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Next week I see my PCP and go to Lehigh for the Bariatric group, and start month 4.  I've lost about 25 lbs (as per my scale) and now new problems are coming up.  By my subjective experience and by home testing, my blood pressure is starting to be too low.  I thought I was going to fall down in the shower this morning.  I assume that on Monday my blood pressure meds will be reduced, but I'm not sure what to do in the interim.  It's not dangerously low, so I'll hold on.

A bit frustrated that the weight loss is stalling.

Second minor crisis.  My pants finally fit (after a long time of buttoning them under my belly.  Now that they fit, they are wearing out, and I'm reluctant to buy anything new for a while, not knowing what size I'll be.

These are probably good problems to have.

I seem to have a routine of food that I eat during the week, and if I do so, and do my exercise, I lose two pounds a week.  That is fine for now.  I'm looking forward to the next meeting with the bariatrician on July 22.  Thankfully I have my blood sugars more or less under control for now.

I'm starting to get impatient for the next step, which is still several months away.

I have been eating according to plan for three days and exercising according to plan for three days, so now my weight is back to where it was before I lost control.

Best of all I spoke with my endo and changed and reduced my meds and now I no longer am tortured with hypogycemia in the late morning.  Hoping I can keep on track this weekend, which is the hardest for me.

Ok, so I'm supposed to be losing weight, exercising, etc.  I do well up to a point, and then like the process for the prior fifty years of my life, I take a step backwards. 

I had lost some more weight, had a good day with food yesterday, during the day, then woke up two hours after going to bed and emptied the refrigerator into my mouth/belly/ gut.  I feel terrible this morning, my blood sugar is high and I'm discouraged.  Been here before.  In the past when I've been here I just give up.  I'm not going to do that this time, but I'm frankly scared.  I need to lose the weight for my health.  I am desperately hoping that banded I'll have an external control on such things.  It all makes me feel crazy and like there are demons in control of me.  I believe that it is me, but it doesn't feel like "bad choices" or dealing with depression or avoiding my feelings or that other kind of stuff.  It just is something that takes over control of me and I hate it.  Several times I've tried to fight it all night long and succeeded.   I wonder if I can get better with that, will I get some control over it?

Its a busy week for me to be driving to Allentown.  Monday I saw the dietician and the clinical social worker.  Today I had the group medical visit that begins month three.  Sometimes it all feels sort of Mickey Mouse, and at other times it seems overwhelming, and sometimes it seems exactly right.  I didn't lose as much weight on their scales as I had hoped, but I've lost some and the bariatric nurse seemed pleased enough.  I got some tips on how to deal with my hypoglycemia.  Tomorow my wife and I go to the big support group.

Tuesday I'll have the second group medical meeting, Monday I do the dietician and clinical social worker.  I wanted to lose ten pounds this month and I think I may have done so.  I'll then be starting month three of the six month program.  The absolute worst part is my diabetes.  Because I am exercising more and losing some weight, I've had trouble with hypoglycemia in the morning after I exercise.  I've tried to control it with less insulin in the morning and a snack right after I exercise, but it is difficult and I absolutely hate the feeling of hypolgycemia.  Sometimes even a slight decrease in blood sugar levels can make me feel terrible.  I look forward to losing enough weight to get off the insulin.