2 Months out and down to 245. 62 pounds not too shabby for 2 months! I feel great. I do so much better with the softer foods. I totally cannot eat tuna...in any way shape or form. It hurts going down. I am down from a 30 jean to a 24. 4x shirt to a 3x sometimes a 2x. Depends on the cut of the shirt.
I guess I will get my son to take some pics for me. I know it has a little timer. I tried to use it, but apparantly you need a degree from Harvard to operate the damn thing.
Guess I hit my first stall. Knew it would happen. Still didn't mean I was mentally prepared for it. Until today I haven't lost a pound since the last time I posted. Grrrrrrr. Today I lost 1 stinkin pound. Better then gaining I guess. I am so ready to just have all this blubber from my body. I read on OH almost daily...so I am wondering... for you posties...does your monthly "present" has something to do with this? Does this mean that every single friggin month I'll hit a stall? I wish I could regift this "present" and never have to deal with it again. I didn't like it the first time I saw it and let me tell you that the feelings for it got no fonder and the years go by.
One month out and down 53 pounds. That includes the 17 presurgery. I'll take it! I feel really good and had to come back to work today. Feels good to be out of the house and being productive.
Can't concentrate. Don't know what the hell my problem is. I have a ton on work to get done before I take a few weeks off and can't seem to make myself do any of it. I'm cranky! The boys at work are pretty much steering clear of me. They know how bad of a mood I am in today. I am never like this at work. I feel so guilty for acting this way. But can't seem to help it.
I haven't eaten since Monday and this really sucks ass. I can't hardly wait till my surgery day to get some relief of the constant hunger. Guessing I didn't realize how much my life revolved around food. I have a headache too! Did I say how much this sucks ass yet?
Oh yeah. I lost 9 pounds this week. Hardly seems worth it the way I feel today. This sucks ass!
So as I say my farewell to food for the next ten days, I am left with a sadness that I just don't know how to deal with. I eat when stressed. I eat when sad. I eat when happy. I use food emotionally. I am ready to eat healthy and not let food control who I am. However, I think this is going to be harder than anything I can imagine.
And a personal message to my best friend: You are my rock and without you I would not have made it this far. You are always there for me no matter what time of day or night. I love you with all my heart. Thanks for being my much needed shoulder. You have opened my eyes to the possiblity that I matter and that I am worth something. That I am much more of a person that I give myself credit for. For this I will always be in your debt. Smooches!
Once last thing...to the bitch at walmart. It's none of your business what I buy. Stop commenting on my items. Why do you need to know why I am buying flintstones? For all you know, I might have 15 kids at home needing vitamins and jello...
Here I am...34 years old and not where I thought I would be in my life. I currently weigh in at 299. I went thru the 6 month nutritional training and lost 8 pounds. Not fantastic but there you have it. 8 pounds is 8 pounds right?
I was divorced 2 years ago. Honestly at the time I really thought it was tragic. As I look back at the entire situation now, I realize that it was the best thing for me and my children. I can finally put some dark things in the closet and leave them there. I am happier now than I have been in a long time. I no longer have to worry about getting yelled at for breathing the wrong way. And I notice and people have commented that I smile so much more. I lost that part of myself that i am gaining back slowly with the help of a few great friends.
I am looking forward to my surgery and can't wait for the day when I can do things I haven't done in a long time.
Things I can't wait to do: Here's my list, I'll add more when I think of them.
Cross my friggin legs- Haven't been able to do this since I was about 12.
Walk and not have my thighs rubbing together- This my friends will cause serious fire in the most sensitive of places.
Climb on my 4-wheeler without the little hop- This little hop is what is needed to make this much fat get that high in the air.
Ride a bike with my kids- No explination needed.
SEX- Think this one is a no-brainer. (not that I can't have sex...just not the way I want to)
Tie my shoes - This is something that I need to hold my breath to accomplish.