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Hello Beautiful People!!!

I've missed you guys very much! So much has been going on. I know, I sound like every other person on this website when they've been MIA for a while.  For the most part everything is good. I really can't complain. I've stalled on some occasions and stayed the same weight on others, but at the end of the day, I'm still losing weight (slowly, but surely), and I have more energy then I could have imagined.

Right now I weigh about 270, maybe less, but I'm comfortable with that. I've totally been losing inches, and now can fit size 18. This is probably the most amazing thing ever. I'm 31...I can't even remember the last time I wore a size 18. I'm going to say 10th grade, but even that might be stretching it.  I don't even look like my drivers license anymore, which is really crazy. I'm just really proud of how far I've come thus far. Things I've never thought  I would be interested in doing, I'm do. I love Zumba,  and I mean I'm getting a serious workout too, but I really love it. That I can't believe. I'd be the last person on earth advocating for exercise. I've made the treadmill and the elliptical my best friends, that even sounds funny typing. Granted, like I said before, I really don't have restrictions in terms of what I can eat, because I can pretty much tolerate anything, Im kinda happy with this. It makes me responsible for my actions, how much food I eat, and my calorie intake. I still can't eat a lot, but I really thought I'd have issues with sweets and stuff like that, but even though I don't really eat them like before, its nice to know I won't throw up if I taste something.

Other personal changes, I've dyed my hair, I'm feeling sexy, and my sex life is OFF THE CHAIN:0)
I'll tell you why I shared this. I've been with my hubby since 2001. At first, I was super affectionate and all that jazz, I was probably a size 24 back then. Recently, and especially since I had my son, I've been and felt withdrawn. I didn't feel sexy, never wanted to be intimate and all that jazz :0)  I'm sure if you asked him, he'd say this surgery saved our marriage, (he wouldn't leave me either way) but I guess I'd have to agree with that. This surgery has definitely given me my mojo back. I feel sexy, and pretty, and uninhibited, and sexy, and did I mention sexy? Oh and caliente :0) I'm not sure where or when I lost this part of me.....that I remember for a long, long, long, time ago....but she's slowly coming back and I love it

Love you guys...until next time

Yep, that's what I'm gonna do.

For some odd reason, and its not really odd actually, but I can honestly say, I really feel like working out....and I mean working out hard. Not the usual non-sweat thing I do, but some serious, blood pouring, breast wetting, sweat! LOL.
I'm going to attribute this new burst of energy to the Zumba classes. The class I went to last night was taught by the same lady that taught my Saturday class. Big difference from Saturday to Tuesday....apparently Saturday was a "light" class. That woman....Rachel....worked the fool hell out of me. I mean seriously. I was sweating....and I don't know if I mentioned before, but I don't really sweat....at least that's what I believed all these years.  It was an even better atmosphere than Saturday too. Granted we were in a gymnasium, this one was bigger, equipped with a radio station that just happened to be making a DVD of the whole "experience", and they had it set up like a night club. Granted it was more of a work out, but I loved it. It was at least 100 of us in there, and there were more men too...yummy :0)
They were probably there because of all the booty poppin. There was so much coochie shaking, I thought I was going to dislocate my uterus....at one point I think I felt it shift, lol. No lie!

When I got home and got in that shower...automatic heaven, however when I laid in that bed, I just prayed that God would allow my body to move today, because I know Sunday I was walking around like I had just had a C-Section.

So today, not only do I feel good....crazy as it may seem, I feel like doing it again; maybe not the Zumba class, but I feel like working out again today...I don't usually feel like this. I'm a scale whore, I'll admit it. I'm on the scale every morning and every night when I take a shower. I don't feel bad either way the scale reads, I just like to have an idea of where I'm at. Since I've upped my workout routine, I think in  the last couple of days, or at least since Saturday, I've lost like 3-4 lbs, which is remarkable, because I've just been letting my weight take its course...not doing anything special.

So today I feel like running. Actually I've been feeling like that a lot lately....like I just want to take off. But just like the elliptical, I've been apprehensive because obviously I don't want people looking at me like I'm crazy...but I can't really care about that can I? I told my SIL last night, that any other time, in a class like Zumba, I'd be sooo body conscious about what was jiggling or if anyone was watching my flab have a mind of its own....but now I don't care. I'd dropped over 40 lbs, and I feel like I've come so far from where I was, I could really care less if someone is watching me....watch on!!! I'm doing the damn thang!!!

So at some point this week, and that really just leaves today, Thursday and Friday, I plan on running....if I don't bust my ass open.....I'll be reporting on that.....jumping on faith...right, lol.

Wish me luck lol

Until next time

Hey Everyone!

I went to my first Zumba class on Saturday....it was FUN, FUN, FUN.
And a serious workout. At one point I thought to myself, if I hadn't had this surgery, I'd surely be lying on this gym floor somewhere...asking for oxygen.
I was soooo proud of myself for keeping up with the teacher and not stopping.
I took my daughter, MIL and both of my SIL's. We had a blast! I recommend it to everyone that can go. I know they have different types of classes, so I'm sure you can find one that may suit your needs!

WOW Moment Time!!!!

* I went to the gym last night and did a mile on the elliptical in 13.50 mins....so proud of myself
* One of my favorite towels now wraps around me completely.
* I cleaned my closet on Sunday, and officially have 3 bags full of clothing I can't wear.
* I can comfortably wear size 20's on my bottom....18's here I come!

I plan on going to the gym for Zumba tonight...if I make without Oxygen, I'll be updating again.
I have my monthly Dr.'s Appt. this Friday....this ought to be interesting....In a good way I hope.

Until next time

Ahhhhhh its Sunday.
I shall board the Slaveship in the morning.

Okay, at my church we do this praise and worship song, and I don't know the title but this is how it goes:
"Oh Lord we praise you. Oh Lord we praise you..."
Verses:
         Higher, higher...higher, higher, higher, higher, higher. Higher, higher....Lift Jesus Higher
         Super, super.....super, super, super, super, super. Super, super, supernatural power
         Lower, lower.....lower, lower, lower, lower, lower. Lower, lower, stomp satan lower.

Okay, so each verse has something your supposed to do with it, the first verse has you lifting your hands to the sky.....check! Consider that done.
The second verse, has you swing your arms in a circle, like a lasso almost.....no problem Lord, I'll lasso for you any day!
The THIRD VERSE, has you stomping satan...with your feet....no problem you say? Well, for some reason, the Praise Team leader always says "Even lower"....awww...anyone smiling now? Because by the time we get to that part of the song, we're damn near squating and trying to stomp. Every Sunday since the beginning of time when they want to do this song, I dread it. Half way in, satan is stomping me lower. My thighs hurt, my knees are cracking, my back is crying, and my heart is usually looking for the nearest pew. With the exception of today, lol. I guess all that elliptical work paid off. Again, another "wow" moment, because I didn't feel like I was going to die 3 minutes into that song....God is awesome, lol.

Everyday I realize something else I can do, or something else I don't have to do, that makes me smile to myself.  This is quite amazing, actually unreal most of the time. I really can't believe this madness.

I know I wasn't posting as often lately, and I have to say its because I felt I had to take a mental break from ObesityHelp.
We all say that every doctor is different. Every doctor does stuff his or her own way, but sometimes I don't think many people in the forums believe that. I say I had 6 shrimps I get 27 comments about how thats horrible. People upset they can't follow a strick 600 calorie a day diet....seriously?!  All of that, all day, can tire a person. Make you feel like your doing something wrong...that's not fair. I was getting ready to pluck my eyeballs out, at least thats what it felt like. Everyone loses weight at a different rate. Some faster than that, and Im cool with that. But I don't like feeling like something is wrong with me, because I'm not losing 3-4 lbs a week. I had my surgery the end of January and I'm down more than 40lbs and down 3-4 dress sizes....seriously, that's hardly a failure, and I refuse to make myself feel weird about not losing more than that. Lets be realistic, would this have been possible any other way? Heavens no! So, I check in the forums every now and then, and try to update my blog whenever the spirit hits me, but I refuse to be suckered in to believing that something is wrong with, because I'm not following another person's doctors plan. Nope. I sure won't . Call me stubborn...my husband does!

Until next time folks!

Yesterday....and I'll be marking my calendar.....I did one mile (and some change, but I'm not bragging) on the ELLIPTICAL machine.....now I don't know about anyone else, but that is a huge WOW moment for me.

This time last year I got my butt on that thing, and approximately 38 seconds into it, I thought I was going to die. I seriously thought that some evil creature had made this torture device to kill me. I hated that thing....hate is even a word that is way to light for this thing. My friends would get on and do like 40, 50 minutes...sweating rockets too, and I would just look at them like they were crazy.

I don't know what my problem was last night, but when I walked into the gym, I was like...."here goes nothing", heck I go to this gym called Planet Fitness, and its a "judge free zone", so I figured, nobody's ass better judge me if I can only do 2 minutes on this contraption!  I closed my eyes and got busy....after 5 minutes when I realized not only was I still breathing, but not sweating blood, I knew I could do the 20 minutes I typed in. I was sooo proud of myself. After that I was like "Ok...peace!". No need to act like I'm an instructor....I rolled right out. I felt awesome too. I mentioned that last part about leaving because one early morning....somewhere around 0'dark 30, I was at that freaking gym on the treadmill,  and after my mile I decided I was going to leave. One of the guys was like "but you just got here".....Hello? Who asked him, and was he talking to me or my legs, because my legs said they needed to leave. I'm sure I could have stayed there all damn day, but with the lower half of my body detached, that wasn't going to look good to anyone coming to work out!

'Nother "wow moment" this morning.....I had to adjust my seat in the car....go figure! There seemed to be a huge gap between me and the steering wheel. I wonder if my husband will notice next time he drives :0)

Oh, and I put on these size 20 skinny jeans like a week and a half ago, and I was beyond "muffin top"....more like "fluffin top". I could barely button them and when I did, I think I chipped my rib.... Last night, I put those suckers on, and not only did they fit, I didn't have to suck my tummy in....this is beyond incredible.

Its like I'm the star of this weird weight loss show, except there is no Jillian Michaels... and every week I'm losing just a little bit more, but have no idea how I'm doing it. I can technically eat really, anything I want, which is kinda scary, since my sweet little pouch doesn't have many restrictions. Because of this I just have to make smart decisions but seriously, this is crazy.
I mean, I still can't eat more than maybe a half cup to a cup, but all meats taste the same to me, sometimes depending on how they are cooked they are denser and fill my pouch after like 2 or 3 spoonfuls, but I was under the impression that all food would either taste like poison or make me violently ill...none of that has happened really.  Everyone is like your looking better and better, and I'm like really? Coz i don't see it...in my body anyway.

I know I'm losing weight in my face....I spent all of 40 minutes trying to make a double chin in the mirror, lol.

Until next time pretty people

Actually beautiful people don't have to use Afro Sheen. I love that commercial. LOL

How has everyone been? I hope well, and beautiful!!

I've been doing well. Losing more inches than weight I suppose, but I'm not upset.
I went to the wedding of my bestest bud Robert and his significant other Anthony, absolutely beautiful. I'll change my avatar to reflect what I wore that day...turquoise blue, a really pretty color.

I've been doing great. I have to admit I do have more energy then I've probably had in a long time. I'm now in a 20/22, and I seriously can't remember ever being in that size in my adult life so thats a good feeling. I can still fit 24's but anything bigger than that is seriously pushing it. I wore a pair of size 26 capri's to work yesterday, and when I went to pick my son up, my SIL laughed for about 20 minutes at me. She told me I looked like I was wearing clown pants...and she was right. I can laugh at myself now, lol.

A couple of things I'm starting to realize:
* I think I have allergies (I'm sure this has to do with allergies, not weight loss, lol)
* I get cold (I read I'm losing fat deposits or something like that....IDK, I only know that it doesn't take much for me to get cold)
* I'm colorful (I have reverted from wearing only brown and black....I like colorful clothing now. Maybe because I don't feel like it makes me feel like a big whatever....orange...red....pink....yellow... spot, lol)
* I'm adjusting. This is actually hard to do, but I'm doing it gradually. Its not my imagination....my pants don't fit, my bras don't fit, my face is thin, my shoulders are smaller, I'm feeling sexier :0)
* Oh yea...more sex, lol.  No need for parentheses there, lol.

I had my filter taken out on April 2, that was weird.  I was sleep....technically, however I could hear everything going on around me, and I didn't enjoy hearing "hold this really tight, and press down hard, I'm going to yank it on the count of 3" seriously? Oh, another thing  I thought was interesting was the fact that we were all separated by glass partitions, so I could totally see the naked old man on the other table....however gross it may be, I didn't look away until I was under...thank God I was clothed, lol.

Until next time

I guess I could look up what that means....but I don't feel like, however I feel like saying that.
Its Monday need I say more?

How has everyone been....I can totally see how people stop posting on here....not on purpose, but clearly because life gets busy after this surgery.

Some of my WOW moments:

I can fit sz 22 jeans....from Old Navy at that! I can't tell you folks how crazy that seems to me. I haven't fit anything sz 22, in I can't remember, and granted, i could have been buying clothes from Old Navy all along, but I haven't been so the fact that they were from there was another thing.

My undies are getting smaller, and my oldies are like hula hoops...loving that :0)

EVERYONE is noticing that I'm losing weight. That's big...to me anyway, because around week 3 you couldn't tell me that I wasn't going to be fat forever, that the RNY didn't like me, and my doctor was conspiring against me....take note folks....there is a such thing as Head Hunger....it'll kill you dead if you don't kill it first!!!!
My brother in law made a comment on Saturday that I was looking smaller, and was I trying to get into a bikini for the beach this summer....heavens no....at least not for anyone to see.

Thats another thing...I fear me losing weight, and my mind catching up is going to be the difficult part to this surgery.

I met my husband in August 2001. When I met him, I dressed up alot, because well, I was DIVA then (as now), and knew I was entirely too cute to be going to work looking busted, not knowing what man would try to talk to me on my way there, lol. So I didn't own jeans and pretty much never wore dresses. He bought me jeans, and eventually brought me a slew of dresses...he always buys my dresses, he has awesome taste, and if he likes it he buys it, unlike me, if I like it I look for a coupon, and if I don't get that then I wait patiently for a sale. So as my fat deposits slowly evaporate, I can not fit many of my beloved dresses or clothing. This is where the sadness comes in and the low playing of the violins commence. Part of me doesn't want to part with my clothing....these things have been like security blankets for me. I can tell you how each one made me feel pretty, sexy, fat, delicious (tee hee), or whatever. Right now I can't wrap my head around giving them away to anyone, but then there is part of me that feels like if I keep them, I'm just setting my self up to wear them again....that I don't want. I'm hoping in time, when I find even cuter stuff in cuter, smaller sizes, this feeling will pass; but right now I allow them to take up room in my closet...If they have ties, I just tie them tighter....

Oh, last WOW moment - totally thrift shopping the other day ( I swear its therapeutic to me), I found a Michael Kors dress for $20! I take that back, a Michael Kors dress that I could fit!!!! for $20.  I didn't buy it though, lol. I know your probably wondering why, and it was because it was $20! Hell I was in a thrift shop....they needed to be more "thrifty" on that price! My SIL said I should have gotten it, because it was probably $200-300, and she's right, it probably was....I just though it was cute I could fit it.

I was going to add something else, but totally forgot.......until next time

Just remembered I just started reading Twilight....yeah I saw the movie, and that intrigued me to read the book....Edward is sooo delicious, lol. OMG. I'm always sooo late on stuff. Everyones listening to a good CD, I listen to it 2 years later and fall in love...same thing with this movie and book. I started reading the book on Saturday and I'm half finished...its pretty good, it really feels in the blanks of the movie, so if you haven't read it, pick it up! ( I know I sound like one of those kids from Reading Rainbow)

Yep, I'm feeling a lot better now.
Having that stomach virus was no joke. It swept through my enitre family....except my youngest daughter and MIL....lol. Lucky them!

Apparently my weight lost is pretty obvious. I think right know my co-workers think its because I've been sick....that works for me. Yesterday I saw these ladies in the cafeteria at work. They commented that I was losing weight and it looked good, so keep up the good work. Since I don't really come in contact with them a lot, I just told them I had the surgery. They were shocked, but very interested. I think the one thing that scares people the most about having WLS is thinking they are going to die on the table. I know we've all thought about that too at one point or another, but its either get it off on your own, have surgery, or be fat....those are the only 3 options. Do what works for you.

Tonight I'm supposed to go to support group. I'm kind of excited to go, just because its something to do outside of the house. I have that mommy schedule going on....work, daycare, dinner, and then whatevers left for me, which usually isn't much.  I want to find a Zumba class to participate in, and I plan on taking my oldest daughter and a couple of girlfriends once I find one at a place you don't have to be a member.

Another WOW moment:
We have this pretty cool thrift store by our house, and I decided the other day that instead of buying brand new clothes, I'd just buy them from there. Well, I went there Saturday, and I was actually shocked that they had a ton of clothes that were BRAND NEW with tags from Lane Bryant, the Avenue and Fashion bug. Even though its a thrift store, if its brand new I don't mind spending $10 on a pair of pants. I bought 2 really nice pairs of slacks from the Avenue in 24.....and its clear I need a 22. They fit fine, but I need a 22. I love this! I can't remember the last time I wore a size 22...seriously.  My oldest daughter is 14 and wears a size 18, and mainly because "Baby got back", lol.  Where her mama doesn't.  I bought tops too. I can't believe I'm wearing a 2x in tops. I swear this is surreal.

Have I ever told you guys that I really dislike my job? lol.
I would love to be somewhere else right now....and wait until it gets warmer....I'll never be in this office!

Until nex time.......

If I didn't know better, I'd think I was dying...yeah, I know I'm soooo drama filled, but I am not lying.

Last Friday, I was off work, woke up to wash some clothes, and find my 2 year old sleep in a sea of puke. Yea me!
My husband and I assumed he got sick off of some food he had the previous night, and thought nothing of it.  He threw up off and on all day. Still thought nothing of it. Saturday, he was doing much better playing around, so we figured the worst was over. 8 pm, my 14 yo, threw up after eating dinner, again, I thought it was the food, especially since I didn't cook it, so she threw up, went to bed, and decided she didn't want to go to church. Fine, I let her get herself together coz we were going to my MIL's to celebrate my SIL's birthday. We get there, we're having a good time, and then my husband looks bad. We ask if he's okay, he said yeah, he just ate too fast....yeah whatever. By the time we got home he was throwing up all over the place....so at this point Im thinking its a virus.  He's out of commission Sunday evening and all of Monday. I'm praying for a miracle all day at work on Monday....but regardless of my prayers, I wake up sick on Tuesday.....and haven't been back since. I've thrown up everything....I'm sure at this point I'm probably dehydrated because like I said, I've thrown up everything I've tried to swallow. This sucks. I've managed to lose 10 lbs in 3 days.....that's not healthy...even though I want to lose the weight, that is not healthy.

Right now my stomach is still queasy but I'm able to move around the house a little better today so I can't complain. I managed to eat half a can of those sugar free peaches, so I'm proud of that too. Drinking water was already a chore because after surgery it never goes down right, so I made some crystal light lemonade, and I'm waiting for it to freeze a bit, so I can drink it as a slushy. 

I posted on the board a week or so ago, that I had a dumping spell, well now I'm pretty sure it wasn't a dumping spell. I might have been the first one to get sick. But like everyone else, it only last 24 hours and I was fine by that Monday to go to work.  I hate being sick....I especially hate being sick with half a stomach. I can't take anything, especially NO PEPTO, I heard that could reak havoc on me.

I seriously hate feeling like this!!!

Hey folks, I'm back!

My son has a tendency to say this when he wakes up from a nap, and it still makes me laugh. But that's exactly how I feel...I'm back! Its been a minute I know, and now I see how people can get so wrapped up in their 'new' lives that sometimes they forget or can't post on here....I like posting, but I've been a little busy lately, so lets bring everyone up to speed.

Hmmm....Well I went to my first support meeting on March 2nd. It was at GW hospital. Pretty awesome and diverse group of people. I was a little apprehensive, but if you can't tell I love to talk, so after a while I was right at home. We talked about dining out, and the nutritionist brought food from Friday's....Key Lime Shrimp and Chicken Fiesta or something...there was a lot of fruit and crap in the chicken, I didn't like it, but I love the Key Lime Shrimp. One thing I will share is seafood goes down the best. When I say this I mean that seafood, doesn't feel dense like Chicken and beef. I know you'll be told that you can't have this or you can't have that, and I say listen to your dr. However, just like touching fire, they say don't do it, and if you don't know what they are talking about, you do it anyway, just to find out that sh*t hurts! LOL. Anyway, I've tried different types of chicken, and seriously like my nurse said, if its not cooked in a slowcooker and super moist, its gonna cause problems, and it does. It'll fill my pouch so freaking fast, its unbelievable. That's what I hate about chicken. Two bites, and I can't touch anything else for damn near 30 minutes. I believe beef is the same way, so I don't touch that either. I was told around week 3 that seafood, especially white fish like whiting or tilapia would be really good....that and shrimp, and so far that woman has not lied. If there is nothing I really feel like eating, I just pop a Gorden's fish fillet in the over for about 30 mins. and  that's dinner. Nothing else...I'm usually full afterwards, and its like 19 grams of protein.
Anyway, back to the meeting. I took my husband with me. One of the ladies asked us, if either of us had the surgery or waiting to get approved. I laughed, my husband didn't think it was funny, and told me he was going to cry (I know he was playing about that), it was still funny. My husband would be considered overweight, however he's fine how he is, and I think good about losing weight, so as I change my diet, he's changing his.

My rant this week....Lane Bryant!!!!
I officially hate that store, this coming from someone who probably should own stock in the freaking company. I truly hate them. I went Friday morning to find something to wear to the club. I haven't been to the club in about a year, and we were going out to celebrate my SIL's birthday.  Everything in that store was sooooooo expensive it didn't make sense to me. I just feel like with the recession and stuff, they have no right to have their crap sooooooo expensive. Its like they are saying "if you want it FatGirl, you'll spend the money". Well, this fatgirl refused to spend the prices they wanted for the crap they had. One blouse that looked fun, and was in their mini mag, was $69.99...seriously? For a blouse I'd have to wear to the club, coz it wouldn't work at work? Thats crazy. I love lingerie....3 pair of panties for $29.99? Since when has a $10 pair of panties been cool? They won't get me dressed, get me to work faster, or prevent me from using the bathroom, so why would I pay that much for a pair of undies? I was just really disgusted....I think because I've just spent so much money here in the past, and I feel like they have gone out of control. I find solace in knowing that soon I won't have to shop there at all!

Wow moment?
I went from wearing a solid 26/28 for the last 3 or 4 years to now being in a 22/24....absolutely awesome!

What I've learned so far...
Leave the scale alone. I know this is easier said than done, but I found out early on, that I'm not one of those folks that loses 15-20lbs a week. At first that bothered me....was I doing something wrong? What wasn't I doing right? Why does God hate me (I know, I'm dramatic), but at the end of the day, I've been losing a lot, I mean A LOT of inches. Everywhere...shoulders, boobies, waist, legs, thighs....those things can't be measured by weight, and they feel a whole lot better than some numbers on a scale....so if I get on the scale and it says 290, but I'm in a 18/20? I'll take it!