PreOp week one

Jul 01, 2013

Thing I have learned this week

1. My stomach is much higher then I thought.

2. I was not as heavy as I made myself feel I was.

3. My family is my motivation.

4. Exercise is better, but still SUCKS. 

 

1. The sounds are so high up I thought I was having reflux. As a nurse I knew my anatomy but was still surprised it was where it is.  

2. On my floor were other people who have had similar or the same operation as me. All of them were much larger then myself and a few had other issues such as dialysis, hypertension or sleep apnea. I had none nothing and take no other medications. I knew I was in o shape but now I realize how fortunate I am. 

3. All I wanted to do was see my kids and my husband. He was by my side the whole time holding my hand, pushing me to walk no matter how slow the first day. Every time he came in he would ask  the same 3 questions, Did you do your breathing exercises? Did you walk? Did you sleep?, got to love nurture nagging. 

4. I walk every day, yesterday I did 4 miles. It wore me out but I didn't have the nagging pain of death in my side or the impossible ability to catch my breath. In hindsight I guess liked it. 

 

One full week out and I am already over the hill with progress. I can fit back into clothes that were too small last summer and my energy levels are twice what they were 3 months ago. My current weight is 254.5! I have not weighed that since my son was born and he is now 4. So excited to see what lies ahead!

I am still sipping on my clear liquids but will challenge myself to a full liquid strained cream of mushroom soup for lunch. (phase 2).  I tried some chocolate pudding, sugar free, and couldn't get 1/4 of it in. Too many bubbles from Bertha. Yep, I named my stomach (lol). Her official title is Bertha the snarling beast. I have had so many rumbles and grumbles I sound as if I have a bear tucked under my shirt so it seemed appropriate.

 I also found that even though I am changing habits, the addiction is still there. I cook for my family and the food looks AMAZING! I drool at the smell, dream about the taste and even found I crave the texture. Essentially cooking has become anew way to 'get access' to the food if that makes any sense.  

We took the kids to a local festival and all I could think was how excited I would be to eat a hamburger or hot dog again with fries and tons of cheese and a big diet coke. Then I realized I can't have any of that! The calories, quantity, starches, fat, carbonation, sugars, are all thing I need to avoid for the rest of my life. I got sad, then angry, then in a flash reminded myself why I did this. I need to keep telling myself it is only food, it can't make me happy, seeing my kids grow up and living to be old with my husband will.  I felt like a dry alcoholic at a bar on St. Patrick day. 

I don't miss or need that stuff enough to take time away from me with my family. 

Amy

 

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