Today has been two weeks since surgery. I have noticed in the past few days that I have had less and less energy. I think I might have had an adreneline high for a week or so, because I remember feeling so much better than I thought I would. I lost 3 pounds this week, making a total of 11 in two weeks. Nothing too stellar. I realized early that I could get really obsessed with weight loss if I weighed myself daily, so I decided to weigh once a week, on Fridays. The scale gets put away during the week. I think I am disappointed in my lose. I have read too many other blogs and seen too many before and after pictures to think they lost so slowly. So, again, I think looking at so many blogs/pictures could also be obsessive and discourage me. I will loose when I loose. It is hard to trust this surgery will work because I have never been successful at weight loss; or keeping it off once lost. So, I guess I don't want to get too excited or set my expectations too high. I am eating a very little amount of food right now and exercising almost daily; 2-3 miles of walking daily. What more can I do? I need to be satisfied and involve myself in other pursuits....to keep myself sane.

This past weekend has been a bit tiring but good. I had a little set back, or so I thought, with my healing incision. All is good now, but it cost my husband and I a bit of lost sleep, a alot of worrying and an ER payment before it was all over. I am happy to say, everything is normal. My good doctor, who I will review shortly for all to know about, was at the airport waiting for a flight out to Spain for vacation and he came back to his office to see me when his nurse called to tell him I had a problem. Wow! is all I can say. He was pleasant and not at all upset to come see me. Thanks to him and his staff for truly being there.

Today is day 2 at home. I am already bored. I thought having all this time off from work would be great, and it will be once I have a bit more energy. So, this morning, I went for a short walk, about 1/2 mile. Then, about an hour later I went for another one, 1 mile long. Then a few hours later I went along with my daughter on her errands and we were gone for 3 hours. I sat in the car for all of her errrands, but went into WalMart with her. Wouldn't you know, I met a lady from church who had all kinds of questions for me. I was glad to see her and talk to her, but I was starting to get weary and it seemed impossible to politely end the conversation. Eventually, we parted ways, and I wanted to get our shopping done ASAP. I bought some of my allowed foods but I could not find a good low sugar frozen yogurt, so I walked away. There are enough things I can eat. I just don't want to be bored. I am tired now, but hesitate to take a nap because I want to sleep well tonight. No pain meds so far today (3pm), so I'm glad about that. It's a different world sipping on fluids and eating very small portions of crackers, soup and yogurt, but it's worth it. I feel better when I eat a little something every 2-3 hours. I feel full, but when I think about what I ate, I realize I ate so very little. And the pounds are dropping....

Hello everyone. I'm home now, Monday, three days post op. I just had my first peanut butter cracker and a small amount of cream of potato soup and it was GOOD. I think I'm done with ice chips and apple juice for a few days. Yesterday, they were suppossed to start me on milk, jellow, crackers, broth, etc, but didn't. So this am I get my first tray and it has all that on it and I'm afraid to try any of it, except the jello and both; I figured they were liquids, too. The milk and crackers scared me, but apparently, I'm okay to go on those, too. I'm really tired today, too. I have been walking and walking in the halls, around and around the nurses station. I was probably annoying to the staff, but oh wel. I really like the hospital bed with all its' controls to make it just right, but I am glad to climb into my own bed today. Thanks to all who wrote notes and included me in their prayers. It all went really well. My family were great in bringing me lotion, a massager, lip balm and most importantly, their hugs and kisses. Bless my husband for spending two nights on the couch in my room; not big enough for most people. Love to all. Judi

It's Monday and surgery is Friday morning. I'm trying to stay cool and collected and get my house hold set up for this as well as myself- emotinally and physically. I am trying to stay away from sick people, too. I need to get some updated pictures on here, too. I'm thankful for supportive family/friends and somewhat annoyed by well-meaning people who ask, "are you SURE you're ready to do this?", "are you SURE you know what you're doing?". I have to admit, part of this process means relying on faith; faith in the process, faith in your doctor, faith in yourself and faith in the many prayers that are offered. So, when someone who is nervous for you puts doubt in your path, you have to say, "yes, I am", step over it and keep going as planned. More later..