Laurie S.

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I cannot believe it!  I've been only post op since Monday and I've lost 9#, putting me for the first time in 3 years under the weight limit of my home scale.  Only by 1#, but a hell of a victory. 

I feel pretty good.  Nervous about starting new things.  I was given clearance to start puree after 48 hours, but I was so nervous, I just tried last night.  This morning I added some runny cream of wheat with vanilla protein powder to my regimen.  Not bad, though it is a shame to make a whole batch and just eat about 3 tbs worth.  It felt good to eat it, though.  And getting some protein in was good too.  I already feel a little more energy.  Thank goodness.  I'm sore, don't get me wrong, but the soreness reduces every day and I get a little braver each day, too.  I start my gallbladder meds tomorrow as well as getting back on my vitamins and my PPI.  I'm amazed at the change already.

The only thing that's difficult each and every day is giving myself the shot of lovenox.  I have to give a shot in my belly every morning to prevent bloodclots.  Not likely with how much I'm moving, but I'm taking NO chances. 

For anyone not sure about their decision to have surgery - don't think twice.  The fear is there until the moment they put you under - the pain directly afterwards is bad, but once they get you under control it's so bearable.  And it gets better day by day.  I don't regret a single minute of the uncomfortable bed, the sleep deprivation, or the stress.  It is worth each and every step and each and every milestone.  Believe me, you'll be so glad you did!  =)

Well, I'm off.  My jeans are still uncomfortable, so I'm taking a trip to Old Navy for yoga pants.  Comfort and fashion....that's what I'm going for!  =)  See you all real soon......

It's all a bit surreal, really.  I'm a bit freaked out, had a bit of a crying fit yesterday because I'm scared, but it was over quickly.  I am so secure in my decision.  It doesn't change all the uncertainties.  At this point, I just want to get it over with.  I keep telling myself, I may be miserable for a few days or maybe weeks, but it'll all be worth it.  It will all be worth it.  It will all be worth it.  This is my mantra.

I'm getting closer to meeting another goal - to be able to set up a wii fit character.  I haven't weighed since Thursday, but with the optifast, I wouldn't be surprised if I meet this goal in the upcoming week.  Now, to have the hubby buy it for me.  =)

Alright, everyone, I have an insane day ahead of me - open house, private house showing, picking up my parents.  I'll likely not be on until post op.  Thanks for all your pre-op love and support - I would be lost without OH and all my new friends here!

See you on the loser's bench!
<3
Laurie  =) 

OMG - in less than 48 hours, I'll be sleeved and in a hospital room.  The prospect freaks me the eff out, but excites me at the same time.  I pick my parents up tomorrow afternoon - which also stresses me out.  Damn, I'll be thrilled to be on drugs for the first day or two after surgery - I won't have time to worry about my dad falling down my stairs, my husband remembering to eat, my mom having problems with her eyes..... BUT, on the flip side?  There isn't any other group of ppl I would want with me in those first couple days.  My husband has been amazing - my mom is super supportive - and my daddy loves me and just wants to be here to watch me.  I'm so fortunate.

We have to go shopping today - groceries for my parents' stay, a second magic bullet (that thing has been my Godsend), and storage containers for the food my mom has decided she's going to cook and puree ahead of time for me.  I just don't know where to start with that stuff.....I'm gonna hit the message boards.  

See you on the loser's bench!  Lots of love.....
Laur
HW - 361/CW - 339/GW - ONEderland somewhere

OMG, I didn't blog in 3 days? Really? What was I thinking?!  Well, here I am again.  I was struggling with the optifast yesterday but went to my first support group meeting, which definitely put me back on track and left me energized!  I feel good and am counting down the days......

Speaking of the support group meeting - as I mentioned to the group that I was having the sleeve, someone said, "they haven't done a lot of those, have they??" (meaning my surgeon).  They haven't done nearly as many as they've done RNY's, but they've done a good amount and their success rate is fantastic.  It still threw a wave of panic through me for a split second - and then it passed.  I so did not need another reason to panic, but there it was.  I'm good now. 

The buyer fell through on our house - there never was a contract, but significant interest.... ohwell, we're officially on the MLS now so hopefully we'll find someone who falls in love with our little townhouse.  We're going looking at 11 more houses on Saturday and I pick my mom and dad up on Sunday.  I have to be up @ 3:30 the day of surgery, cause I have to be to the hospital at 5.  *whew* what a whirlwind.  I can't believe it's here!

My sister was cracking up at me yesterday - she was telling me about our mutual friend who's 2 years out from her RNY and how certain foods get her nauseous - I told her I hate nausea almost as much as I hate dentists and the thought of red not pokers in my eyes..... that in and of itself will keep me on the straight and narrow post op. 

K, gotta go to work.....3 more days to go (including today), tons to do!  See ya!

 K, spoke too soon about not killing anyone....today I almost lost it making dinner for my hubby.  Why, you may ask, do I actually cook for my hubby when I can't eat it?  I find it kind of therapeutic to cook, even if I can't eat it....but tonight was rough.  I made a bunch of steaks (little ones that we had in the fridge) so Jeff would have something to take to lunch and for dinners for the next couple of days...... It took a lot not to eat it.  I made my next shake and drank it while I cooked.  It helped, but I actually said to Jeff, "you know, I'm angry at you because you can eat".  I felt better after I said it.

K, I'm outtie....gonna go "eat".... 

On another note - we found a couple houses today that we really liked...... one that we REALLY liked, but it was a foreclosure, so we'd have to sell ours before they'd take our offer..... They're going to check anyway, but likelihood is low.  

K, really going now.  Bye...  =)

Well, I'm almost through day two..... managed to get my bloodwork done, pick up breakfast for my hubby, moved stuff to storage, went to the pet store while we had our first house showing, went to the movies (I'm not gonna lie, the pretzels with cheese almost did me in, but I resisted), made the hubby dinner, and watched Revolutionary Road.  Quite a long day......

I have to say, I've never ever noticed cars with pizza delivery signs on them until today....and they were everywhere.  I mean EVERYWHERE!  It's like when I got my first tattoo, once I had one I saw them everywhere.  Now that I am on this pre-op diet I'm seeing FOOD everywhere.  I'm holding strong, don't you worry, but it's just strange how your perceptions change with situation.

Eight days and a wake up until my new birthday.  I count down the days....and cannot wait for its arrival.  

On a funny ass note....my husband is across the room from me playing World of Warcrack wearing my bathrobe b/c he's cold.......good thing it's a neutral color and doesn't look girly - but it's funny knowing it's mine.  *lol*  I was busting his butt about only having 8 days left to enjoy *Vanna White's her body* this..... Soon he'll have to get used to a new me.  It's fun to bust his ass.  

K...I'm off!  More tomorrow, most likely.....this blogging helps to keep me on track!  I love it!
Laters! 

 And I haven't killed anyone yet!  There is hope!  I will say, when Jeff was eating his dinner, I coveted.....crap, do I have to go to confession?  I haven't been in so long, I'd have to pack half my food packets for the day to go!  Guess I'll be okay.  

I'm taking this thing one day at a time.  I made it through today, I can make it through tomorrow and the next and the next and the next..... each one is a little victory, each shake I drink, each glass of water I drink, each day that passes, I am one day closer to my new life and my new reality.  I'm psyched, scared, nervous, tearful, freaked out, excited...... I keep trying to have the optimism outweigh the fear...but sometimes you can't help it.  

Have a good one.... I'm off to bed...
*hugs*

Soooo.... I went to the docs today, alllll prepared to ask a million questions and get my fears assuaged and what did I do?  Freakin' clammed up and couldn't remember what I was going to ask!  As he's walking out of the room, my memory starts to return with the damn questions welling up in my ears like water in a swimming pool.....and.......there he goes.  Dangit!  Good news? I have OH to help me find the way..... Thank goodness, because I would be a blithering ignorant dipstick without you all.  I was able to catch him for 2 of the questions, and review what I knew.... but the longer time passed, the more questions came into my dimwitted brain.  Ohwell....I'm going to go with "God's amnesia" and "the less I know the less I'll worry."  And....peace made.

I venture to the the world of OptiFast tomorrow - I put all my stuff for tomorrow out on the counter for tomorrow's "meals".  I keep saying to myself, "I get to drink milk(ish) shakes for a week....who wouldn't be psyched!  I'm not gonna lie, I did have a parting break up date today with Pop Tarts.  It was harder on me than it was on them.   

Thanks for reading, my friends!  I get punchy as I get nervous, so hang on - my brain's freakishness may make you dizzy.  Talk to you soon!  <3

   So here I am....12 days out and starting to freak out about the procedure itself.  I am still super excited about my new "birthday" but the prospect of the process is starting to make me nervous..... I am easily talking myself down - most the time.

My friends here have been so super supportive.  They took me out for dinner on Sunday for my "last supper" and margaritas, have been such a help at work and at home, and are here for me every step of the way.  My hubby is scared, but supportive.....being the one to help me remember not to drink with a straw and make me giggle with shouts of "dumping!" when I want to reach for sweets.....it's our new inside joke.  Only those of us in the WLS world would get it....*lol*.

My thinner clothes are in storage, since we are selling our house too....nothing like piling on the stress..... so it'll be interesting after surgery if we don't sell for a while.....all my 24's, 22's, and 20's are in storage......I'll be wearing big clothes if we're in this house much past surgery...but I'll do it gladly.....and smile every step of the way!

Thanks for reading.....I can't wait to start my "after" entries!  =)
Laur  

Knowing my surgery is a month and 6 days away is exciting and nerve racking.  The more I hear about the intricacies of the surgery, the more nervous I get.  The drain, the PCA pump, the removal of my stomach through my belly button?!  It's so much to take in.  It's almost enough to make me change my mind......but then I think about my friends who have had it done, and I think about how wonderful they feel and how healthy they are and how much they are thankful for the change......then I recommit.  

It's scary and exciting all at once..... my mom is going to buy me some size large sweaters for Christmas for me to wear NEXT Christmas..... which is exciting and daunting at the same time.  I can do this.... I will do this..... for me, for my family, for my LIFE.

*sigh* I feel better now.  Thanks for reading.
Laur  =)