More Fun and Games in the ER
Well, folks, I am in the process of retrieving my good cheer this morning. I went in for some breathing difficulty late yesterday afternoon and spent the whole evening in the ER. Another CT-Scan, my second since the surgery, this one pulmonary.
I'm glad I have careful doctors blah blah blah but can I just whine for a second that it takes multiple attempts to start an IV on me. It always has (I wonder if being thinner will help this) and I'm thinking to myself, "Now you can DIE from a PE (pulmonary embolism), so I guess it would be foolish to refuse care and leave." But boy was I tempted.
And then as often happens, the saving grace in the situation was the CT-Scan technician who was just amazing to me as I cried my way through the test. After it was over, I couldn't stop shaking, not because it was so bad or anything but because I had JUST HAD IT. And I don't have a pulmonary embolism, though they had to take the opportunity to tell me some weird stuff about the vein between my heart and lungs being dilated, which they thought might be an artifact of the scan. So this means I have to take that to my caridiologist and repeat the scan again, no doubt, but hopefully not in the near future.
And I only lost about 10 lbs. at my post op. Now, I stupidly did not take measurements before I went in (if you haven't done that, go get a tape measure immediately) and I can tell in my clothes there is lots of stuff happening. I'm sure the kidney infection has slowed down the release of fluid or some damn thing like that. But a big raspberry to that.
All in all, with some of the very sad things that have happened, this is minor. But, as my mother used to say, "Think of all the people who are worse off than you are....er, think of all the people who are better off than you are. On second thought, don't think about that."
I'm going to take another day off work and read a novel to see if I can recapture my good cheer. And walk down to the ocean to get that positive ionization.
Oh, and did I mention I have to eat soft foods for an extra week because of the infection. (While I'm complaining I want to get it all in.) But Joy I am making that soup of yours, so there!
(To all you lurkers and pre-ops, I am still absolutely thrilled about this surgery. For my ordeal I was already able to put on a favorite t-shirt I haven't worn for a year and it never looked that loose even when I did wear it. I'm just letting off steam among folks going through the same thing.)
Gano
Gano -
Please keep in mind that you're considered a "lightweight" in the MO world, as are several of us here. As a "lightweight", you will not lose the pounds with the speed and quantity that others with higher BMIs will. It'll take you (us) much longer to realize our goals than others.
Don't be discouraged 'bout it, though. Just remember that once they're gone, if you hold tight to your new eating habits, they'll be gone forever. That should be some encouragement, right?
10 pounds gone post-op is much better than others have had. Some have been discharged with weight GAIN. So you're still ahead of the game, even at this early point of your adventure.
Kimmer
Queen of the Niners, Instigator to All Marchers, High Priestess of Giggles
I yi yi, Gano. I am sorry about these problems but you will get better. The weight loss is great!! Like Kimmer said, you are considered a light weight so you may not see as much come off right away as someone who has a real high BMI such as myself. Boy I wish I was considered a light weight lol. Keep letting us know how things are
Bethany AKA Da Offishal Riddler and Bertha
14 Days into NewPouch and feeling great!
-28 lbs!!!! Yayyyy
A riddle a day will keep the Marchers pounds AWAY! 
Hmmm, a lightweight. I guess there's a first for everything (being considered one!) I've lost 100 pounds more than twice, so I actually consider myself a little more over the edge than that. I have no doubt that, within five years, I would have had a higher BMI.
And now to be a true lightweight. I was reading about changing habits today. Everything I could think of to comfort myself was the old pattern, even the non-food things (read, go to movies, these were my knee-jerk desires). Instead, while I was filling my inhaler prescription, I went to the gym and did my first feeble 10 min. on the bike, something my doctor cleared yesterday before the dramatics at the ER. I completely sucked, but it lifted my spirits to be in the real world and knowing I will be more and more there as the months pass.
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