One Year Surgiversary Thoughts

Jun 02, 2015

One year ago today I went in for surgery.  I really only remember a few things.  I weighed in at 343 that morning, 11 pounds lower than my highest weight.  I remember that I had forgotten to take my laxative the night before and that I had to poop a few minutes before they wheeled me in and the nurse said not to worry about, people poop themselves all the time.  I remember they were playing Led Zep in the OR and all of the nurses were singing along and I loved it.  I remember after the surgery that every time they made me blow in that stupid tube I got the hiccups.

This morning I weighed in at 185.  Unreal.  My new goal weight is 173 because it puts in the "normal" bmi range instead of overweight.  

I've gotten runners hip.  Twice, actually.  Once in each hip.  

Planking is actually pretty fun.  

I enjoy food more.  I think about what I'm going to eat for hours.  I meticulously fix most of my meals with deliberate flavors, hoping to fulfill whatever my both needs and now is naturally craving now that I'm feeding it real food.  Since getting full isn't such a huge concern I can focus on matching nutritional needs with desired flavors.  

Getting my water in every day was the hardest on day one, and it was the hardest thing on day 365.  

It's strange how long it takes the brain to catch up to the weight loss the body experiences. I still have days where I catch myself in the mirror and am impressed.  

Don't give up guys.  Encourage each other.  Encourage me as I go forward that I don't get cocky and quit my new lifestyle habits.  Let's take care of each other.

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