If you’ve been following my blog, you know that since the beginning of week 3 Post Op, I have been going crazy exercising. Not only that, but I signed up for a fitness center and… a 12 month committment to a Personal Trainer!
I’m happy to say that I have made at least 6 days in a row to excercise and I’m so proud of myself. I’m changing my life in the right direction!
However, I found out something very interesting! My friend who had Lap-Band Surgery several years ago was surprised that I was working out so much. She urged me to check with my Surgeon to make sure that at 3 weeks Post-Op I was Continue reading
Yesterday was my official 3 week surg-a-versary! Can you imagine… it was only 3 weeks ago that I was on the operating table getting my gastric by-pass surgery? While it is such a short time ago; it feels like almost forever.
At 3 weeks I can “officially” eat “soft foods”. Now, it isn’t as bad as it sounds! Since, I’m focusing on the proteins here are a few examples… ground chicken or ground turkey or luncheon meats from the deli (turkey, chicken, roast beef and cheese) all sliced very thin and must be low salt. I can live with this! I actually feel like I’m eating “real food” again! There is the normal (or typical) soft foods too… e.g., yogurt, eggs, etc.
I’m very lucky! My “pouch” (I don’t have a stomach anymore. It’s kind of weird to say “pouch”) is Continue reading
There is only 7 days left… and counting down quickly. I’ll be on the operating table having my gastric-bypass surgery.
Ultimately, I don’t know if I’m excited, scared or nervous. This is the “real” step towards the countdown…And, I still have Continue reading
Farewell My Friend,
Its time to say goodbye. With just less than 22 days of beginning a new chapter in my life, I wish you well. You will always remain in my heart as my “5 Favorite Guys” (favorite Burger). I will never forget last night as I ate my very last and Continue reading
I hate the way my shirt clings to every protruding lump, I hate the way my ass strains to get free from the confines of my ever shrinking jeans, I hate the way I have to Continue reading