Well it has been three months since my surgery, and I find that I am able to keep most things down... I am still not eating more that 2-3oz. of food per meal... most days some turkey and cheese for lunches, a protein bar for breakfast.  Snacks... iffy... sometimes I have a slim jim or half a protein bar... I really find it hard sometimes to even think about food... That itself is a huge change!  I look at the clock and think "what time is it, did I get my protein in" ... it is a conscious effort to make sure I get enough protein.  I find that I am craving pretzels... the hard ones... so every now and then I will have a few at the end of the lunch.  My fear is what happens if that desire to munch without looking at quantity comes back? maybe it would be better if I didn't have them at all? At least that way I know I wouldn't be tempted.  I have an extreme lack of imagination with cooking... being single and living alone-- meals for one are hard to cook... so I either make a huge amount of something and freeze or eat it for a week so it doesn't go bad.  

I am so thankful for this surgery.  I have an extreme amount of weight to lose and sometimes I think it will never come off.  I was squeezing myself into 30/32 stretch clothes...but if I am truthful, I really should have been wearing 6x/7x to have them fit right.  I am now able to wear the cotton knit 26/28's and still not able to fit 30/32 linen type pants (the material with no give)... I would probably be doing better if I exercised more, but at this point it is still hard to do that. I can walk further than before and don't lose my breath as fast...but to walk for exercise still hurts. 

I really would love to know how much I weigh at this point. I still cannot use the scale at my doctor's office.  It only goes up to 350.  I promised myself that I was doing this to be healthier... but I really need to see the numbers move and I don't know why.  Maybe it is society’s perception that we are judged on our weight. Maybe it is the only way I can notice some progress. I want to get another picture of me taken so that I have something to compare progress with... the monthly pics... I look at myself and I don't see much of a difference in the mirror. I actually have contemplated driving the two hours each way to get weighed... LOL... sometimes I really think I need my head examined! 

Blessings to you all on this Easter Day.  May we always remember how blessed we are for all that we have received.

Smiles, Chelle