Paul Enochs, M.D. I just had lap band surgery with Dr. Enochs and I am *so* glad that I chose him to be my surgeon. He has that rare combination of surgical competence and a great bedside manner. Each time I've seen Dr. Enochs, he takes as much time as needed to answer all of my questions. He treats patients with respect and interacts with them in a calm, caring manner. I have been very happy with him and Lisa Long, the nurse practitioner. I highly recommend Dr. Enochs to anyone considering bariatric surgery.
I am praying that
your surgery goes
smoothly today and
that you have a
speedy recovery.
Comment by Teri S. on 7/11/08 10:16 am
Hi!! Just seen your
post to me about our
surgeries the same
day! I will pray for
you too :) Isn't
this exciting? I'm
sooooo ready! PM or
email me and keep in
touch!
My name is Shelli and I live in North Carolina. I've been overweight since I was 10 years old. I was just a little chubby until my mid 20s when I gained a lot of weight. I'm in my late 30s now. I've tried Weight Watchers multiple times and even took Phen-fen in the 90s. I always lose weight, maintain it for a while, and eventually gain it all back and then some. I'm 5' 4" and I weighed 266 lbs before surgery (BMI = 45.7). I'm tired of carrying around all this extra weight -- having trouble doing every day activities, feeling uncomfortable in my own skin, not being able to wear cute clothes, etc. I'm scared about the changes that I'll need to make to become a healthier person, but I know that the most difficult part is getting started. I had lap band surgery on July 25, 2008 because of the good long-term results that have been published. You can read all about my journey below.
I weighed myself this morning and was shocked that I lost 1/2 a pound. I have *no* idea how that happened. (See last post for more information.) I'm glad that I didn't gain anything, but I hope this doesn't reinforce my bad habits of the past week.
I got my first fill on Tuesday, 9/30. The NP put 2 mL of saline into my empty band. It's kind of funny -- I'm still only half of where I was after surgery. I don't mind, though. I'd rather go slow than have problems again. Unfortunately, I don't have any restriction at all right now. I'm still in Bandster Hell. The only difference I've noticed is that I burp a few times a day, which is unusual for me. I have an appointment on 10/21 for my next fill.
I'm sad to report that I haven't been eating very well this week. My portions have grown larger because I'm just as hungry as I was before surgery. I'm not eating as much as I did back then, but I'm eating more than I should. Know what I mean? And this weekend, I was surrounded by sweets at work. I gave in and had a cupcake on Friday, a donut on Saturday, and a piece of cake on Sunday. Not good. I haven't weighed myself, but I'm sure that I haven't lost anything. I might have even gained a pound or two. I'll see what the damage is tomorrow morning.
My challenge for this week is to renew my will power. I need to start exercising and dieting again. I've decided not to beat myself up for the past week, but to try to learn from the experience and accept it as part of the ebb and flow of this journey.
For about 2 weeks, I've been bouncing up and down between 239 and 241. This morning, got on the scale and it read 237! I'm really surprised. I'm going out to dinner with friends tonight and tomorrow night, so we'll see if it lasts...
I'm in a bit of a slump. The scale is still going up and down, I'm not exercising regularly, and I'm not making the best food choices. I'm not discouraged, though. I think I just needed a break from the dramatic changes I've gone through during the past 2 months. The good news is that I haven't gained any weight and my food choices are still better than they were pre-op. I know that I will get back on track next week when I get a small fill. I see this phase as part of the process. After all, I'm in this for the long haul. I don't expect to lose 50 lbs overnight.
Ironically, I've been getting a lot of compliments this week about my weight loss. (See entry below for an explanation of why it's ironic.) Quite a few people at work, all of whom know I had lap band surgery, have mentioned that they can tell I've lost weight. My colleagues have been more supportive than I ever imagined. Then I went to a dinner party tonight and saw a friend who I hadn't seen in about 6 months and who didn't know I had surgery. The first thing out of her mouth was, "Wow, Shelli, you've lost weight!" It's really nice to get positive feedback from others. And they're doing it in a way that doesn't piss me off.
I remember the last time I lost a lot of weight, people started telling me how good I looked and how pretty I was. Instead of making me feel good, it made me really mad. I kept thinking, "I was the same person before. Where were you then?" This time, people are saying how proud they are of me and how hard it must be to go through surgery and make all the necessary behavioral changes. It's a much more uplifting type of compliment. I am very grateful.