- Username: Cakes
- Location: Ahoskie, NC, USA
- Member Since: 11/14/2009
- BMI: 39.7
- Already had Weight Loss Surger
- Surgery Type: RNY (10/07/09)
- Surgeon: William Chapman M.D.
I'm Not In Any Photos Yet.
Before & After
There are currently no before and after photos for this member.See these instructions
if you wish to submit your own Before & After photos.
Surgeon TestimonialWilliam Chapman M.D.One the biggest fears I had with Gastric Bypass surgery was the mortality rate. When I first met Dr. Chapman two things changed the way I approached WLS, mentally and emotionally: 1) He was straight forward and spoke his mind. 2)He was confident and reassuring. He discussed what would happen and what to expect. I didn't even need to ask questions from my prepared list. Following my surgery, I looked at my small scars. I smiled at how great I felt and when Dr. Chapman came to visit, I said \" Dr. Chapman, they said you have gifted hands. I believe they are right.\" Beware however, he is so busy and so requested, don't be insulted that he has fellows and other staff who work with him - and you. But, they more than make up for the fast moving Dr. Chapman. I personally feel very fortunate.
Cakes's JourneyClick Here To View
Describe your behavioral and emotional battle with weight control before learning about bariatric surgery.
Shame, self hatred, poor health, social anxiety all contributed to the roller coaster ride with my weight loss battle. I spent 18 monts in the gym with a personal trainer and nutritionist and only lost 45 pounds. They could figure it out either. Then one day I read that only 5% at my size ever lose and keep off weight.
101 and I don't mean Dalmations on February 27, 2010 11:27 am
This morning, I got on the scale just from habit. Oooooh, I was I shocked when I saw that I was down to 239 pounds. That is 101 pounds lost. I got off and got back on. Off - On. Off - On. Yep. 239 pounds. Wow! One hundred pounds is a true WoW moment for me. I am not going to change my Health Tracker just yet - I want to make sure those numbers are "stable". But, I saw it and had my Wow moment. Nothing changes that. So, how's life by you???
| Leave a comment.
A Blessing and a Curse! on February 23, 2010 8:55 am
Been away for a few days. Went to my college homecoming. It was a blessing and a curse.
One of the most obvious love hate experiences to date. The women pretending to be so happy at my weight loss - who probably were secretly happy that I had gotten fat after college - really fat. Oh, the men - the men were acting stupid. Those same men who often gave me the "you have a sweet personality and cute face although you are fat look" for the past several years - well, they were talking instead of just looking
. Then there were the sincere shock and appreciation from others. Awe and words of encouragement. I had to be careful that I did not show off. Because inside I knew I had lost a lot of weight, but dang 245 is still fat!
Oh heck, I ain't gonna lie. I knew I looked better than I had in years. But, you know me, there is always a funny side. Some of the clothes I tried on two weeks before were falling off of me and pants were baggy. I had to wear some of those pants, as it was all I packed for everyday wear. I kept hiking them up even with a belt. You know, that sag you get in the front when there is no longer a stomach pushing it tight and no butt in the back?? I had to laugh at myself in the elevator mirror. Some I told the truth, others I said restrictive diet. One person just bodily asked, just how much weight have you lost. When I said 90 pounds and 80 to go, I left her standing there with her mouth still open. Ain't I a "bit**? (lol) I may have over eaten a little, but mostly, I found there is always something safe to eat or drink (water) - common sense eating. What an amazing concept!. I can't wait for next year with 80 more pounds gone. I will have to wear a bullet proof vest for all the "eye daggers" in my back. I am loving this WLS thingie!
| Leave a comment.
Good kick in the Pants! on February 14, 2010 12:05 pm
While talking to my baby sister yesterday, she asked, "How is the weight loss coming?" I said, "Its coming along OK." She jumped on the word OK like a bird on a June bug. "What the *&^*&*%$$% did I mean by, OK", she asked. " Have you lost your mind? You are not stretching your pouch are you? Are you overeating? Are you gaining weight? Are you exercising? What is wrong with you? Did you let them cut on your just to be, OK. You have come too far to be just, OK! Have you lost sight of the prize? Keep your eyes on the prize!" She wouldn't let me get a word in edgewise. I probably would have whined something that sounded like "but you don't understand" or "poor me", anyway. So I found myself laughing and when she took a breath, I said a simple thank you.
This morning when I woke up, the sun sure looked bright. I took my vitamins, baked some chicken, dusted off my food scale, made a great big pitcher of Crystal Light raspberry Lemonade, and I sit at my table looking out at such a beautiful day, wearing a dress that is way to big for me. Life is good. I am blessed.
Thanks baby sis for a good swift kick in my pants!
| Leave a comment.
Food - My drug of Choice! on February 12, 2010 8:45 pm
I am six pounds from 100 lost Six. 6. So why have I been doing things that slowed that accomplishment? I could not fully understand where my head was. Something was not right. Thank God for OH because two things happened. One) I read H*** post about complacency, rationalization and grazing. Two) I saw that B*** had reported that she was home from the hospital, I had the strangest feelings. I realizes I wanted her to share in "detail" how she was transitioning.
Let me see if I can word this right. OK, here goes. I miss the last four months. I was giddy with the challenge of drinking only prescribed liquids pre and post op. I miss that feeling of - sweet victory! I miss the newness of feeling full. I miss becomng excited about learning to eat all over again. I miss that first high of seeing my baggy jeans. I miss complaining about how much I was learning to hate boiled and scrambled eggs. Call the guys with the belted jacket - because I realize that I miss the experience of dumping when I ate something I knew I shouldn't have - the combined feeling of fear and excitement of my "first time". Everybody warned about dumping and hey - I was dumping! I guess what I am experiencing Is kinda like the empty nest thingie. All those feelings of wanting to strangle your teen are starting to fade and I need a new baby. All those big, exciting, scary, rewarding "first times" are gone.
Oh my goodness. I realize that I can't wait for B*** to write about her experiences so I can live vicariously through her, relive those "first times". So what do addicts do when that high is not there? They use. And, food is my drug of choice. But just like a drug addict - I am chasing the high (grazing) with no success. My relationship with food was killing me. I need to be careful never to let that happen again. Be ever vigilante. I am an addict for life, whether I am using or not. I have six pounds to lose to get to 100. I need to get busy living or give in to dying - slowly - but dying just the same!
| Leave a comment.
The Scales will Humble You. on February 2, 2010 12:38 am
The scales are playing with my emotions. Up and down 2-3 pounds. I'd like to think I am not worried, not concerned. But, it sure makes me stop and take an assessment of what I am eating and making sure I don't get complacent, and get my butt back to the gym. The further I get from my WLS date, the more I push the envelope. I have gotten slack in measuring and I sometimes skip meals. My taste buds change from day to day. I used to love a good T-bone steak. Now, a few bites and I put it aside. Just doesn't taste the same. I never thought I would rather have a bowl of navy bean soup.
I know they tell you not to put all your hopes in the "scale", but I know this... it sure will humble you when you see the numbers go up instead of down. Heck, I could write 91 lbs lost, but that blasted scale keeps creeping back those 2-3 pounds. I am humbled to the point of submission!
| Leave a comment.