Last week I went back to work for the first time after my surgery and was overwhelmed by the reaction I got from my friends and co-workers. Apparently we don't see the change in ourselves as much as others do and last week proved that to me. All positive comments, lots of hugs of congratulations and welcome back. It felt great and meant a lot, but in the same token was a bit overwhelming because I am not used to getting so much attention. I will have to adjust to that from what I have read on other WLS blogs and forums.
NSV's (non-scale victory) for the past week:
1) I was able to get up earlier than I did preop and actually take the time to blow out my hair, put on some makeup and, most importantly, eat a healthy breakfast. Before surgery I would shower, let my hair dry naturally and run out the door. I would grab a drive-thru high fat, high calorie breakfast or a Starbucks on the way. Bad, bad girl! I also packed my lunch the night before and ate it instead of eating the lunches we get from the drug reps.
2) Geekboy (DH) and I went shopping in San Jose yesterday and walked, walked, walked. Normally my feet would be killing me and I'd be pooped out before we even finished. Not this time! And my feet are not even hurting today. This feels really good. I feel like I am starting to live life again instead of watching everyone else live it!
3) I fixed dinner every night after work. Preop I would have been too tired and probably grabbed junk through drive-thru or had Geekboy bring junk to us since he gets home after I do. I think back now and really look at how much junk I was eating and I'm astounded. My poor body being put through that. Ugh!
One scale victory this week -- I FINALLY broke my 10 day stall. I was not completely freaking out yet because I know they will happen, but I gotta tell ya I was sure getting frustrated! I feel so much better being 3 lbs away from 300 rather than only 1 lb! LOL Ridiculous, I know.
Hormone dumping also began this week. Holy crap! Happy, sad, pissed off, giddy, crying, wanting to tear someone's head off......it has begun. I'm hoping it doesn't last long! I'm certainly getting a lesson of "breathe and count to 10".
I made some of these today to have for breakfast this week. Yum! Next I'm going to mix some tuna salad together for my lunches and make Geekboy and I salads for tomorrow night's dinner. I have a support group meeting after work and he will not be home from his work until around 9:00. My salad consists of maybe 5 butter lettuce pieces, 3 ounces grilled chicken and 1 cube of diced reduced fat cheese and fat free dressing. I can't wait to start trying more fresh veggies to add to it, but I can't eat that much yet!
Here we go into another week............
"What is she gonna talk about now?"
Basically, I've always been the "fat friend", the "fat cousin", the "fat ____" you fill in the blank. Started gaining when I was young, around 8 or 9 years old. From then on I just kept getting bigger and bigger. I can diet and lose weight, but I can't keep it off by myself. I did this surgery to feel better. To be healthier. To give myself a chance to live longer. I want to know what it feels like to walk the mall without breathing hard and feeling like I'm gonna keel over! I want to ride bikes with my family. I'm going to be successful this time.