheelchair beside me=) Go Me! Ice cold water went down really easily so I was able to get an entire bottle down before I was discharged. Once home Mom took over Jackson duties officially. I had some AMAZING friends take care of him while mom bounced back and forth between the hospital. Flash forward a couple days and I was walking laps up and down the street with my belly band on. My followup with Dr Cronk went amazingly well. He said from the looks of things he would of never guess I would of had surgery a week earlier if he hadn't seen my scares and known better. Woot! THEN...I lost 14lbs in my first week...DOUBLE WOOT!! The pure liquid diet killed me. I just wanted to chew something!! As soon as I could eat some runny grits I was all over it. 

Flash forward today and I am 4 weeks out. Everyone says that they can see a difference in me, but I am still not seeing it. Been told its normal. Took my one month pictures and measurements tonight. I can actually see the difference between the two sets of pictures. Also, I have lost a total of 9 inches (probably plus some because we could track where mom measured my waist at).

My big trouble is making sure I am eating the proper amount of food when I eat. I haven't really gotten any sort of overfull feeling, so I feel like I'm eating too much. Pulled out the scale and am trying my best. One day at a time...right? Trying to also get back into going to the gym. Jackson has been sleeping in lately and it makes it getting to classes in the AM difficult.

Well I guess that kind of sort of catches my story up!
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12 Hours
on October 27, 2011 7:39 pm
12 hours!! That's it...12 hours and I will be checking into Same Day Surgery!!! Tomorrow starts the first day or the rest of my life. (So epic sounding!) I am SO excited and terrified and calm...at the same time. I am very confident in the procedure. I have thought about writing letters to my husband and son, just in case, but that gets me thinking negatively and turns me into an emotion mess. I really wanted to, but I don't think I could handle the migraine I would give myself from crying through the entire process. I am puting my faith in God and know that he will watch over me and my loves tomorrow. Its because of Him that I am getting this opportunity to better my (our) future! See you all on the Loser's Bench!!!!!
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Disbelief of the future
on September 29, 2011 7:34 pm
Its really hitting me that I will be having surgery in a month! *wow* We just came home from Idaho and a birthday weekend with friends and family. While there I was able to talk to a couple really good friends about my wls and felt very comfortable doing so. The sad thing about the weekend is that a couple of my SUPER close friends, the ones that I wouldn't of thought twice about not seeing them didn't show up to any of our plans. Not gonna lie I was a little crushed. These are the girls that I was having a tough time telling about my news in the first place and now I won't see them until I will be 6 months post-op! This is what leads me into the disbelief. I am looking at friends blogs and pictures and their time frames for weight lost and clothing sizes. I can't believe that That can be me! I know that my family will notice a difference in my appearance around Christmas (2 months out), but not seeing anybody at home until 6 months is going to be crazy. Are they going to notice me? It just blows my mind!!! While we were gone we learned that the month we gained with DH's deployment being bumped, we are losing the time together because they are sending him to a school for the entire month. He isn't going to be here for my surgery=( I knew he was going to try to go to a training and miss the morning of my surgery, but he was going to be in town and would be there when I woke up. Now...he isn't going to be in the same state as me!. I'm hoping that he will be able to leave and meet me at the hospital the night of my surgery, but there is no reason to get my hopes up with the army. Thank God for my mom coming to help me out with DS!! Okay, now I am rambling! Just know that I am SUPER excited!!!!

Random note: I am able to talk about my current weight easier now. I think that I am accepting that I will not be 300lbs forever!!! It was nice hearing from my "little" brother that he only put me at 240 max...in my dreams AND near future=)
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I Gotta Date!!!! WoooHooo!!!!
on September 12, 2011 5:50 pm
I met with Dr Cronk today and it was amazing! I really like him. He is very personable for a military Dr. Before he looked at my chart he asked about me and wanted to know what my story was. He gave me a compliment telling me that I was one of the healthiest patients  he has had=) I may be fluffy, but I am healthy!!! My date is October 28, but I could of had the 21st. We decided to go closer to the end of the month because I have to have a endoscopy to check to see if some "blurs" on my upper gi were in fact blurs from the chalky drink or small ulcers. No big deal or anything to really worry about. He said that I can be put on some antacids or antibiotics and still be good to go for the 28th! I can't believe this is really happening...OMG!!! Mom is booking her plane tickets tonight and rescheduling her parent teacher conferences so she can be out here for 2-3 weeks to help with J.

OMG (again)....this is really happening!!!!

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My Story

Ever since I can remember I have been a big girl. Sadly thinking about when I last weighed my Now "ideal weight" of 165lbs I was in the 4th grade. That's just depressing. Luckily I have a very supportive family who never called my weight out or made me feel like less of a person for it. Even though my family loved me and made me feel comfortable for being me at home, school was a different situation. I knew I was bigger than the rest and couldn't shop in the Juniors department for the cute clothes I saw all of my peers wearing. When I did buy a cute shirt that may have been a little snug I always wore a baggy hoodie over it so you couldn't see my rolls. (When fleece vests were a trend I was in heaven!) For a fluffy girl I still stayed pretty active with choir, volleyball, basketball, and track. I was also the social butterfly jumping from group to group. I always made sure I had something funny to say or was there as a shoulder to cry on because that's all I thought I had to offer at that time because I was never the one to flirt or flirt with. It made me sad that I wasn't one of those girls, but made it my priority to not care about superficial stuff like dating, dances and stuff like that in HS. Once in college I was able to kill off that "funny girl" of the group and let more of my true personality shine through. Now not always having to be the one to make people laugh was nice, but I still turn into the mothering type for people. I think that its just part of my nature though and am still slowly starting to find the perfect balance of the funny, mothering person inside. As my journey through adolescence  was as eventful as most, my weight kept going higher and higher. By the time I was in college (in 2000) I was around 280 and wearing a size 26/28. Throughout the next couple years my weight fluctuated with the stress in my life. I would do really well and start a good workout regimen and then for one reason or another it would fail. I married my DH in 2007 and he joined the army in early 2008. There was a whirlwind of emotions hitting me all at once when he left for training. I realized that I had allowed myself to become emotionally dependent on someone for the first time since I lived with my parents. With Aaron now gone, depression hit so hard I can't honestly remember a couple months of that time apart. With the military comes speed bumps and my husband was gone for almost an entire year before we were able to be together. I had to move down to Texas to make it happen, but it happened. At this point I was topping the scales at 345lbs. (to be cont.)