Look out for Roux-en-O...yes...Roux-en-O

Apr 15, 2010

Today is Thursday, April 15, 2010.  I had my surgery as planned on February 24, 2009.  All I can say is my life will never be the same.  The surgeon "misconstructed" my Roux-en-Y and I ended up with what is called a Roux-en-O.  Essentially what it is a closed loop system.  My stomach was not connected to my intestine so it essentially exploded.  I have spent months in hospitals.  My sister saved my life by getting out of the care of Dr. Taylor and having me transferred to Methodist Hospital.  I have been under the care of Dr. Robert Davis since my transfer.  He has saved my life as well.  I have nothing bad to say about Dr. Davis.  The man is a saint!  He has taken my incredibly messed up body and put the pieces back together.  Believe it or not my saga has not ended.  After going for almost a year without eating solid food, having huge open wounds, IVs for TPN, and fistulas I am just now starting to feel like a human again.  This last year has been a nightmare.  I have undergone in excess of eight MAJOR operations.  Yes, I have lost weight, big deal.  I forefitted my health.  I have been unemployed for over a year and now my only income is Social Security Disability.  Believe me when I tell you that is not enough to live on. 
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Tomorrow's the big day!

Feb 23, 2009

I can't believe it is finally here.  I'm not really as nervous as I was a few weeks ago, but still a little apprehensive.  I keep asking myself if I'm doing the right thing.  I truly hope so.  After weighing the pros and cons, the pros won.  I will be a healthier, hopefully happier person.  I'm not looking forward to head hunger!  I truly appreciate all of the wonderful people who have sent me well wishes lately.  It's incredibly supportive.  I sometimes feel like I've read every blog on this website.  Boy the good is REALLY good and the bad is REALLY bad.  I hope that my recovery takes a course at least right down the middle. 

I hate hospitals, so my plan is to escape as soon as possible!  I want to be up and around the minute my feet can walk.  I only wish my procedure was lap and not open.  I've had several other abdominal surgeries so the doc said it had to be open. 

I have to be at the hospital at 5:30 a.m.!  I cannot imagine getting up that early without coffee.  I guess it is the unknown that always makes me the most apprehensive.  I like to be in control of me and have a hard time letting someone else take over.  Maybe one day I will get over that.  I don't think it will happen overnight. 

Well, thanks everybody.  I will write again when I get home.  Wish me luck!
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Weekend before surgery...

Feb 21, 2009

I've got my 9-year-old niece this weekend.  I love her and just knew she would keep me busy enough to keep my mind off of Tuesday.  I was right.  How can they pack so much energy in something so incredibly small?  Looking forward to my new life. 
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Coming Clean

Feb 17, 2009

I finally worked up the courage to tell one of my sister's about my upcoming surgery.  I knew she would find out sooner or later and she would not be a happy camper, so I just told her.  She wasn't exactly happy about the timing, but the timing works for me and my job, so...  I also told another brother, who AMAZINGLY is also incredibly supportive.  He has been so ill lately.  He was just diagnosed with hyperthyroidism.  He was GREAT, wants to be there, asked me questions that just made me feel so much better.  I'm blessed.  I feel so much better.  I felt like was I was keeping a dirty little secret--now it's out.  I still will not tell my mother.  She and my older sister are just not in an emotional place where they can handle the news.  That's my opinion and this one I'm sticking too. 

My supervisor at work sent out an email to the other admin staff telling them I was taking a leave and they were to arrange their schedules so that they could be at work during the period that I am off.  Of course, now they are beating a line to my door trying to find out what I'm having done.  I'M NOT TELLING THEM EITHER!  They are so nosey, gossipy little rumor mongers. 

I love my immediate supervisor.  He is great.  He doesn't know anything except that I am having a procedure.  He just made sure I knew in his low key way that if I needed anything all I had to do was call.  I wish I made more money, but if it wasn't for this man I'd leave there in an instant. 

The time for my surgery is flying by now.  It has taken almost a year for the whole process to take place, granted a hurricane interferred for a while there.  From primary care, to surgeon, to cardiologist, to pulmonologist, to psychologist, and finally insurance approval.  What a trip!  It's kind of surreal. 

Part of me is still wandering if I've lost my mind, but when I'm having a hard time getting out of bed or standing in an upright position because of the pain in my back and knees, I think I've made the right decision.  I hope I have.  I'm concerned about some of what I've read here, mostly about the mind over new stomach thing.  How will I adapt?  I definitely don't like throwing up!  I've always considered myself officially sick when that happens and I don't want to be a wimp.  I don't want to start trying to "emotional eat" and then make myself sick.  I DO want to stop having to ever take pain medication ever again!  I DO want to play with my nieces and nephews without looking like a beached whale.  I DO want to make it through the zoo without having to leave early. 
  I like these little smiley face things! 
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Support System

Feb 15, 2009

Today is Sunday, February 15, 2009.  I still have not been able to tell my family about my surgery.  I mean it's scheduled for Tuesday, February 24th.  My sisters are really going through some deep "issues" and I just can't bring myself to pile my issues on top of theirs.  And...yet, I know if I don't and they find out about it I'll be on the black list for a very long time.  Damned if you do, damned if you don't.  Right now my youngest brother is the only one who knows.  He has volunteered to take me to the hospital and I may have to take him up on the offer, but I really don't want to.  He doesn't get paid if he doesn't work and in this economy not working is not an option.  I am at least lucky that I have ten days paid leave.  I don't know what to do.  I can make arrangements to get myself to the hospital, but I'm really scared to go by myself and what if something happens and they need a family member?  I am so torn!  I know I can't load my surgery on to my sisters, my brother will be making a HUGE sacrifice.  I wonder if anyone else has been through this?  Oh!  My other brother, bless his heart is very ill right now.  He was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism very recently.  I have never seen him as sick as he is right now.  He is an ashen gray color, is a shell of what he use to be and is in a lot of pain.  I feel guilty even considering surgery right now, but I've been going through all this preop stuff for months and the family situation has not improved.  I can't help anyone else, if I don't take care of myself.  I am to the point where I have to take pain medication daily just to function.  My knees and back, especially my back are so incredibly painful.  I have developed something wrong with my left elbow area.  I can't grip and hold anything with my left arm anymore.  When I buy groceries I have to do it in small amounts because I can't carry things into the house, I'm either in a lot pain or out of breath.  Truthfully, I'm also afraid that the surgeon will open me up and find more cancer tumors and I don't even want to go there. 

On the up side, I have been listening to a lot of the YouTube videos and they are very informative.  I've made a shopping list so I will have what I need here when I get home from the hospital.  I am very independent and have been through surgeries before, so I know I can take care of myself.  I also know that I am better off by myself because I get irritated when people "wait" on me.  I know there are those who live for the day when other people wait on them.  I am not one of those people.  I thrive on my own.  I look forward to the day when I can go for long walks again.  I want to be able to take part in life instead of sitting on the sidelines watching life go by. 

I'm going to do this.  Right now I don't know how, but I'm going to do this.

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Happy Birthday To Me

Feb 10, 2009

Today is my birthday!  I have had a wonderful day.  My day started with my mother calling early in the morning to wish me happy birthday, then my older sister called while I was in the shower and sang the Happy Birthday song on my answering machine.  (I love to play the messages over and over again.)   I got to work and people just started giving me cards and muffins.  My boss gave me $50 and told me dinner was on her.  My office friends took me to an Italian restaurant and my two best friends took me to a steakhouse for dinner.  (Are we seeing a pattern here?)  I received so many happy phone calls, it was just wonderful.  Now, I am having an internal conflict.  What the heck am I going to do when people can't feed me to happiness anymore?  Hmmm....  While I cannot wait for the moment when my life will change, I am also apprehensive about the extent to which it will change.  I'm sure all of this will work itself out in the long run.  It's funny how after you make a decision to do something about your weight that you start realizing just how awful your habits really are.  Tomorrow is another day! 
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My Weight Loss Journey Begins

Feb 05, 2009

I had my preop tests done...well actually all this started a month post Hurricane Ike.  I saw my surgeon to see if I am a candidate for gastric bypass.  I was nervous like you wouldn't believe.  You see I was diagnosed with a rare neuroendocrine cancer back in June of 2002.  I've had like five surgeries for it between 2002 and 2004.  Essentially my body produces excessive amounts of a certain hormone that causes tumors to grow; not big tumors (thank you God), but big enough to block the small intestine.  I have had a small bowel resection twice so I really didn't know if I would qualify for gastric bypass.  I figure I'm going to be only fat person who ever died of cancer.  Turns out while I still have excessive amounts of this hormone and they can produce tumors, I still qualified for the surgery.  Yippee!!!  I really never thought I would be happy to be cut open yet again.  I have had four hernia repairs and then the two small intestine bypasses, so truthfully I'm not looking forward to being cut open again. 

I have a crazy insurance company and I'm very surprised they approved the procedure.  I have been evaluated by a cardiologist, pulmonologist, psychologist and a really dingy non-dietitian.  It turns out there are only two people listed as dietitians with my insurance plan and one is so busy they can't see more patients and the other just counsels diabetic patients and isn't really a dietitian at all.  He said he found a copy of The Methodist Hospital food plan for gastric bypass patients and gave me a copy, said good luck, and out the door I went.  In that respect I felt totally confused, but I knew it would be up to me to seek out the information I needed.  This board is great.  I've gotten more information here in the last few months than I did from any of the doctors that I've seen. 

I'm in the process of creating a shopping list because frankly I believe in being prepared.  I'm single, live alone and very VERY independent.  I don't like to be fussed over and I don't like to have people wait on me, so if I don't have it before surgery I won't be having it until I'm able to get out and get it myself. 

I have a very supportive little brother.  He's amazing!  He has encouraged me so much and I'm sure he has no idea how much it means to me.  I have two girl friends, one who probably lost close to 100 pounds last year on her own, well, not really on her own, she is diabetic and just stopped taking her meds.  I would not want to go that route.  She has all kinds of problems now.  My other girl friend is very supportive, but seems very concerned about me.  I'm not going to tell my mother until all is said done.  She's an interesting character and it would just take too long to explain it all here.  My older sister would be supportive as would my younger sister, but man are they up to their eyeballs is their own troubles.  In case you're wondering, I have two sisters and four brothers.  TMI huh?

My surgery date is scheduled for February 24th and I've got so many emotions going on right now, it would be impossible to describe them.  Kind of like the weather in Texas, wait five minutes and it will change.

Why am I doing this?  My health definitely, but there are other factors.  I've noticed over the years that the more weight I gain the less respect I get at work.  I seem to be the "go to" person for just about everything.  If you don't know how to do it ask me.  I'm conscientious, dedicated, and as loyal to you as you are to me.  I want a better job, with benefits and the respect I deserve and I will never be able to accomplish that at 240 pounds.  You know and I know when people see an overweight person they don't see a capable, intelligent, person who has their act together.  They see someone who is out of control, incapable of properly taking care of themselves and probably won't be able to take care of their needs either.  I'm not that person and I LOVE proving it to people. 

I'm ready for my surgery.  I'm ready for my new life to begin! 


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Houston, TX
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43.9
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RNY
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02/24/2009
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Jul 30, 2008
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