I am seven weeks post-op tomorrow. Things are going very well. I am seeing changes in both my body and mind. Since my highest weight (August 2012) I have lost 57 pounds, since surgery, I have lost 32 pounds. My weight loss could be better. I need to get off my ass and exercise, but 57 pounds in 15 weeks isn't too bad. That's an average of 3.8 pounds a week. So far my skin is holding firm and I appreciate that.
I have finally started to take care of myself in ways I haven't in 15 years. I got a hair cut last week for the first time in 4 1/2 years. I have also started wearing makeup. I feel like I no longer look like a man and want to emphasize that.
I was cleared last week to start eating a regular diet including raw fruits and veggies. That has really helped me to get things moving internally which up to this point has been my biggest challenge. Eating isn't really too big a deal anymore. I always eat protein first, then have some veggies. We eat out almost as much as we used to and I don't have any problems finding something to eat. On the other hand I feel like I am cooking more too, I guess because I am cooking whole foods rather than ripping open packages of frozen convenience foods.
I had a couple of days a few weeks ago where I was really nauseated. Since then I haven't experienced the hunger I had been feeling up until that point. Now, I am only eating 3 meals and 1 protein shake. Sometimes I don't think about eating at all and am thankful for my children needing to eat as it gives me a reminder that I too need to eat.
As long as I have a shake I have no problem reaching my protein goal. My water intake is something I need to concentrate on, because it is so easy for me to come to the evening and realize I have only had 20 oz of water. I am trying to fit it at least 20 oz between meals, so far so good.
My closet is dwindling. I have already gone from a size 24 pants to a size 18. Shirts I have gone from 24/26 to 20/22 but can fit into some smaller. I have a difficult time wearing anything that is a little form fitting, mental rather than physical.
Mentally, I am doing really good. There are days I wish I could eat the way I always have, I miss the sweets, I miss the salty, I miss warm bread, rolls, and tortillas. Last night I really wanted to snack, so I had an extra protein shake. Sure it was extra calories, but at least I benefited from the protein.
I am taking each day as it comes. It seems this journey has a constantly changing path, as soon as I get used to something, it changes.