Tomorrow will be 4 weeks since my RNY and I can't believe how quick the
time has gone and how fast the weight is coming off. As of today I have
lost 22 pounds since surgery. That's over 5 lbs a week! I think that's
pretty astounding for me, because I sure haven't lost that fast in the
past.
So things are still going well, only had a couple issues come up
really. The fatigue is still sometimes overwhelming. When I think I've
gotten some energy back I get a lot of things done, but then I wake up
completely zapped the next morning. Also, I have come across the food
getting "stuck" feeling twice and actually vomited for the first time.
One was chicken that I think was not moist enough and the other was some
baked cod. Not sure what the deal was with the fish but I'm not trying
it again for a good long while! I also ordered some papaya enzymes off
Amazon since I can't find them around here. I want to be prepared next
time! All in all I think I've been pretty fortunate with the surgery so
far.
The weight loss is really showing in my clothes. I started out in a
30/32 and my pants/shorts are getting too loose. My guys told me I need
to buy a belt! lol I have tried on a pair of my old 28s but they are
just a bit too snug I think, so I'm right in between. Hopefully in the
next week or two I'll move on down a size! So exciting.
I got my haircut into a bob style in prep for the hair loss that will
most likely occur. I have super thin hair already so I'm very nervous
about it but there's not much else I can do except good shampoo, a good
cut, biotin and protein! And also a little of this stuff. I love it.
I have been having weird dreams occasionally since surgery. Bizarre
dreams usually. But last night was my first food dream. I dreamed I was
getting ready to eat fast food but I kept telling myself, "You can't eat
that! Don't eat that!" That's when I woke up. That was truly weird.
Moving forward..............
"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.
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