Oh the Updates......

Feb 21, 2010

So it's been quite awhile since I've posted anything on here but there have been a LOT of changes in the last several months!  The first part of last year, I was doing really good using a "traditional" diet approach (calories & exercise) and in fact went from 284 pounds to 250 between January and May.  Come Easter, I hit a bump in the road and quit counting my calories and quit going to the gym and managed to put back on 14 of those pounds by August... Back to 264 (which I've decided is my body's default weight - not the weight I want to be, but the weight my body feels most at home... every time I look at the scale, i'm back at 264 - not more, not less - just 264... When I'm not trying... 264.  When I am trying, the point I always have the most problems leaving behind... 264...)

A few years ago, I was diagnosed with PCOS and told that it would be exceedingly difficult for me to have children (no, I don't have any, lol) even though that's all I've ever wanted with my life is to be a mother.  In December, I started experiencing some pretty severe abdominal pains.  I knew it wasn't an obstruction (I went through that in 2006) but I knew something wasn't right.  I had also been bleeding continuiously for about 8 months, so in January, I went to my doctor and we found a large overian cyst.  I was scheduled for surgery on the 24th to have it removed.  Unfortunately, by body didn't want to wait the 3 weeks for scheduled surgery and had me completely invalid for the following 2 weeks. 

Luckily, my boyfriend has been a saint and taken care of me better than I could have ever imagined.  He has let me stay with him and was (literally) helping me in and out of bed, in and out of a chair... catering to my every need - and would have helped me in the bathroom if I weren't so prideful...  So after a week and a half of incapasity, not being able to eat, and an entire day of dry heaves (2am - 7pm 20 minutes at a time every 20 minutes...) I had him take me to the walk in clinic where they refered me to the ER.  Once at the ER, they did another ultrasound where they found the cyst on my left ovary and a contrast CT scan that actually found a bowel obstruction had formed.  The cyst was the size of my head and had pulled my overy into the righ side of my body creating the obstruction... Within 12 hours, I was in surgery.

When they removed the cyst, it was 3 pounds and made up of multiple types of cells (hair, teeth, sweat glands, etc) but was not the result of failed pregnacy...

I just got home from the hospital a few days ago, staples out, and now am recovering on my boyfriend's couch... When I started the year, I weighed my (regular) 264.  By the end of January, I was down to 250 (It's amazing what being happy will do for weightloss) and as I walked in for my post-op and staple removal, I am officially down to 238 pounds!  That means I am no longer "Extreamly Obese" but simply "Obese"... I don't remember EVER seeing a number less than 240 when I stepped on the scale so again, as I looked at the numbers flash across the display I had to look twice...

Off The Scale...
I have my first real boyfriend... sorta.....

When I was in the 4th-7th grades, I had a really good boy friend who's dad worked with mine at the local roller skating rink.  We saw eachother 3-5 nights a week and were almost always together.  We skated couples skates together, played pin ball... I was as in love with him as you can be in the 4th grade and for what it is in 4th grade, we were "dating". 

Come 7th grade, his parents were seperated and he moved away... we lost touch but I always had wondered about him...   What is he doing? Is he happy? Where does he live? Is he married or have kids? Does he remember me?? Does he wonder about me???

This last year on his birthday, I decided to try (again) to see if I could find him online so I threw his name into the social miracle that is Facebook and lo-and-behold, there he was! I couldn't believe it but it really was him... you couldn't mistake the picture and it was the right birthday... he came from the right city... it HAD to be him... SO I messaged him...
          "I don't know if you remember me but we used to be really good friends when we were kids.  If you're who I think you are, your sister's name is ______ your brother is _______ and our dads worked together at the ______ Skating Rink.... I was just wondering what you've been up to over the last 15 years or so and wanted to say "Hi."  By the way, Happy Birthday!"

After that, I proceeded to babysit my Facebook account just WAITING for a message back... which I got the next day.  He remembered me!!! So we started chatting online back and forth and I found out he only lives about 10 miles from me.  We were getting along great online and decided to meet up for a "Social Outting"  This wasn't a date but just a chance for us to meet face to face and see if we really still clicked... and we did.

After the social outting, we continued to talk back and forth and I went to his house several times after work to spend time with him and a week later, we decided that we would begin dating... He holds my hand in putlic.  He kisses me in public.  He introduces me to his friends as his girlfriend.  He talks about me as his girlfriend!! These are all things that shouldn't surprise me - but they do! For the first time, I can lean over randomly and kiss him... and it's ok!

So, here I am, 28 years old, with my first real boyfriend, living my own little fairy tale romance, and for the first time in my life, I am happy!!! I've actually been asked lately why I am glowing!

0 Comments