Hobbling around the summertime

by Christine on June 10th, 2015

filed under Christine's Life Updates

It’s now June 2015, and it’s been a few months, so I thought I would give an update.

So you know how the last 6-9 months have been pretty crap for me? Well, I got to add some more crap on top of it. Nothing so bad as my band getting ripped out, or my dad dying. If nothing else, those three months gave me some serious perspective. Some things just aren’t as bad as having one of your family members pass away, you know what I mean?

No. Things aren’t that bad, but they continue to be not-so-great. In February hubby and I were skiing in the Adirondacks. I was having a great ski day…you know, really getting the hang of it? And so I thought I would try to conquer a BLACK DIAMOND.

Boy, that was dumb. About 8 feet down the sucker, I slipped on some ice and trashed my knee. It turns out I tore my ACL. And, as I’ve learned, the ACL is pretty important for things like: exercise, losing weight, going down stairs, and in general doing fun things in life like volleyball, rollerblading, playing pickleball, skiing, and other such things. My doc said I COULD live without an ACL. Many people do. But I would basically need to live a sedentary life. I said, “screw that!” and so I scheduled surgery. No way am I going to live life in an armchair. There’s a lot of the world left for me to explore! People to meet! Things to do! Adventures to be had!

Thus, I got to experience my second surgery in the space of 9 months. Let me tell you….even though the general recovery time for ACL surgery is longer and harder than gastric-band-removal-surgery, the fact that this healed quickly and has been pretty textbook has been SOOO MUCH EASIER. OMG. No infection and subsequent hospital visits. Everything is cool. I can’t quite go down my stairs at home, but you know…perspective. I’m on-track, I’m doing well, and I’ll “get there” in due time.

Here is a picture of an ACL. It’s the thing that keeps your knee together, more or less.

I just started physical therapy and had my first real appointment yesterday. That was interesting. I’ll update a bit more about that in a few days.

You know, I can’t help but feel and wonder if tearing my ACL in February had anything to do with fairly dramatic and rapid weight GAIN since my gastric band has come out. I guess I’ll never know, but I can’t help but feel like there’s a correlation there.

In the meantime…I’ve actually gained NO WEIGHT in the three weeks since ACL surgery! Isn’t that something?!  On the other hand, I’m about 42 pounds up from my Goal/Low Weight. Sigh. You know what that means: new wardrobe. Chafing when wearing dresses. Fat rolls when you sit down. Bathing suit season. OMG!

The week before my surgery, hubby and I took a much-needed vacation to Mexico. He actually surprised me with the trip for my birthday? Isn’t that fantastic? Even with a torn ACL, we managed to squeeze in a bajillion fun adventures–nothing too knee intensive. We went snorkeling (I got to pet a wild sea turtle!), we went snorkeling in an underground cave, we went to Tulum, we went rappelling and zip lining, and we went deep sea fishing. I caught a HUGE 43 inch, 20 pound Blue Wahoo! Fantastic!!!  When I was reeling that sucker in, I felt my dad’s presence pretty strongly. It was cool. He would have thought going deep sea fishing was fun. Pics below…and you can see my weight gain. *sigh*

About 2 days after we got back from Mexico, I went to Manhattan with some friends of mine, including my therapist. (I know, what a weird life I lead, that I socialize and go on trips with my therapist? HAHA! But, talk about “ultimate therapy;” he can help me so much more now that we’re closer friends!!) It turns out we did about 10+ miles of walking on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. And it also turns out that I was sick from my trip to Mexico (Montezuma’s Revenge + a cold + ACL torn) and it turns out that I was SO FREAKING EXHAUSTED from that trip. OMG. So much walking. I was pretty much delirious the entire time. Our hotel overlooked the World Trade Center site though, so that was cool. (I know you’re wondering, and no no. Boys in one room, Betty and I in another room!)


Then I had my surgery 2 days later, after all that romping around. I’m healing up now. Trying to get eating under control. Trying not to balloon up any more than I already am. Better watch out: With my new bionic knee, I’m going to be kicking ass and taking names pretty soon here!

So I wanted to mention this also: Since the beginning of the year, hubby has been losing weight, exercising, and training for a Spartan race later this fall. He’s been doing so amazingly! I’m so proud of him! I admit, I’m a little sad that I can’t be exercising alongside him these past few months, but I am cheering him on nonetheless! This weekend hubby participated in his first 5K/mud/obstacle course race thing. The team’s time was deplorable, but they had a great time playing in the mud and busting out the teamwork to finish the course. I’m super proud of hubby for doing it! I can’t wait to cheer him on at the Spartan Race this fall!


Monday Morning Blues

by Christine on July 11th, 2011

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

It’s Monday and I’m feeling quite scattered.

Surgery-wise, I think I’m doing okay. I seem to be healing, which is good. There does not seem to be any noticeable thing wrong with my stomach, like infection or anything like that. I am sore, and when my pain medication wear off I can really tell how achy I still am! I’m trying to wean myself off the pain meds today, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to go through with it…I’m feeling quite achy already.

My weight is stable from a week ago; I’m at 134, which is nine pounds higher than my goal weight. This is not good, and I look forward to receiving a LARGE fill from my doctor when I see him next week. Today I went to wear a pair of black dress slacks (Size 4) and was unable to put them on. I need to get my Size 6 clothes out of storage, apparently because my fat ass isn’t fitting into my current clothes. Isn’t that depressing? Holy moses.

And this weight gain is doing wonky things to my brain. I FEEL incredibly fat. In fact, I feel as fat right now as I ever did at my Highest Weight. I know that is silly to feel the same way–after all, I’m still 90 pounds less than my Highest Weight!–but the feeling is the same. I feel mega, orka fat.  It is a very unpleasant feeling.

I am not eating poorly. On the contrary; I have been eating quite healthfully, actually. Grilled chicken, salad, fresh veggies. In fact, my band is a little loose on me right now, so I’ve been indulging in vegetables that I can’t normally eat. I can’t wait to tighten my band up though and drop these pounds. I hate feeling this way.

I’m very dizzy and can barely see straight, and I only had a half a painkiller this morning instead of my usual 2 pills. Oy, this is going to be a very long day at work I think.


Replacing the Gastric Band Port

by Christine on July 7th, 2011

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

Yesterday I had my surgery to replace my gastric banding port.  I was replacing it because it became detached and was floating around quite obviously and was a nuisance. (However, the port’s ability to give me “fills” still worked.)  Here are some “before” pictures of why I wanted to get it fixed:

Dislocated Port

This is from about a week ago. This is a more extreme angle (looking down on it)…here is what it looked like yesterday before going into surgery:


Prior to this surgery I had met with my surgeon twice to discuss my options with the port. You’d be surprised at how many options there are! My options were slightly more complicated since I’ve lost a lot of weight and have less fat on my body, which means there are fewer places to hide this bad boy.  (I discuss this in more detail, with some photos of how the port is actually attached on the abdomen, in this post.)  The options included:

1.) Putting it back where it was originally and just re-attaching the brackets into the abdomen. With this option the port would still be seen through the skin, slightly, since it is raised up an inch or so. The port could be moved to another location, such as under my breasts or on my side, but to be honest it would show even more there since there is less fat and skin there. However, it could be moved to another location.;
2.) Place the port UNDER my abdomen, which would require any future fills to penetrate through the abs and “guessing” where the port is located underneath. This would make the port unnoticeable under the skin;
3.) Cut a hole into the abs and embed the port in the abdomen. This would allow the port to lay flat and would be completely unnoticeable under the skin. However, this may comprimise my movement with my abs;
4.) Of course, because I have reached my goal weight (more or less), there is always the option to remove the port entirely. He could plug any remaining fluid in the band, cap off the end of the hose, and just take out the port. If I wanted any fills in the future he would actually have to make an incision into my skin, find the hose, and do it messily and manually, but it could be done.

I met with another bariatric surgeon at another hospital to get a 2nd opinion.  He recommended re-attaching the device exactly where it was originally on the abs, and just securing the port properly this time.  I agreed with the logic of this, and returned to my surgeon and requested that this be done.

Yesterday was the big day!



I had no pre-operation testing done, as I had to with the original gastric banding surgery. I had no psychological exam, no overall physical. I did not need to get a referral from my general physician. I did not have to do the breath test. I did not have to drink that horrible barium drink. I did not have to get X-rays (probably only because you could clearly see the detached port, without the need for the X-ray!). I did not need to get any blood tests done.  No pre-testing at all. I simply called my surgeon to say, “I’m ready for this to happen; can we please schedule it?”   I was told not to eat or drink anything after midnight the night before surgery.  I did not have to do that full line of laxatives.

Day of Surgery

I showed up at the hospital yesterday at 9 a.m. and checked in at the main desk. They took me to the surgery’s waiting room where I checked in a second time. They gave me my wrist band there.  After waiting for a few short minutes they ushered me into the prep area. They asked me to undress and put on the room (disrobing everything–no bra or underwear). They gave me booties and a saucy little cap to wear. I took out all body jewelry. They asked me 1010 questions about my overall heath and medical history, my emergency contact information. They had me sign a few forms of paperwork consenting to the surgery, the anesthesia, etc.  The nurses took my vitals (blood pressure, temperature, pulse, CO2 levels). There was nothing invasive about this, nothing painful. I was in a good mood, actually–I couldn’t wait to get this done!

My surgeon had originally requested that I only have local anesthesia, which means that I would be drugged up but essentially awake during the surgery. However, when my anesthesiologist came in, he recommended that I have a combination of local and general anesthesia, and I wholeheartedly agreed with him. I did NOT want to be awake for a single moment of it! I happily signed the consent form for the combination treatment.

My surgeon, Doctor P, came in to say hello to me and to discuss exactly what was going to be done. We agreed that we would replace the port on top of the abs, in the same location (he uncovered my robe–with a nice view of my cootch of course–to look at any other options for putting the port. We didn’t really see any, so we decided to keep it in the same spot. He explained that he would go over the old incision this time, then place the port a few inches to the right of the incision. (The port can’t be directly under the incisioin because it would probably pop through it.) He could, however, replace the port with one that is smaller in circumference and lower profile.  What do I mean by “lower profile?” Well, you can kind of see the difference in these two photos.

The picture on top clearly is higher/more raised up than the port in the 2nd photo. I believe he changed my port to a smaller/lower port.

He said that the port is attached using something comparable to a nail gun that is strapped into the abdomen.

During this process Doctor P asked if he could look at my body to assess my loose skin. He asked if I was interested in getting a tummy tuck or have loose skin taken care of. I said, “HELL YES and please feel free to take care of that today if you can!” He laughed and said he couldn’t.  He looked at my skin and it’s honestly not that bad, but the worst area is definitely my lower tummy. He asked if I would like to meet a plastic surgeon, and I said yes please. I thought me meant a referral, but no–he walked out and returned with a plastic surgeon friend of his who was in the hospital today. That plastic surgeon took a look at me and said he could help. (again, lifting my gown–another full cootch shot! I swear I was a vagina-flashing machine yesterday) and actually laughed when I asked if insurance might possibly pay for the cosmetic surgery, to which he said, “oooh definitely not. You don’t have enough loose skin.”  But he gave me his card and said that we could definitely negotiate a price–he chargest flexible rates that vary depending on the amount of work that needs to be done. When he left the room my nurse whispered, “I’ve seen his work and he’s VERY good, if you were interested in that.”  Hmmmm….interesting!

After that it was just a few minutes of waiting. They added some pain killer to my I.V. and then they wheeled me into the Operating Room around noon. I remember looking up at the lights in the O.R. and they were a little fuzzy to me, so I asked the nurse, “Was that pain killer you added to my  IV back there?” and she said yes. About .000005 seconds later I blanked out. And that was it!

The surgery itself lasted an hour and a half, which really surprised me that it took so long!  I woke up around 1:30 in the recovery room. I remember during my original surgery I took about an hour and a half or 2 hours to wake up from my anesthesia fog. This time it was about 20 minutes tops. And I felt really rested and recooped too!  My abs ached a little bit, but it wasn’t too bad. On the pain scale (0=none; 10=lots) I was about a 4. I felt pretty good!

I drank a little apple juice, changed my clothes (a little painful, since it involved the use of my abs), played a game on the Ipad with my husband, and then they wheeled me out of the hospital. That’s  it!

After Surgery

I was really surprised at how painless this surgery was, especially compared with the original surgery. I had my hubby pick up my prescription to pain meds on his way back from taking the cat to the vet.  They prescribed my Oxycodone, which surprised me! That’s heavy duty stuff!  Well, let me tell you what….about 2 hours after I got home the medicine they gave me started to wear off, and the pain level significantly increased. One oxy, and it was much better.  I went to bed at night with no problem. But when I woke up, ooooh my pain was up to a 6!! OWCH!  I took 2 Oxys and I’m feeling significantly better now.

As for food, yesterday I had soup–tomato soup and then chicken noodle soup. I realized afterwards that it went down SUPER easily.  I am not sure, but I suspect some saline came out of the band when they replaced the port.  (((insert sad face here)))  I hope that’s not the case, but I have to see my doc in a week anyway, so I can just get filled up at that time.  I wonder how the surgeon knows that the new seal around the port is working properly? Hmmm.  Today I will move to more solid foods to see how my tightness level is.

Here is a picture of my tummy today…already I can tell that there is less “pooch” to my stomach because of the flatter port, even though my tummy is significantly swollen from the surgery.

I think that pretty much covers everything. If you have any questions, just ask!


Relaxing 4th of July! (weekend in pictures)

by Christine on July 5th, 2011

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

Our long 4th of July weekend was very nice. Here’s a little re-cap!


Friday I was on my own. I went up to the Saratoga Springs State Park and had some Paneras (the vegetarian black bean soup…yum!) picnic-style on the lawn and read a book for a while. The State Park is one of my favorite places to hang out. The people-watching is fantastic, and the beautiful buildings (like the Hall of Springs) are amazing!  I wandered into the Hall of Springs once, a few years ago, on accident. A wedding was going on there, and oh, how beautiful it was! The room was lit with sparkling Christmas lights and it was like walking straight into some beautiful fairy tale.

When I was done eating and the sun went down, I went over to the Harness Track and won $50! Woohoo!



Saturday we relaxed around the house; hubby mowed the lawn and I did some laundry, cleaned the kitchen, and paid the bills.  Then we headed out to an historic house on the Hudson River called Clermont. What a great little estate! It’s just south of Olana (which I visited on Mother’s Day, read about that here) and is the home of a surprisingly not-well-known but very important person in American History!  It was the home of Robert Livingston, who was one of the creators of the Declaration of Independence, a co-patent owner of the Steamboat, Chancellor of NYS, and was the guy that swore President Washington into office.  I was surprised I had never heard of the guy. The house was wonderful, and our tour guide was extremely knowledgeable and answered all my crazy questions.

Afterwards we went down to Hudson and did some shopping. I got a great antique necklace for $10, my good bargain of the weekend! Then we stopped at a pub for some late food (I had some fish…very healthy!)  Hudson has a ton of antique stores and one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. It’s a great day trip from Albany!

Then we ran home, change, and headed out to hear some live  music. A friend of ours, Allie, plays trombone in a few bands, and she was getting together with some old friends in a ska band, the Mixers. We had a great time listening to them skank!


Sunday was our really lazy day.  We got up and enjoyed our morning just lounging around. Then we headed up to Saratoga Springs again for the Saratoga History Museum exhibit opening. They have an exhibit about the Ghosts of Saratoga, which was based on the Ghost Hunters episode. In the tv show, the ghost hunters investigated paranormal activity at the Canfield Casino, which is where the history museum is located. They have a fantastic exhibit of clothing from the 1800s as well. The turnout was huge, and I got to meet a few board members. All in all, a wonderful outing!

We grabbed food in Saratoga (I had a greek salad at Circus Cafe. Delicious!) and then headed home. Unfortunately it was rainy on Sunday, so we couldn’t do anything fun and outdoorsy. We took a long nap and hung around home until the evening, when we went over to a friend’s house. He was having a backyard BBQ party, and we hung out and chatted with some old friends and watched our friends set off (illegalcoughcough) fireworks! John built a dirtbike track in his back yard, so it was a bunch of drunkassed fools driving around on dirtbikes and John’s expensive corvette convertible, setting fireworks off in the woods, and blowing shit up. You gotta love this group of guys. They definitely will never grow up!  The cops drove by and waved a few times, so all must have been good.

oooooh that’s a big group of troublemakers right there!


Finally, the 4th was upon us!  I went out in the morning and ran some errands. I discovered that I really don’t have any shorts that fit me, so I went out to buy a pair…and bought a few sale items in the process, really more $$ than I bargained for.  Hubby and I played frisbee and catch in the yard.  In the evening we cooked a dinner at home (grilled chicken + corn for me) and then headed out to Buffalo Wild Wings just to have a beer and play some electronic trivia. We had a friend join us and we chatted for a long time there until we left to do some grocery shopping. It was LATE when we got home!


My weight has stabilized, kind of, I think, thank GOD.  In fact, if anything I lost 3 pounds over the weekend. Still up (way too much) but at least the freakshow has halted for a few days.


I get my port replaced tomorrow at 11:30! I’ll post information about that tomorrow. I’m hoping that it’s no-big-deal, is painless, and has a quick healing time. I’m REALLY hoping that they don’t pump that gas inside of me because that stuff HURT last time!  Wish me luck!


Port Replacement Surgery Scheduled!

by Christine on June 22nd, 2011

filed under Christine's Life Updates, Gastric Banding Surgery

Take 2!! My new surgery date is July 6th. This will replace my obviously dislocated port. Woohoo! I’m so glad they could squeeze me in SOON!  The doctor said the port replacement surgery will not involve any Pre-Admission Testing (aka: that super-disgusting barium drink. UGH!) and will be a 30 minute procedure using a local anesthetic.  Obviously I’ll have to take that day off from work, and I think I’ll take the next day of work too (although that would probably be unnecessary???).  Doc says no heavy lifting or anything for about a month after surgery.

I am relieved that the surgery date is on the books! They are still checking to ensure that my insurance will pay for the procedure.

In other news, I was doing a lot of running around for work these past few days.  I work for an engineering company, and we’re demonstrating a new remediation technology to a bunch of important clients. Today I was running around a sand quarry in a torrential downpour, overseeing the putting-up of a tent, the catering delivery, schmoozing with the important people, etc. I love being out on site, whether that’s at a construction site, checking out a completed project, etc. It really gives me a great sense of appreciation for what we do, the clients we serve, and the kinds of projects we do.  However, running around and schmoozing leaves me dead tired, not to mention always a little frazzled. “Did I do enough? Did they like me?” Ugh, I hate the second-guessing game.  I stopped at home for lunch and made a pot of tomato soup (with skim milk).

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