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I'm a week shy of my one year surgiversary.  I've been at my goal of 160 for about 2 weeks now.  I'm a totally different person, but totally the same... I'm so grateful for what this surgery has given me.  I can go for walks with my son without feeling like I'm going to die.  My fiance can pick me up and swing me around! 

I don't have much else left to say... I'm hoping to have plastics done and get a tummy tuck or an abdominoplasty.  My arms and legs I can deal with, but my stomach is just too much..

My ultimate goal is to be 142.  We'll see how far I get.

Only 4 more pounds until I'm at Dr. Hess' goal of 160 for me.  I lost my heath insurance, and I can't seem to get a self pay insurance that doesn't rake me over the coals, and I can't get state funded assistance because my household makes too much, and I can't get on my fiance's insurance, because, well, we aren't 'married' even though we're living as married, and all that jazz...

We have to figure something out, because I really want to see Dr. Hess for my one year appointment... *sigh*

Perhaps by then I'll be about 155 or so... and if not, I'm not all that worried... I'm right on track to losing 100% of my body weight within a reasonable amount of time... I just need to work on figuring out plastics, with the rashes and the hanging skin around my trunk it's really kind of gross... I hate my bat wings as well, but so far not enough to go under the knife... and I don't really give a crap about my thighs.. But my stomach is all kinds of gross, and I need to get a boob reduction... I thought for sure I'd have lost my girls like so many others have with this surgery, but nope... they've stayed the same size, but my band size has gone down from a 48DDD to a 34H, and the 34s are starting to get a bit loose, but that's likely because the bra has stretched a bit...

I never thought this surgery would be this successful... I mean, I knew I'd lose weight, but I never thought it be this much, this quickly...

and didn't die... lol..

I hate birthdays.. especially mine... it went well this year though... with the exception of my son acting up until his grandparents arrived at the restaurant we decided to go to eat at... and he was won over with a chocolate chip cookie... *sigh* 

I'm 180 pounds.  I have 20 pounds left to lose before I meet my surgeon's goal of 160... this is very exciting.  I'm just 8 months out, and I never in a million years thought I'd be so close to making his goal.  My ultimate goal is to be somewhere between 140-150 and that would be after plastics... I would love to be closer to 140, but I'm not picky.  I'm just happy to be healthy and feeling more alive than ever...

I added 2 new pictures... one of my pretty new dress, that shows off these things I've learned are collar bones, and one that I actually like the way I look in...

Since I likely won't update again before then... I'll be 26 on May 31st...

I'm nearly 8 months out, and I weighed in at 181 this morning... I started at 312...  131 pounds, and gone for good... I'm a size 12!  The last time I was a 12 was never... I swear I went from girls sizes right into a 14 womens... I'm a 15 in juniors (since they aren't cut for women with hips)... I'm an XL in tops because my boobs are so damn big.  I went from being a 48 ddd to being a 36G... Holy crap-oly...

I'm taking my son to the Zoo this weekend, and I'm excited for two reasons - one, it's his first trip to the zoo... secondly is because I'll be able to walk around without becoming so exhausted that we have to leave... and I'll be in the pictures, instead of being the one taking the pictures (I'll still take pics, but I'll also be in the them!)...

I have relatively nice looking legs, and perhaps I will update this after tomorrow with a picture of my lovely dress that I got for a dinner honoring my fiance and what he did for his high school's mathlete team...

right, so that's all I've got... I hope you're all doing well!!

I'm down 110 pounds.  I have 42 left to lose to meet my doctors goal.  I'm hoping that I'll surpass that... but we'll cross that bridge when we get there... I was put on Wellbutrin 2 weeks ago, and it seriously is my wonder drug.  I feel so much better, and so much more alive... I guess I was having issues with the surgery (not all bad, not all good), and that mixed with SAD mixed with some other crap going on, it's just been wonderful.

I have a UTI, not fun, and it's hard to drink light cranberry juice when the sugar is up to 10g per serving... but I do it, once a day... I don't want anything like that to happen again...

Um... I hate winter... and I hate being teased with the possibility of nicer weather... if it weren't for the fall foliage, and my family, I'd leave New England...

Health insurance issues abound... I may be losing my health insurance, I may not be... we'll see what happens... but if I lose it, I don't know that I'll be able to go to my follow up appointments with my surgeon... which will really make me sad... I like seeing how proud he is of me when I go in to meet with him...

I think I'm done with my rambling... Off to bed...

Yanno, when I was younger, 11pm was when the night was getting started... I'm only 25, and 11 is now when my day ends... WTH is up with that?

Things have been going fairly well lately... Got a new car... A Ford Focus ZX5, and I <3 it... Anthony's getting bigger and bigger, and more and more out of control.

I'm down 98 pounds in the 4.5 months since having surgery... I can't believe it's been 4.5 months already... It seems so long ago, yet so last week at the same time.

I love being able to keep up with my son, and run around and play, and have energy to keep up with myself...

I don't really have much else to say... but I'm so happy with my weight loss... I hope to reach my goal of 160 pre plastics before my 1 year appointment, but I'm not counting on it... then again I never counted on being nearly 100 pounds down this soon...

I hope you all have started your New Year off on the right foot... Mine however, not so much...

It started with my Great Uncle dying on the 2nd of January.  He was very old - 94 - and he had lived his life.  He survived 3 brain tumors, cancer, as well as other health battles... It was a blessing in a way that he passed.  But still, not such a happy way to start the new year off...

On the 3rd, my mother called me at home to see if I wanted to bring my son with me to meet her for lunch at work.  She loves showing him off, and she loves showing me off too...  Mom's... So I thought it over, and reluctantly agreed to meet her for lunch... Something was just telling me not to go, but I figured she was sad, (it was her uncle who passed)... I was about a block away from my house, and I got into a car accident... Nothing major, well for the person I rear ended, but it was pretty bad... We were both stopped at a red light, the light turned green, the lady I hit moved forward, I let off the breaks, and slightly tapped the gas, Anthony started choking in the back seat, so I turned my head, he smiled, I scoffed, I turned around, and slammed on my breaks, though not in enough time, I hit the lady ahead of me at a speedy 5-6 mph... Now, one would think that there would be little to no damage right?  Well her car lucked out, a quarter sized piece of rubber peeled up from her bumper... My van however, not so lucky... The whole front end caved in... and I killed my radiator... So I'm looking at her perplexed, and I say under my breath, "I didn't even hit you that hard", to which she replied "You really didn't, I don't know how this happened... "  She was very sweet... and kind... The engine started pouring out a mixture of coolant and anti-freeze... Anthony was all smiles & giggles in the backseat.... So I call my dad, and tell him to get downtown asap, I had been in an accident, He got there before the cops even got there.... (he works up the street from where I live, so I suppose that helps)... I swap info with the lady, the cops come, fill out a small report, and let us on our ways...

My dad takes my van, and I take his car to my house, just literally up the hill from where the accident happened...

Oh did I mention the lady was turning left w/o using her blinker?  *sigh*

Anyway, Thursday my dad picked me up and we swapped cars again, and he took my van to a friend of his, who got my van back to me the next afternoon - now that's what I call service... It cost a little over $900 to fix the damage, and apparently the van had been in a major accident prior to us buying it... It was never noted on the title, or on a CarFax report... I knew when I saw the damage after hitting the lady that there was something else up with the van... I knew it...

Anyway, Wednesday and Thursday had been horrible days, Scott & I were at odds, but when we found out about the previous accident with the van, he stopped being so crabby, and I stopped being so defensive...

Now we're looking into buying a new car... and a car, not a van... lol... I want something more ecologically friendly...

I'm down 81 pounds from surgery, I have another 71 to lose... I'm so happy... I never would have guessed that I could lose so much weight in so little time... it's great!

In that I can't put images behind a cut... Ok. so here are some before and afters...

Day before surgery:


One Month after sugery:


Two Months after surgery:


(almost) 3 Months after surgery:


(the rest will be in the same order as above)









(and again)









I'm officially down 70 pounds... YAY!!!

Anthony's had me going since 8:30 this morning... He ate lunch at noon, and i put him down for a nap.  Time for me!  YAY!  I attempted one of the pre-programmed workouts on my treadmill.  I laugh at myself now, but I thought I was gonna die after 15 minutes... It was too fast, and I over exerted myself.  I was actually dizzy when I stopped, my pulse was about 250 (talk about dangerous, it came down quickly though), I relaxed on the couch for a bit afterwards, and looked up a beginners treadmill exercise guide, found one I liked, and put that into effect about an hour after the first one... I walked/ran 1 mile in 19 minutes... going between 3mph with 4mph spikes that lasted about a minute... Using different inclines and what not as well... I felt really good after my workout, and I'll likely do another one tonight... eventually I hope to get to 5 miles per day.... If I wake up early enough in the am, I can get in a mile before Anthony wakes up.  Then I can do 2 miles during his nap, a mile when Scott feeds him dinner, and a mile before bed... but for now I'm gonna do 2 miles... 1 at naptime, and 1 when he's eating dinner...

It happened all so fast!  I can't believe I've lost 50 pounds! That's so amazing!  I'm down 4 pant sizes, 4!  I'm down 6 shirt sizes (I'm going by Lane Bryant's clothing here, so I may be slightly off, but still)... I'm about where I was right after I had my son over a year and a half ago!  I feel like I have so much more energy, and I don't really nap anymore... (I use my treadmill and play The Sims 2 while my son takes his nap.)  I feel like I care more about myself... I got a new shirt (though it probably won't fit by Christmas, it fits perfectly for Thanksgiving)... It's gorgeous!  And I felt pretty in it!  I, me, felt pretty!  That's a rarity... Anyway.  Enough rambling.

I suck at getting in my vitamins and calcium, but alas, it's a mental thing.  I just forget.  My memory sucks so bad since having my son.  If I remember anything I'm amazed.

I got myself some new comfy pj's.  Since hubby and my son each got a cute pair themselves yesterday.  Hubby has christmas themed pink flamingo's in Santa gear, and my son has Christmas Lobsters, also in Santa gear...

I hope to lost another 10 pounds before Thanksgiving... I hope I can do it... :)  I want to be about 250 by then... but I won't be crying if I don't make it that far by then... I'm very happy with how much I've lost so far.