SweetLuvableAngel
2 weeks post op
Feb 09, 2009
Well, I have to say that this surgery has been the single most challenging thing I've ever done. I thought it would be an easy surgery. Boy was I wrong. I woke up in the recovery room screaming in pain and didn't stop for the next 3 days until they finally found a pain med that worked for me. I had a horrible outlook on life at that point. I hated the decision I had made. I hated myself. I hated the surgery. I cried and ranted and at times even screamed. I missed my best friend....food. I still do miss it but I have hope now. I have hope that I will be able to eat normally (just smaller) in the near future. I am down 29 pounds as of today and am feeling pretty good. I still get pretty exhausted easily but when I'm not exhausted, I have boundless energy. I can't wait for my body to catch up to my mind. I want to run and play and my fat body says noooooooooooo. LOL! I'm shrinking though and hopefully soon, I'll be able to run and play and be the active person that I want to be. Hubby is leaving for a 6 month deployment on the 21st and I don't even want to think about how I'm going to get through this without him. I'll do it though. Knowing that this is our last deployment ever helps a lot. Hopefully the time will fly and he will not recognize me when he gets home. To new post-ops out there who are having trouble, it's normal and okay. Your feelings and hormones are going to be all over the place and that's okay. It does get better. I promise! Love to all!
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Getting ready....
Jan 20, 2009
Okay, so my surgery is this coming Monday (Jan. 26th) and I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. I'll be having surgery at Portsmouth Naval Hospital with Dr. Michael Barker. I am 32 years old, mom of two boys (ages 13 and 4) and a Navy wife. I am so excited for my life to be healthy again. Once upon a time, I weighed 98 lbs. Then I had my first son. I developed PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) after I had him. It took us a miscarriage, 6 years and fertility drugs to get our second son. My weight has ever continued to spiral up and up. I am tired all the time. I have type 2 diabetes. I have severe obstructive sleep apnea. Last but not least, I have GERD. I'm ready to put all those things behind me and be a healthy and active mom. I don't want my son to be embarassed by his fat mom anymore. I also don't want anymore little kids coming up to me and asking why I'm so fat. I started this process at 251 lbs. This morning I weighed in at 242. Yay!
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