GODDESS

Yeah, you know I am...now. Well, okay maybe not really but there is a point to this madness. Monday I went shopping at a consignment shop. Okay, so it was a plus size consignment shop. They really do have them. There wasn't a huge selection and not particularly stylish. I tried on a shirt and it was skin tight. Depressing. I found these "Goddess" jeans. New with the tag on. They were a couple of sizes smaller than the last pants I bought, pre surgery days. I knew that all my capri jeans were getting baggy. Some to the point, that I have to keep hiking them up during the day. So, I thought I will try these that are one size smaller. They were tight. I could button them because they had some stretch to them but they were pretty tight. Well, I bought them anyway. I WILL get into those capri jeans. I am predicting by the end of this month they will be on me. Ok, actually I am hoping by the end of this month. Something to work towards. A goal. A reward. I'm not focusing on the scale but the comfort of my pants.
I plan on taking all my clothes that are too big and taking the fall clothes up there for consignment. Mine are WAY more stylish then the grandma clothes they had in there. Even for big girl clothes.
I forgot to get on the scale this morning. I know, crazy isn't it. I haven't been focusing on my weight this week. Work has been kicking my butt so I have been focusing my attention on that. Tomorrow morning I will get on it and see how I did.
Check back soon for my pics which may be on here by the time you read this. Before and After.

Is this how it's going to be?

I have had my fill today of hurtful things said to me or about me regarding my weight or this surgery. Why can't people keep their opinions to themselves. I don't expect everyone to agree but I do expect some consideration that they will keep their negativity to themselves.

Apparently to my face they are so supportive and ask lots of questions like they are interested only to go behind my back and run me into the ground. Not only is it co-workers, friends but also family. I just don't understand.

This surgery is my personal decision for me not anyone else. Why are they making it about them?

I have this to say. KEEP YOUR OPINIONS TO YOURSELF. IF I WANT YOUR OPINION I WILL ASK FOR IT.

Lapband date 5-12-2010

I had my surgeon's consult today. It was more like the intake appointment I had in January. We arrived at 12:30. We, as in 6 others. We had group education class with Karen and learned what to eat, how to eat, what not to eat. We learned about the surgery, pre-op, post-op and treatment at home. We received more packets and vitamin samples.

Then because the surgeon was running late from a surgery in Lexington, we had to cut our time short. He met with each one of us in a private examination and quick question/answer session. After that we went over the consent form as a group. Usually he does this individually but that would mean us being there until 8 or 9 pm. We opted for the group. After that I met with the scheduling nurse and got my date.

The good news is I lost 6 pounds!!!
The bad news is because I have a blood disorder I have to give myself injections in my stomach after surgery with a blood thinner. I think I may pass out. I am not looking forward to that.

Good news is that I don't HAVE to do a 2 week all protein shake diet. Only one week is mandatory. I can do a week of 3 protein shakes and one high protein meal and then one week of all liquids before the surgery.

Bad news is that I have to only have clear liquids the day before surgery. There are meds I have to start before surgery but not on the day of surgery or meds I start a week after surgery. It is confusing but I AM EXCITED!!

It began...Jan 26, 2010 Lapband surgery

I had already been to a free seminar for bariatric surgery. This was my intake visit with Bluegrass Bariatrics. This was a full day event. I arrived at 7 am start paperwork and to weigh in and BP. There were 8 of us I think. We sat around a table for our full day of events.
I sat there looking around at each person and wondered why some of them were even there. They weren't heavy to me. They looked normal weight. What upset me even more is that their insurance would cover it. MINE DOES NOT and for me it is medically necessary. Alas...I digress.
We had a short information group class on the different bands, nutrition and basic information. Next I had to go down to the lab for lab work. I came back to meet with the nutritionist, quick physical and then a meeting with the psychologist.
The psychologist was comical to say the least. I had filled out this questionnaire which I swear asked me dozens of time in different ways if I want to kill or harm myself. He asked me lots of questions and then asked if I was depressed. I said no. He said really? Then explain why the computer says you are severely depressed based on your questionnaire? Um...it's a computer? Seriously, bad things happen in life, you deal with it and move on. Am I the happiest peach in the tree. No I am not but am I depressed? No not that either. He said I passed. I am sane enough to have surgery.
So the journey begins....