First of all, let me say Happy Mothers’ Day to all you lovely ladies with offspring!
I am doing fairly well to this point. I seem to have passed through most of the pain in my belly, and I think I’ve pretty well learned how to swallow liquids without getting too much air down with them. I’ve been doing well with my liquids – pushing for roughly 100 ounces per day at a minimum. I know this seems like a lot, but pre-op, I was regularly over 300 ounces per day. I’m still a pretty big guy.
I am feeling well enough that I plan to return to work tomorrow. I have my boss on alert that I might not be able to make full days just yet, but at least I’ll be back in the office. My mother went home today. She has been here helping with the kids all week, but I have been lifting my little one for the last two days. Really no more pain in lifting him (~40 pounds) than in just lifting my own butt up out of the recliner or off the bed… so I think I can take care of getting him to daycare and back now.
On the challenge side of things… I do still have some swelling around my incisions, a huge bruise at the site of my second (post-op) heparin injection. I have also had some loose stools the last couple of days (but at least no constipation!) Another challenge that hit me out of the blue this afternoon was Li’l Caesar’s Crazy Bread… ugh… here’s the story: yesterday, because it was most convenient for everyone, we celebrated Mothers’ Day at my house for my lovely wife, my mother, and my mother-in-law. I spent a large part of the day cooking – yes, I cooked. I made a huge beautiful green salad, baked potatoes, sautéed mushrooms, grilled filet mignon, plus all sorts of appetizers, and then my mother-in-law brought a lemon ice box cake, and my brother-in-law brought some beautiful peel and eat shrimp. Now, keep in mind that all of these were some of my favorite things to eat as a pre-op… but it really and truly did not bother me. Not when I was cooking, not when they were eating, not when I helped clean up. I knew I couldn’t have it, I was really not hungry, and it just didn’t bother me. BUT, today, with all the company gone, my lovely wife and our 10 year old decided they wanted Li’l Caesar’s…I had to get out and get gas anyway, so I went to pick up pizza and crazy bread for them. It never crossed my mind that this would bother me after all the food from yesterday, but I wanted some of that Crazy Bread and Sauce SO BAD. I finally had to get them to finish it all and get it out of here to remove the temptation. I had some strained soup and some Crystal Light instead, and I’m making it through. It was just so weird that this would be something that would bother me so much…
Anyhow, all in all, I couldn’t be more pleased with my progress. I am down 11 pounds today from Monday morning. I feel good, my energy is up. I haven’t been nauseous since I got home from the hospital. I’m getting pretty tired of the liquids in general, but I know I can make another week if I keep telling myself that I’m doing it to protect my new sleeve. I managed to quit smoking without killing anyone, surely I can make this one more week while I wait on a scrambled egg and some refried beans.
That’s about it for now… everyone have a great week!