Brandy K.
Two weeks out!
May 19, 2010
Time is STILL flying. I can't believe it's been two weeks since my surgery. I weighed myself today. I started this journey at 355. I had two weeks of liquid diet prior to surgery. My surgery was two weeks ago... so that's 28 days. In those 28 days, I have lost 29 pounds! I lost 14 pounds prior to surgery. So, I went into surgery weighing 341 pounds. I now weigh 326 pounds. So, in the 14 days since surgery, I've lost 15 pounds. ROCK ON! I can't tell you the last time I got on a scale and smiled. Have I ever smiled at a scale? Probably not. I do now.
Now... I just have to make myself NOT get back on the scale until NEXT Wednesday. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.
As for my recovery, I feel absolutely perfect. I don't feel like I had surgery at all. Nothing hurts. Nothing aches. My incisions have itchy moments, but that means they're healing. I walk and move and get up and down and twist and turn without any pain. I sleep on my belly as I've been doing since a week out (the day after he took out my feeding tube). I have energy. My clothes already fit better. Well, they definitely fit differently. I don't have to unbutton my pants to put them on or take them off. And I may need to make a trip to the tailor to have the pants I'm wearing today taken in and hemmed up. They're too long now! I didn't expect that to happen so soon.
Anyway, on to the diet:
The liquid diet prior to surgery was mildly torturous. I was hungry and I knew that I could eat something without physically hurting my stomach. It hadn't been altered yet. But, I also knew that cheating would be reflected in the size of my liver and the amount of interabdominal fat the doctor would find during my surgery. I didn't want that to happen.
The liquid diet post surgery has been a breeze. First and foremost, of course, I'm not hungry. I almost feel like I'm actually overeating because I have to drink shakes and soups and whatnot when I'm not hungry. That's such an "old me" habit, you know? But, it's an oddly new sensation. I'm eating and drinking just to nourish my body. Sure, I definitely make sure that the food I'm drinking is tasty, but that's only because forcing myself to drink nasty stuff would just suck.
I get to start soft foods tomorrow. I'm so stoked! I want some refried beans so bad... Here I just spent 10 whole days in Mexico around my favorite foods on the entire planet, and I couldn't so much as lick a tortilla. I'm really looking forward to some refried beans and cheese... and in a week or so, the doctor has given me permission to add SPICE again. I'm a chili-head. My tongue is slowly dying from the blandness of my recent diet.
I'm still on a mission to impress the hell out of my surgeon when I go back to see him next year. I want to excede his expectations. I want to excede my own expectations, of course, but Dr. Horacio is just one of those people you don't want to disappoint. I don't plan to. We took pictures together after my surgery. I want the after pictures to be AMAZING. They will be. I've decided it. :)
