Day 7 - Primary Care Appointment

Oct 03, 2013

Day 7, and today my weight is 410 lbs. This is 15 lbs less than what I entered the hospital at, 25 lbs less than what I left the hospital at (My Dr pumps you full of fluids during surgery and recovery, she wants to prevent dehydration, and it is common that post-op people forget to eat and drink while recovering from surgery, so her patients tend to leave heavier than they entered at), and a whopping 65 lbs less than when I recommitted myself to this journey.

So I saw my PCP today, we discussed my surgery and how I was doing. The incision sites look very good and healing well. There is not any redness or swelling around them, so no signs of infection. Which is very important to me, as I am very prone to infections and seem to get them very fast and they progress very quickly.

My BP is still on the high side 144/75 so it looks like my BP medicine will not be changing in the near future. My Diabetes medicine (metformin) has already been discontinued, as well as one of my water pills. The plan is to see him monthly for the next few months to keep my medicine updated to my new physiology. Hopefully, I will be able to lower the dosage and maybe even eliminate the HBP medicine as I progress with my weight loss.

I also was scheduled to see my Pain Specialist, unfortunately I had taken my pain medicine and needed a nap afterwards and missed the appointment. As of right now, my pain is under amazingly good control. This is perhaps the best it has been in many many years. I am just frustrated with some of the side effects of the pain medication. For me, it is sleepiness and some minor short term memory loss. Nothing major, just things like where did I put my keys? Why did I go into the kitchen? You asked me to get what? It could be just normal aging, but It is enough to irritate me. I am used to having extremely good recall and cognitive functions, so anything less than 'brilliant' is to me a frustration (LOL, yes I know I am full of myself )

But then also today I scared myself badly. Miss Jordin stayed the night with Poppa Ed and Granny, she came over after her dance classes to get some of Granny's famous 'tater soup. Since she had school today I was taking her home, walking up to the door of her house, I was carrying her and I missed a step. I fell up the steps onto the porch, All I could think as I fell in super-slo-mo was I was gonna land on baby girl. Well I was able to catch myself with one hand, catch her with the other, and crashed to the ground on my knees and 1 hand, holding her in the other. I guess I also let out a loud scream as it finally woke up my son and daughter-in-law. As I sat on the porch catching my breath, even the neighbors up the road (like 4 houses away) cam running up to see if I was ok. I know I scared myself way more than MJ. She was up and running with not a scratch. Fortunately, I didnt do any damage to my incisions. I know I shouldn't have tried carrying MJ (even though she barely weighs more than a peanut) And that I need to be more careful.

Lesson for the day: Do not over do it. Go slow and ask for help.

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