Had to look at the calendar to realize it’s only been a month since surgery (actually a month and 5 days if you are the technical type). Believe it or not it feels like a lot longer than that!
Here’s where I am at one month post-op:
· I’ve lost 35 pounds. I actually gasped when I weight this morning and counted it up.
· I’m down 2 to 3 dress sizes, depending on the cut. My old clothes are getting too big!
· Walking 30 minutes on the treadmill at least five days a week. I really enjoy it as my quiet time (well as long as my headphones are turned up and I can’t hear the kids)!
· My face is smaller. My jaw line is more evident.
· My wedding ring is too big. I went and bought a sterling silver band to wear when it starts slipping off.
· I love having more energy! One of my friends told me I didn’t have to walk so fast when we went to get lunch today…that cracked me up!
· Everything I have eaten so far hasn’t upset my stomach. I’m on solids, eating what I want of course within reason. I don’t eat red meat yet and am staying away from pasta.
My husband says he’s started saving for me to have “some work” done when I reach my goal. He cracks me up. He tells me how proud he is of me. He’s my anchor and I love him so much. I’m excited because he’s losing weight too!
I get anxious when I am going to be eating away from home. I just feel like I’m being watched, I’m sure others understand. It could be that I’m just paranoid but I still have that worry of someone thinking I’m going to fail. George still has to calm me down when it settles in again that this is my life now. It’s not that I regret the surgery or want to eat more, it’s hard to explain. It’s that fear of failure that my health and weight have instilled in me for years. Well enough of that, I hate being a cry baby at times!
What else is there to tell? I had hoped to share more fun things like my sister getting on to me for eating TWO peanut M&M’s this weekend or arguing with me about my bra size since I’ve lost weight but I figured I’d save her and I the embarrassment…it made me laugh and there’s nothing better than laughter.
Well I better run. Please be praying that God guide me in finding a new job. My job at AT&T will be gone at the end of the month. They are closing our division. It’s hard to imagine starting over after 12 ½ years here. I’m looking within AT&T but not having much luck. I figure it will work according to His plan. In fact, God made sure I got this surgery because if my name had come up sooner (to be let go) there wouldn’t have been insurance to pay for it! There’s always a silver lining, just got to look for it sometimes!