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Three months out and down 65pds. People are starting to notice my weight loss. I get uncomfortable when mentioned but still I am pleased. Meat is hard to keep down without throwing up but I can manage chicken and fish. I try to keep my portions to half a cup as I am paranoid that if I eat more I will gain weight. Very tired, but managing.  Looking forward to getting my energy back!!

What the heck?  I had lost 33-34 pounds over the first two and a half weeks, then nothing for 4 or 5 days and now I gained a pound!  How frustrating!  Ugh!  Am I going to fail at this as well?  I wish I knew what I was doing wrong.  I hope that pound disappears by tomorrow and takes a friend or two with it!

The last few days have been rough.  I have lost 23 pounds but I am missing food.  Missing it lots.  I feel so silly about it.  I feel like I am obsessed right now.  All I think about is food.  I hope this part ends, ends soon.  I sometimes feel like I am starving, really starving but I am pretty sure it is all in my head.
I hope that I can get this under control when I am able to eat solids.

Well I am finally home now, it has been 8 days since I had my gastric bypass in Medicine Hat.  I have already dropped twenty pounds woo hoo!  First of all I have to say the Medicine Hat Nurses are the best I have ever had!  They are awesome!  The week has been full of surprises like I can't believe how the surgery kicked my butt!  I am exhausted, sore, and weak.  My new stomach has a hard time handling anything right now.  Once everything settles out it will be all worth it.
I was so blessed with all the texts and phone calls my hubby received from friends and colleagues.  I was disappointed with my family as not one called :(.   I knew they didn't agree with it but it still hurts.
I think the worst thing of all was when I had the one clear skinny drain pulled.  It was torture!  The nurse pulled and pulled and it felt like the hose was attached to my stomach or intestines.  It felt like something pulled apart.  When the end finally came it was bigger than the tube.  Blood and stuff flew all over my gown and arms.  I whooped and hollered and scared the poor nurse half to death.  It really was horrible.  Makes my knees weak just thinking about it.  I still have one big drain that needs to be taken out next week.  Today I am going to see my doctor and beg her to knock me out for it.  I am terrified!  I even dread having the 50 staples pulled.  I have turned into a wimp!
I think I am going through my food withdrawals, missing it.  Last night my hubby Jason barbecued steak, carrots, potatoes and made  huge garden salad.  I was drooling.  I still knew that one bite would have made me sicker than a dog and possibly wreck my new tummy as water still hurts!  I still wanted it.  Stupid eh!  Anyway I still feel a lot better than I did a few days ago so I am healing well.