Baby baby baby

Jun 29, 2011

Eli has arrived....

I obviously don't update this much... but we have our sweet baby boy, finally. After 13 years of trying we finally have him. Its still suprising to me that after all this time -- he is here.

Eli was born on Fathers day, June 19, 2011. At 8:09p. He weighed 7lbs 7oz and was 19 1/4" long. He is a good strong healthy baby. Who thankfully loves to snuggle with momma... :) I just don't wanna put him down, tho I do :)

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update

Feb 04, 2011

Well. I was so excited to post that I was pregnant back in may... I never thought to update this page too.
We lost our first pregnancy when I was 16 weeks.
Conner Ryan was born 3.2 oz 6.25" at 9:05p on 8-2-2010

I can't say enough about how much this little man impacted our lives...

In october I got pregnant again. I am currently 5 months. This is a whole new world to us and we are scared and excited all at once...

I had a cerclage placed at 12 weeks and I am starting to funnel. Which means the cervix is shortening. Its not a good thing. I am on strict bedrest but I have an ultrasound coming up on monday 2-7-11 to see if its worse. if it is worse I am in the hospital for 2 months,... if its the same I come home and stay off my feet here....

Btw....

Its A Boy!

We have named him Eli Mathius. ♥

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Pregnant and Loving it

May 14, 2010

Kevin and I just found out that we are pregnant, (well, I am,... but since he's in on it.... LOL) 

Due around January 12, 2011... Hoping that it goes by smoothly and uneventful...

have a good day kiddies...

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Past Goal

May 09, 2010

Well folks... I am 18 months out and weigh in at 144 lbs. My personal goal was 170 but I blew by that. I have a bunch of excess skin, but what do ya expect? LOL  We are currently buying a house now and moved to a different city :) We are also going through fertility treatments, most of you knew that we had been trying to conceive for 13 years and this year seems MORE promising then the past years, my weight is under control and I have a great dr working with us :) So, keep your fingers crossed...

Not much of a post, sorry... I will update with more photos later on :)

btw, i will going to the Centurion Awards this year, meaning I have lost over 100 lbs, To date I have lost 154 :) WOOT to me...

Take Care everyone...
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My Surgery Story, yes its a long one.

Nov 02, 2008

I know what it feels like to be the biggest person in the room and for once I have said "enough". This is my Story of my weight loss surgery. I didn't post updates because I was honestly afraid I would jinx myself :)

My Lap RNY was scheduled for October 28th, 2008 at 730a at Henry Ford Detroit main campus. I had to arrive at 530a.

My parents, husband and I get to the hospital at 525a and we sit there and wait for me to be called back to the pre-op room. And finally at around 610a this nice lady calls my name. She tells me only Kevin can go for now but my parents can come back to see me shortly after I get hooked up.

Then it hits me… This is for real, I wasn’t nervous really until that walk. Kevin just rubbed my back and asked if I was ok, and I said yes.

We get to the back and she puts me in a private pre-op room, gives me instructions to take everything off and to pee in a cup first. So, I go do that, come back and change into a gown that is so nice and big, its nice to not have to force it closed. I get on the bed and Kevin and I just sit and wait for them to come in and get the show started. And we wait. And wait… Finally the anesthesiologist comes in and asks questions about how I have done before and stuff of that nature and makes me bend my neck side to side and to my chest, say Ahh types of things and he was wonderful, nice as could be.

Finally Dr. Carlin came in and we talked for a brief moment answered our questions and then said he would see me soon. They hook me up, put some cool boots on me that help prevent blood clots and I asked “how long until I go back for surgery?” he said “within minutes.” I said “I was told I would see my parents before going back and I want to see them first” He had Kevin go and get them and they came back to the room for a just a quick hug and its hard to see your father get teary, but he knew I would be okay. So, I give Kevin a kiss and tell him I love him and he says the same, and they wheel me out.

Now at this time I have received versed (verset) and am just kinda there, and that is ok. They wheel me to the O.R. say it will be just a few minutes. I wait and couldn’t careless about anything. I remember meeting Emily who is a student, she was a doll. She was just observing. They wheel me in put me on a different bed and put a ramp under my neck and tell me that they are strapping my legs down and that my arms will be out to the sides. I am like “whatever”. So, then they give me oxygen and a couple minutes later after listening to them tell each other what they are doing, they said “Enjoy Paris”. (the last time I had surgery the team said the same thing, wonder why that is… )

So, I wake up in recovery. And the nurse says “don’t bite down you still have your tube in your throat.” So, I bite down. (of course and now I have a huge cut on my upper lip.) I can feel the tube being pulled out of my throat, every ridge of it and it wasn’t that it hurt, it felt weird and was uncomfortable, but when it came out I coughed and THAT is what hurt. The RN asked “what is your pain on a scale from 1 to …” I didn’t even let her finish I yell out “10 10 10” It was the worst pain ever. She said that I hadn’t gotten any pain meds yet and she will give me 2 units of morphine. How is now she asks, I say 10, 2 more units come my way. How is it now she asks again, I say 9. She gives me 2 more units. Then tells me how to use the PCA, (morphine pump I am in charge of.) One beep gets relief, 2 beeps means “not yet”. You can get one beep for every 15 minutes. So I push it, and I start to feel better.

Next thing I know My Kevin is there on one side and so is my sister Cathy. That was a pleasant surprise. I was just so happy to see Kevin that I forgot about the pain for a moment. J We try to talk back and forth but the oxygen mask they had on me dried my mouth out so bad that my teeth felt like they were stuck to my eyelids. It sucked. So the RN gave me a small swab for my mouth and that really helped, for a few minutes then I would have to get another hit of it. My sister and Kevin look at my belly and see where the bandages are at. Cathy, mom, dad and Kevin take turns visiting me in the recovery area and my poor dad, he don’t know any different, but he put his elbow on my new pouch to lean down to give me a “feel better” kiss. I flew his elbow off me and hit my PCA button L

I am then told I am getting wheeled back into my own room and that is uneventful and moving hurts, but not like I thought it would. They get me settled and bring my family in where I am then informed that I was in surgery for almost 3 full hours and that I was in recovery for 2 hours. Dr. Carlin told Kevin that I would be in recovery for an hour and they could see me. After an hour and 15 minutes, Kevin is starting to worry, so at 1.5 hours, he goes to ask them to find out what is wrong. Now, understand he was/is hesitant of this whole process for fear of losing me, which I understand. So not being able to see me when they said he could made him a nervous. I keep hitting the PCA and my body wanted to join in the conversation with all of them, but my sister said my teeth were all showing and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. She said it looked “downright ridiculous”. I just laughed. She and Kevin kept feeding me ice chips. Which were a GODSEND!


I was hooked up to a catheter and a bag of fluids and my PCA. By the end of the day around 7pm, I got up to walk. I stood up and almost fell right back down. Dizzy and very queasy. They said its probably the morphine. I just didn’t like it. I took a step and said “Nope”. Then the dry heaves started. Since I ate nothing but ice chips I knew nothing would come up, but its still is an icky feeling.
I laid back down after they passed and hit the button and went to la-la land again for an hour or so. Poor Kevin was sitting there watching me most of the night making sure I was ok… I finally quit hitting the PCA button around 10 pm and only hit it 3 times all night long.

By morning I have a clear liquid breakfast of diluted juice, high protein chicken broth and jell-o. A few bites of each and I am FULL. Kevin said “what? Does it taste bad?” I said “No, I am so full.” He was really surprised and so was I. They take the PCA away, thankfully and there was almost NO pain. The only pain is getting up and down.

They finally take out the catheter and the RN tells me that if don’t urinate in 4 hours they will straight cath me to make me go. Well, 20 minutes later I am going on my own. It became a pain in the butt really because I had to keep getting up and down, but it was for the best. I was walking a lot that day and am having no pains really. There was a pain but I just couldn’t figure it out, until later.

I was taken of the PCA about 30 hours surgery, I also had the bag of fluids removed because I was drinking so well, they didn’t see a need for it.

I just kept on walking and taking naps throughout the day, and drinking my meals. They were giving me Heparin shots and taking my blood to check my sugar levels. Everything was great.


Dr. Carlin came to see me and we spoke for a few minutes and he said “You are doing so well, we will probably let you go home tomorrow”. Woo Hoo! As Dr. Carlin was on his way out he reached for my hand and said “Welcome to your new life.“ I got teary and just said “thank you”. What can you say to someone who basically saves your life?

So, things were going well and then I felt that pain again… What is that? I couldn’t figure it out.

Later on that night, I felt funny and went to take a walk and Kevin said “you feel okay?” I said “ take me to the room Now”. I get in the room sit on my bed and start to dry heave, again! It sucks, but there was nothing I could do but breathe deeply. It passes and I lay down to nap. AH HA! I have gas pains, that is the pain I have. I figured it out and couldn’t do anything about it but walk. So I did later on and nothing… But I was tolerating it best as I could.

When I wake up in the am, Emily, the gal who I met in pre-op was there again. She came yesterday morning too and is just so sweet. She asks me the same questions and wants to make sure I am relatively pain free and to just see how I am. Then Dr. Carlins assistant comes in and tells me that I am gonna get to go home before noon. Then Emily, Dr. Carlins PA, comes in to give me the papers to get out and to go home. Then Dr. Carlin comes in and we talk and he is happy that I am doing so well and that things went great. Says he will see me in the office soon.


We wait for my parents to pick us up at the hospital and the ride home was uneventful. I get home and I am just dogged tired. I go take a nap for a couple hours and then start sipping my water. I go to bed early. I planned on sleeping in the recliner, but with 3 pillows behind me I was good to go.

The gas pains finally started to pass the day I get home and still the only pains I have are getting up and down. We went to Kroger yesterday and we were almost finished and I told Kevin I just needed to get home right away, I was so icky feeling. I was starting to dehydrate and I hadn’t eaten enough calories. So I come home eat and sip, then lay down. When I woke up I felt better, but who knew that I would be THAT tired after shopping for only 30 minutes or so.

The only problems I am having is getting all the requirements in my body. But it’s a learning process and I am a great student, sometimes J

That is my surgery story, sorry it is so long, at least ya know it now though… Thanks for your support.


About Me
Saginaw, MI
Location
24.7
BMI
RNY
Surgery
10/28/2008
Surgery Date
Mar 22, 2008
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