Thank you Dr. P!

by Christine on March 4th, 2011

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

Today I’m going in for a little fill in my gastric band. Nothing big, but I need a little tweak; I can eat far too much than I should be able to. I hope my doctor grants me my wish for a fill. I worry that he won’t, since I’m pretty much within Final Weight range. I hope he can trust me!

This is the first time I’ve seen my doctor since I reached my goal weight, and I wanted to bring him a thank you card for his help. This is part of the Thank-You card that I made for him. I hope he likes it!

THANK YOU DOCTOR P! I couldn’t have done it without you!

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Rainy Day

by Christine on October 1st, 2010

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

There’s a monsoon blowing in here, rain rain rain. If you close the windows, it’s too hot in the house, but if you leave the windows open, the rain blows in sideways and drenches the carpet.  I hope the rain ends soon because I’m going for a quick mini-hike this afternoon with a friend.  Indian Ladder Trail wraps around the side of the Helderberg Mountains with spectacular views of the Albany region.

I didn’t do very much yesterday,  not at all. The only thing I achieved was going to the gym, doing 3 loads of laundry, and cooking hubby some dinner. Today I have errands to run, plus the walk in the park. I should be much more productive.

I believe I overdid it with this last fill. I’m having a hard time eating pretty much anything. I had some soup yesterday for lunch and only had about 1/3 of it, mostly broth. For dinner I pureed the leftover soup, and only ate about half of what was left. I didn’t barf it up, but I was left feeling utterly and completely full.  Since my fill on Tuesday, I’ve been lucky to eat 400 calories max, which is clearly way, WAY under what I should be eating. This is not healthy, and I can feel the effects of eating too little: I’m shaky and tired all the time. and if I’m not able to eat more by next week, I’ll have to go back to the doctor.  I’m hoping it’s just general swelling and will go down and get better, which is why I’m giving it a few days to be sure.

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Titilating Tuesday!

by Christine on August 31st, 2010

filed under Christine's Life Updates

Okay just ignore the title there. I wanted something alliterative, and this is all I could come up with.

Still sick. Getting better, definitely not going to die from this little cold. I went to bed around 8 p.m. last night. The sleep felt fantastic. I probably could use a little extra sleep now and then.

Yesterday I finally called my surgeon’s office and made an appointment with him. First of all, I want to get my port looked at.  I told my hubby that he has to come with me. What will happen is Dr. P will say, “Ah, Christine, that port is fine. Looks normal,” to which I’ll be a pussy and say, “Oh. Okay. It doesn’t seem ok to me, but whatever you say Dr. P, you’re the expert.”  Instead, hubby will be there to say, “Expert or not, this shit is NOT NORMAL and you WILL FIX IT. She does NOT want to go through life with this alien port getting in the way all the F-ing time. It’s broken. Fix it.”  See, I can’t seem to utter those words myself, so I need to bring in the reinforcements.

I’ve given it some thought, and I think I want a small fill as well. I’ve been eating more than I normally would, and things like bread are going down just fine, and they shouldn’t be. (DO NOT ask why I even KNOW that bread is going down. Why am I eating bread at all? Why go there??)  Anyway, a little tweak, and I should be fine. The weight loss should continue. It’ll be a challenge to convince Dr. P to trust me on this one when I know he’ll see my weight loss since my last doctor’s visit and claim that I’m doing just fine where I’m at.  I guess I’ll jump that hurdle when I get to it. My appointment isn’t for another three weeks anyway.

Hubby has never sat through a “fill” appointment before. I am secretly eager to see the look on his face when the doc pulls out the Mega Needle and jabs me with it. Ha.

Oh, the grand adventures in lap-band-land.

Yesterday’s intake:

8 a.m.: 3/4 cup cereal (100) plus skim milk (25), Dayquil (100)
10 a.m.: Almonds (45)
Noon: Homemade gazpacho soup (100 at most)
1 p.m.: Almonds (45)
3 p.m.: Crackers (60) and peanut butter (120)
7 p.m.:  Tyson chicken patty (180)  plus less than one slice bread (40), diet pepsi, Nyquil (100)

Total Cals: 915

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Non Scale Victory (NSV) Tuesday

by Christine on July 20th, 2010

filed under Christine's Life Updates

Today I woke up with a sore throat and a small cough. Boy, that just sucks! I hope I’m not getting sick — I have a party in NYC this weekend that I don’t want to miss!I am extremely excited to go shopping for clothes with girlfriends this week. Karen has impeccable, sexy style; I hope she can fix drab old me up with something a little more glam than usual!

The last week I did extremely well following my food plan. I had soup as planned, salads for dinner. I drank a TON of water for the PEWC 64-ounce Water Challenge.  Actually, I got close or met the goal every day except for two days last week, which is a big accomplishment for me. I am back on track today and am chugging my water.

Despite all these successes, the scale hasn’t budged. I am officially on a bona fide plateau, everyone, and it really sucks. My first gut reaction is to reach for the phone and make an appointment with my surgeon for another fill.  However, I know that’s not a reasonable solution; my band is already at the “sweet-spot.” I don’t need another fill to make me tighter; I won’t get the calories I need to stay healthy. However, getting a fill would be the easy way out at this point, and I don’t want to give in. I hope I can do this the old-fashioned, hard way: with proper attention to my diet and exercise.

So to cheer me up today, I wanted to celebrate some non-scale victories (NSVs) I’ve had in the last week!

  1. Yesterday I had not one. Not two. But FOUR men “check me out” at the convenience store. Hey, I”ll take what I can get.  Getting looks make me feel a bit awkward because I’m really not used to it, but looks also make me feel good inside. Now I just have to work on attaining eye contact with my fellow human beings….
  2. Three people at work told me that I look like I’ve lost weight. When I thought about it, I think I’ve lost about 30 pounds since starting this job in January.
  3. At the bachelorette party on Saturday, the bride-to-be said, “You’re melting away!”
  4. On Friday, one of my good friends that I see fairly regularly said, “Woah, you look way skinnier than the last time I saw you!”
  5. I discovered a bone that I didn’t even know existed! It’s under my collar bones (which emerged only a few months ago) and above my breasts. I suppose it’s the top of my breastbone? Last night I noticed it in the mirror. My skin is so thin (aka: there’s VERY LITTLE FAT under the skin) in my chest area that I could see this new bone pretty clearly. I was like woah! What the hell is that?
  6. My legs are looking more and more like a mess, especially in the upper thigh. The skin is hanging and jiggly and is all-around unsightly. Although this is a negative, I realize that it’s like that because I’ve lost enough weight that my skin isn’t held taught from the fat. And hey, that’s all good.  (Anyone know if they do tummy-tuck style surgery on legs?)
  7. I’ve lost 38 inches so far over my whole body! (neck, arm, chest, waist, hips, thigh)
  8. When I stand in the mirror, looking at my body in nothing but underwear, the undies don’t dig into my skin. I don’t have “love handles” and a big fatty doughnut around my waist. For once in my life, my hip area is starting to look, well…smooth.
  9. When I reach behind me to scratch my back, I can feel vertebrae. Real-life spine. On me. I don’t think it’s visible, but I can feel it pretty clearly.

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