At work we have a candy bowl…. I pass it on my way into work every morning and it is HORRIBLE. The hardest thing to say no to right in my face every morning. And if I by chance make it passed with not eating any of the candy I think of it all day. Sugar really is addictive! And it tastes so good. So I am getting ready for the holiday season by not eating candy every day. I have made 2 days in a row with no candy from the candy bowl. My next goal….3 days hopefully I will get there next week but for now… I had a couple candy corns right after I took the pic lol
I don’t know what it is but 30 was a milestone for me. I think the thought of all that I have to lose is too much and so it has to be broken up into small (bite size if you will) pieces; and 30 was the first bite.
Next goal….45 and I want to hit it before the month is out. which means… I need to keep to the better foods (PROTEIN first) eating the smaller portions are easy I just can’t fit the food I used to 🙂 but it is real easy to have something “good” but not “good for me”. I think this is where I am getting into trouble. Now don’t get me wrong I am still losing 3 pounds a week and that is pretty good. I do think I could do better and am hoping for it!
I opted to stay with my grandmother for the first week after surgery. It was a nice oasis and great to get away. I read 3 books and drank all my meals. It was a bit brutal when grandma would ask if I could eat different things, and I had to keep telling her NO. But I made it through the first week with just eating protein shakes and resting. My reward was I lost 12 pounds…
These two photos are one week apart and I am so excited!! I went in for my one week appointment and they said I am healing well and things are going well. For the next two weeks I get to eat some foods…
– Refried Beans
– Greek Yogurt
– Egg Whites
– Sugar Free Pudding
– Cottage Cheese (which I don’t like)
But such sweet succulent meals I feel like they are amazing!!
So this is about 2 weeks out from surgery and it is but a memory now. Day of was very long I got there early (with no food from like 6pm the night before) and had to wait ALL DAY LONG. I didn’t go in until about 4:30 in the evening. Needless to say I was starving and going stir crazy having been checked in to the hospital since 8:30 that morning. We (grandma and I) played cards and watched TV and got bored of both. Grandma ended up leaving an hour and a half before I went in (to avoid traffic and night time driving)
Going in for surgery is always interesting. These days they keep you awake as they wheel you into the operating room. I don’t know if this is supposed to give you a sense of comfort or if they just want you to move yourself to the operating table. Either way it is kind of eerie. After getting onto the operating table I don’t remember too much they hooked me up to a bunch of different machines and I was out.
The best part of waking up from the surgery was I had a pain drip, every 10 mins I could administer pain meds myself. Apparently the surgery went well (so everyone says) and I was up and walking just a few short hours after. I did have to take swallows for the contrast xrays (nasty stuff) but with no leaks I was able to start drinking. I got an ounce of water and an ounce of ice chips every hour. How lucky was I?!?!?!
I am pretty sure I started losing weight right away as I hadn’t eaten any kind of food for over 24 hours.
My best friend came to visit me in the hospital and helped me take my first unsteady steps. But I was walking in no time and talking on the phone with my mom; and by that point it was 11 at night.
The next morning I got to start “eating” or rather drinking clear protein shakes (still only once ounce at an hour) but it was like manna from heaven. They had me up and walking every couple hours, to keep away the blood clots. By noon I was quite antsy to leave and worked on getting dressed all by myself and taken care of. It was such a relief to get picked up by my roommate and I was so excited to be leaving with my clear protein, pain medication, and breathing apparatus.
A year ago I started a journey. I wanted to get in shape. I never had a number in mind I just wanted to be better. This past year has been a challenge but I have consistently worked out for a year that alone is a miracle and fills me with joy. I never really considered myself a gym rat…guess I proved myself wrong.
Well after a tough year of working out and eating better (ie not eating out) I lost about 20 pounds….again that is 20 pounds…that’s it?!?!?!?! All my hard work felt like it wasn’t worth it but I have kept on.
In this year I have lost the man I thought I was going to marry, moved into a small space making me get rid of about half of my possessions (like I needed that crap), and of course created my biggest injury that I have had yet.
Now I have spent a lot of my life in pain so I can’t say that I am surprised that I have another injury. So here I sit (cause standing hurts) needing a hip replacement. A freaking hip replacement before 40!!!! And for salt in the wound …I have to lose (at this point) 60 pounds before they will perform it. So this new adventure?….. I am going in for weight loss surgery, never thought I would ever do this but I am at my wits end. I am freaked out but here I go…