moxiemommy
2.5 weeks post op
Aug 07, 2010
Well...It has been almost 3-weeks since my surgery. So much has happened--good and bad--that I hardly know where to begin. I am back to work already...sooooon, I know, but I have multiple projects and deadlines that just wouldn't wait for me.My progress with pain has been excellent. I have very little pain left--just a twinge here and there when I move the wrong way. I've been making a concerted effort to get out and walk every evening. Sincerely, I can't wait to get back to the gym!
After losing 23 pounds (from my highest) pre-and immediately post-op, I hit a stall sometime early in week 2. I know I shouldn't be hopping on the scale like an obsessive jack rabbit, but after going through everythng I have I've been really impatient to see the scale move. Finally, this morning, I'm down another two pounds for a total of 25 (about half of it post-op).
Eating has been a real challenge. I have major sensitivities to dairy AND soy so the liquid phase kept me feeling queasy, uncomfortable, and generally miserable all the time. Ahead of schedule, but with MD approval, I started adding solids in ahead of schedule and began to feel better immediately. I'm doing my best to take it slow, knowing full well I am ahead of myself and don't want to screw anything up. Needless to say, there have been a couple of times when I've gotten things stuck in the pipe and lived to regret it!!
Last night was a toughy. We went to a local corn festival. I don't have the problem that some of my WLS brothers and sisters experience--'head hunger'--quite the opposite. I have a total aversion. The entire time I was there I was getting completely turned off by the overwhelming smells of fried carnival foods; the site of people walking along gorging on all sorts of artery clogging abominations, the whole experience. By the time we arrived back home I had a headache and couldn't wait to call it quits for the night. Too much, too soon. It reminded me of when I quit smoking. I couldn't walk into a bar or any other establishment where others were smoking. It made me sick to the core.
As I read others' posts on this site I am full of hope. Every day I dream of what it will be like, a month, two months, a year from now. I am so grateful to have had this opportunity. I commit to making the most of it with exercise, diet and moderation. I have come so far I have no intention of going back again!
