Well Today is the first day of the preop diet. I have taken photos in shorts and clothed and will be doing measurements tonight. My Sleeve surgery is due to occur on the 9th of December 2014. I had to visit the local gym so I could get my start weight of 231.5kg..... it seems I have put on a few kg but it is not surprising as I have been having a lot of last meals lately.
I am not due to start the shakes till Tuesday the 25th November but I decided that I was better off starting on a Thursday so feeling like crap as I detox should occur over the weekend and not at work.
Had my first shake at 6am and its now 7:53am..... guess I better fill up on water lol. I have steamed veg and a shake for lunch and also for dinner so that is something to look forward to.
This is my first ever blog and I intend on updating weekly or answering responses as they may occur.
Feeling anxious, excited and determined all at once is an interesting combination.
So, I needed new bathers 'cause the ones I got last year could have fit another me in them. I've been wearing a baggy pair of bottoms with a tank top to swim in but they looked just awful and didn't fit properly anymore. I went to the shops on a few occasions, taking my daughter with me for moral support, and her blunt honesty, to try on bathers. (I asked her many many months ago to keep me in check. I told her there would come a time when I'd get over excited about my new body and get out of control and when that happened, she had to reel me in. We had such an occasion a month or so ago when I tried on a pair of shorts that were all kinds of wrong and she just looked and said, "You know you told me I had to tell you when you went too far? You've gone too far." So I knew she was the perfect person to take bathers shopping.
I tried on one pieces ... so much ugh it was unbearable. So then I tried on tankinis ... just as bad as the one pieces. I just looked like this big round frumpy ball on a stick. (and trust me, I DO NOT do frumpy.) There was nothing flattering about me in bathers. So then I tried on shorts ... long shorts, medium shorts, shorter shorts ... nope. Long shorts look positively stupid on me and medium length shorts draw all the attention to the worst of the loose skin on my thighs. The shorter shorts were ok but my daughter asked me, "Do you really want to wear shorts for swimming?" I never have before and I never will. They're just too uncomfortable. I then said to her, "You know, if I'm going to be going to the pools or beach, I've gotta get my legs and arms out ... there's no getting around that and whatever I wear, everyone will be able to see them. Unless I wear a wetsuit, I can't hide my arms and legs. I have no problems with my back and belly, despite having loose skin, scars and stretch marks, so why don't I try on some bikinis?" At this point she gave me a truly withering look that said, "Wow, you have really gone too far now," but deferred to not judging me before she saw some bikinis on me. She probably wanted me to see for myself that a bikini would be inappropriate.
We found a store that stocked underwired bikini tops up to a G cup and picked some out, along with some more substantial bottoms with little skirts on them, for me to try on. I put the first set on, looked in the mirror and was honestly just blown away. I looked at myself in the bikini, and then looked at my daughter. She was just as shocked as I was and said to me, "You can do this. You look great !" We talked about how odd it was that I looked so crap in one pieces, tankinis and shorts, yet looked fine in a bikini and she told me, "It's not about having to have a good body to wear a bikini, it's about feeling good wearing it. If you feel good in it, you'll look good in it," and you know what. She's right. I feel great in it. You know what else ... I know there will be people who will look at me and think, oh, she's too old/fat/saggy/scarred/stretched marked to be wearing a bikini ... but I really truly just don't care. There will be just as many people who won't even look twice at me. I have, for the first time in over 25 years, super cute swimwear. A gorgeous bright floral print top with a matching purple crochet skirted bottom. I'll be wearing a 'normal' style. My body isn't perfect, I don't need it to be perfect. It's fit and strong and healthy ... that's all I need ... and like every other summer before this one, I will rock the beach, only this time, I'll have my belly out.
Just an update. Sleeved on Friday just gone. Finally home. I completed the marathon trip. Out of hospital Monday morning. I had a bit of a freak out on Sunday morning and didn't want to leave hospital. I have anxiety issues and quite honestly didn't realise how bad they are. But I survived. Poor dr liew was a bit bemused I think. He just said stay as long as you want..lol.
So stayed in a motel Monday night on the GC. Awesome place. Cheap as too.
Hubby drove me to kempsey, 5 hrs, and we stayed with friends there Tuesday night. And have just got home after another 7 hr drive today.
All up feeling great. My lower abdo is just starting to hurt, might be gas, sitting for so long or the dreaded TMI, constipation. But now that I'm home I will get onto that and stop the painkillers and see how I go.
Not at all hungry, and have watched hubby eat pizza and steak and salad and bacon and egg rolls for the last 3 days and it hasn't phased me at all, so here's hoping.
I am tentatively optimistic and looking forward to a new journey.
Thank you for all your wishes and kindness so far. ðŸ˜ƒðŸ˜˜ðŸ˜˜
I was just wanting to know about the time between having band removed and getting sleeve done
I've spoken to different surgical clinics and 1 has said all in 1 go and the other said I need a 3 month break
Looking forward to some info
Here I am again, but now I am 6 months on since that wonderful day in April when Dr D changed my life with a gastric band procedure. Life for me has been nothing short of extraordinary since then, at times I've wanted to give myself a pinch (or a punch) to check this has all been real.
100gms is my weight gain for 3 weeks of holidaying in NZ and Sydney. Given how much I walked, jog, climbed and explored, my scales nearly got airborne when I saw a gain! However, to bitch about that given all I had just experienced and tasted? Pffft now that would just be silly.
The photo above is Mt Egmont, a glorious mountain in Taranaki in the North island of New Zealand. I have been up it a few times and it has been well photographed again on this trip! I got about 3/4 of the way up this time and loved it. Every now and again the band let me know he was there. Noticeably more on the larger mountains and up and down in the gorges across the North island (we didn't go to the South Island). The plane rides gave me no issues, and we had 4 plane trips in total.
It was the jetboat ride that tightened the band the most! Loving to have a cuppa after nearly everything I do, I soon learned a coffee post jetboat isn't an easy task. Two sips and I thought coffee was going to spurt from every orifice like the geysers we had seen the previous day! For the next 3 days, the band was really contrary and by then we were in Sydney. Even that plane ride didn't settle it! Heaps of walking from Darling Harbour to Circular Quay, around Taronga Zoo (oo I love that place!) and everywhere inbetween didn't help much. Home sweet home to Perth, a cuppa tea, my bed and I woke up feeling okay. I guess my band just wanted to be home lol.
I must say to have travelled through the North Island and do the things I did, I even amazed myself. My normal anxieties were gone, I felt the iron infusion I'd had 3 weeks prior to going kick in and it fed me the entire time, my BSL's were 5.0 - 6.0 the whole trip, I ate battered fish and chips, I had a buffet breakfast here and there and I even had chocolate! I went to adventure parks and did rides I never thought I'd do, jetboating, I walked around in my new bathers at a Polynesian Spa in Rotorua in front of 100's of ppl and couldn't care less and yes, I got a tattoo .
Next week I have bloods done for a pre Christmas medications check to see if any meds can be dropped and have a review with my GP and CDN (Chronic Disease Nurse). I cancelled my Surgeons fill appt as I am tight and don't feel a need to go now. I will return end of the month in prep for Christmas for a top up. I feel great and ppl say I look great too. I truly have had a great 6 months.....and ty to those who support me here also. It is greatly appreciated. x
Just over 3 Weeks Post Op Sleeve and feeling Great
Still only able to Eat Mushy foods,Baked Beans,Avo,Mashed Veges & Gravy,Yoghurt etc & of course Opti Shakes,
But just over 7kg down in 3 to 4 Weeks I think is Amazing,
When I had the Band I lost 10kg in about 6 to 7 Months
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
I'm being sleeved on Friday. I am scared and after reading my blog posts, even more so. I want it to work, but I am beyond sceptical, the only difference is this can't be reversed, so one way or another I'm stuffed or fixed, only time will tell which.
I am not going to wish it will work and I'll get to 59kgs as I just feel stupid now after last time. I am at heart a pessimist and whilst hanging my 16 year old daughters size 8 pants on the line, I cannot see my size 26 arse ever getting anywhere near that tiny pair of pants, if only......if wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
I must have some optimism in me as I am going through it all again. I can but try.
I am seriously consifdering having a band or sleeve done but not sure which way to go if anyone has any advice please letg me know. I am considering having it done beginning of next year at Grrenslope Private in Brisbane.
Im stressing... I have been able to eat alot more these days and dont feel full or restricted im also able to eat most foods which I wasnt able to do before just wondering if this would indicate having a pouch or what ppl refer to as a slip.. I have no reflux and am able to eat most things unlike before. Im keenly waiting for monday morning to make an appointment with my doctor... just wondering if I can request for a barium swallow test to be done.... I was banded by prof paul obrien and I visit the glen iris office does anyone know if they perform the tests there or if they send u somewhere else.... im so worried ive done something to my band....
Wow Can't believe how quick the first week has gone,
Everything went Well and so Happy to have No Shoulder Tip Pain what so ever lol
But Saying that I did have the worst Similar kind of Gas Pains in My Stomach ( NOT NICE
and Quite a bit of Nausea
No Pain at all in My Stomach from the Surgery
Which was such a nice change from when I had the Band put in,
Yes I can only have little sips of Strained Soups and Shakes as I am still on Fluids but not having to have any Stuck moments ever again is the best feeling in the Whole World
Both Surgeries Recoveries are so Different,
well for Me they were as I have so far found the Sleeve to be so much easier :) :)
Here's my day yesterday:
My daughter has developed an interest in going to the gym so she asked me to take her to my gym and show her how to do weights etc. I took her yesterday morning and showed her the ropes and she loved it. I loved being able to share something I love with her and feel happy for her that she's found an activity that she enjoys. It'll be something we can do together and she can improve her health and fitness and develop some good habits.
Then back home to a delicious lunch of tuna, chickpeas and salad. I pottered around for a few hours, hearing giggling from my daughters room on and off. (She's been having a rough time lately so to hear her giggling again sounds like magic.) Then a great big hearty early dinner of chicken and leek soup before heading off to yoga at 7pm.
I went to my third yoga class and loved it. I'm not particularly good at it, and it hurts, but it's so relaxing. Then I went and did a few laps in the pool before going home. (Swimming, for me, is like meditation.) In between laps I stopped and thought about how perfect my day had been ... time spent with my daughter, good delicious food, yoga, swimming ... and thought I just couldn't be any happier.
I showered and gathered all my stuff together and as I was walking back to my car thought, here I am, leaving the gym to go home and have yet more food I don't need to feel guilty about because it's nutritious, delicious and not excessive. I can go home and sit on the couch and cross stitch and not feel like a lazy slob, because I exercise regularly. I've earned the right to sit on my butt for an hour or two. I'm THAT girl I've seen in my past life that I wanted to be. Active, fit, strong, healthy ... with a yoga mat slung over my shoulder.
I got home and my daughter was in the kitchen talking to me as I made my mango, yogurt and bran, and I told her I've just had the best day ever. THIS is the life I've dreamed of. She just smiled and said, "So, we'll go to the gym together on Saturday morning." Even more happiness.
My lapband didn't just prolong my life ... it made it worth living. Really living.
Has anyone had Gastric sleeve at the royal brisbane womens hospital on the public health system? How long did it take to have the surgery after your first appointment? How was it? I want to hear everything!!
My appointment is Wednesday 29th October.
Well, unfortunately I think that I am a banded failure
I had the banding in December 2013, I initially lost 10 kilos, and then found that I felt so good I would eat all the wrong things - Ice cream, Chocolate, Waffles (A little hard to get down, but I managed), Wine and the list goes on..........
I now weigh the same as when I came out of hospital after having the surgery - FAIL!!!!
I have today resumed Optifast, Vegetables, Salads and Fish - I was meant to weigh 55kg at this stage - not 78kg.
I have come back to this site for inspiration and help and guidance, I have not gone back to the Doctor because I am just so ashamed of myself. I've even thought of changing Doctors so I do not have to face that I am doing the wrong thing.
Think I might make an appointment with the Doctor for a months time and really just stick to what I am meant to be eating - so I have a deadline.
I had a clinic check up today and I'm down 8.3kg over the last 8 weeks. They're very happy with me.
I also got the results of the gastroscopy I had a couple of weeks back (looking for the source of my left sided pain) and it shows that there's no erosion, no slippage and no pouch, but a little gastritis, so I have to go back onto low dose Pariet, at least for a little while.
I'm quite a stress-head and have worried since I got the lap band that I'd screw it up and end up having to have it removed. Every single time I've had food stuck so badly that I've had to make myself vomit I've worried that I've made the band slip and every single time I've been a little piggy and eaten a regular sized portion I've worried that I'm making a pouch. I've done neither so I know that my worries are unfounded and I'm obviously not vomiting too much nor overeating to the point of doing damage. So ... I'll just continue on as is but much more relaxed about it all now.
They'd told me a long time ago that the success goal they had for me was 99kg. I soared past that a long time ago. Then they said I'd be very happy at 85kg, which I reached on their scales today. They told me I look to be a very healthy weight now but I can keep going if I want to. They'd originally told me to not go under 79kg but then today they told me my ideal weight is 74kg. Are they going to keep shifting the goal posts on me ??? lol
Greetings to all fellow Sleevers
Well here I am! After 6 years of chronic pain, auto-immune disease, pre-diabetes and self-hatred, I finally bit the bullet and decided to get sleeved. I have struggled with my weight for 10 years - was fit and slim during my childhood, teens and early twenties/thirties. After working as a remote area nurse, I fell into a slump - not eating for 16 hours, binging, and not having the time or energy to exercise. My weight was sitting around 100 kilos then increased over two years to 117 kgs following a horrific injury to my ankle. (Chicken-Egg story)
Did anyone suddenly notice themselves at any point and think .... "Jesus, Mary and Joseph - is the ME?)
I feel sick and tired, avoid all the things I used to enjoy, so this is the start of my journey back to good health (mind, body and soul)
I find it intriguing.... the way you are perceived when overweight/obese. I still see me as I have always been - just a person with all the same issues as everyone else. I have even had specialists state clearly "You are fat and lazy - thats the problem" Fortunately I have a thick skin to cover my thick bod!
Anyhow, today is day one of the liquid pre-op phase. I opted to use Impromy shakes/soups. They are expensive in comparison to other brands but they taste great with no gag-factor whatsoever. My op date is October 16th.
Best wishes to everyone taking their own journey
New decision 1:
A couple of things happened just recently. After reading more and more, I was beginning to think long and hard about the head aspect of this. I definitely need help and a lot of it. I was at my GP yesterday and she again put forward her case for circle of care in Baulkham hills. At this point in the journey, I was thinking I was going to just go with dr Khaleal as he is cheaper and will operate in nepean private.... BUT, the value of the help with my head is immeasurable. I need a dietician who knows their shit and I need a psychologist. I cannot do this alone. I know I can't, so I decided there and then not to even try. I won't be going with dr Khaleal. He is fine, but I need more than he provides. I submitted an online appointment request after hours yesterday for CoC, and today spent hours deep in bush in the blue mountains with no reception. Today I missed a message to co-ordinate an appointment but I'll ring them tomorrow and get that ball rolling.
New decision 2:
I can't do this surgery with my super. This realisation hit me and I felt stupid afterwards for not thinking this idea through, lol. I'd be paying income tax and fees just to get it withdrawn, and then will have an even more complicated tax return next year. It's a no go. I'm in urgent need of a plan b. I'll get one soon enough. I know I will. I have to, after my day today.
While I was deep in the bush, I was having a great old day. Met with some friends and all the kids and adults had a wonderful BBQ and afternoon playing. Lots of water fights, good food, laughs, a crazy lace monitor that kept trying to scab food of us it was lovely.
Tonight I went to Facebook and saw one of the lovies had put up a few photos of our day. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I'm appalled. I'm horrified, disgusted, filled with self loathing and terribly desperate. I look so awful! I don't feel as though this is how I look. I've never thought this is how I am seen by others, but there it was - the evidence. If I didn't have this surgery planned, then I'd be in bed right now eating a whole block of Cadbury and playing in my happy place in my head where I'm not fat and I don't despise myself so utterly. This loathing is not what I want anymore. I used to feel it very keenly for many years but then I kind of stopped thinking about it and decided I was ok. Recently, those feelings have been coming back with a vengeance. These pictures today are a truth that I won't run from. I'm going to beat it. I'm going to be fucking awesome and nothing, NOTHING, will stop me. Deep breath. Ok, that's the truth for now, but it's going to change.
My name is Anna and I am going to change me.
Well I'm back. I had the band out, can't remember if I blogged that bit. Dr liew removed it and after much 'you aren't big enough' said he could sleeve me. Go away for 3 months then we can talk.
In the meantime I moved AGAIN, so no sick leave or holiday leave. So my 3 months became 5. I booked in to have it done with dr liew again on 10 October. Now it's 2 weeks away and I can't afford it. Grrr. So I put it off again until nov 7.
In the meantime I have been seeing a local surgeon to get it done closer to home, and maybe quicker. Am I mad. Yes. I will need to access my super in order to pay the gap and saw him yesterday at which point he said about 6 weeks. On the forums they are telling me that super access is taking 12 weeks at present, so not happy. I am still unsure which way to go. I'm leaning towards victor today only because I'm sick of waiting. And because of some underlying money issues, super accessing may be a problem in the long run. I have 3 pay days until 7 nov so surely I can save enough for the anaesthetist gap and a weeks accom on the GC as that's all I need as victor does no gap.
The only worry is if there are problems I'm still going to need to be seen locally and also the 10 hour drive back is going to be hell after the surgery. But it will be at least 5 days post op and I've got 6 weeks between now and then to get healthier. This also gives me 3 more days annual leave to take when I am off.
Happy Sleeve-versary to me.
One year ago today I was being operated on by the one's and only's Dr Teague and Dr Yaegar as Ashford Hospital.
Its been a crazy year. From large weight loss's, to stalls, to building a house and to finding out some very exciting news!
Losing motivation, getting it back. Being encouraged, being discouraged. Eating too much, eating too little. Carbs, sugar's, fats. It's been pretty full on.
Today I had my 1 year check up with the good Dr. He seems very happy with where I am and says to keep doing what ever it is I'm doing. The surgeons goal weight for me was 97kg's, I'm not very far off but with a bump in the road it may take a little longer than expected.
I started opti on the 26th of August 2013 at 154.7kg. During the 4 weeks following I went along with the program cheating a few times. One being for my first wedding anniversary. I spent the day eating 3 meals but calorie laden. Another being that seems I had already had one cheat day it wouldn't hurt to have dinner with the husband at a restaurant. And the last was my last meal the night before surgery. All up I lost 9.5kg's and went into surgery at 145.2kg.
Surgery was very straight forward only complication was they had trouble getting the tube down my throat which happened to scratch it just a little.
Coming out of aesthetic was fine apart from the terribly dry lips I became aware of almost instantly. For the first few hours they had me on pain killers. 4 hours or so after surgery I was getting out of bed to go to the bathroom with little help from the nurses. My husband came in and in my drugged up state of mind kept asking him the same questions worrying about how he will cope without me being home to take care of him. After 2 nights in hospital I was discharged.
In the first week I lost 4.7kgs.
In week 3 I had managed to put on .5kg. How I have no idea. Pretty much every 3-4 weeks I would either put on or stall.
For the first 6 months following surgery the average weekly loss (ignoring the gain's and stall's) would be around the 1.5-2kg mark. Weigh in's after this time resulted in a loss of less than a kilo weekly, a gain no more than a kilo or a stall which could go for a few weeks.
During the last year I have not only weighed in at less once weekly but also done my monthly measurements.
The following is my progress: (First number is from the 26.08.2013, second number is today's measurement)
Left Arm: 45cm -35.5cm= loss of 9.5cm
Right Arm: 45.5cm- 35cm = loss of 10.5cm
Left Thigh: 94cm- 72cm= Loss of 22cm
Right Thigh: 95cm- 72cm= Loss of 23cm
Left Calf: 53cm- 43cm= Loss of 10cm
Right Calf: 52.5cm- 43cm= Loss of 9.5cm
Bust: 136cm- 112cm= Loss of 24cm
Abdomen: 152cm- 114cm= Loss of 38cm
Waist: 112cm- 94cm= Loss of 18cm
(Started from November)
Hips: 154cm- 120.5cm= Loss of 33.5cm
Neck: 41.5cm- 36.5cm= Loss of 5cm
(Started from October)
Total Lost: 203cm
Also taking monthly progress photos: (See Thumbnail)
I am extremely happy with my overall progress and can't wait to lose that last 30kg after I give birth to my first born in April next year.
Which is my exciting news. The whole reason I wanted to lose all this weight was so I could finally start a family.
Back in March we had some tests to find out why my husband and I hadn't been able to conceive we were given some answers and advised we would need treatment and told that we wouldn't be able to start any treatment until I was 12-24 months post op and my weight had stabilised. By this stage my weight was coming off very slowly and to me meant I was stable but the doctors had other ideas and we were gutted.
So back in June we decided in a last ditch attempt that we would track my ovulation and after the first month of trying I discovered we had created our own little natural miracle due on the 8th April next year.
Apart from that we move into our brand spanking, freshly built home in 6-8 weeks which has added a little bit of stress as we have to find a large sum of money for make the move happen. Trying not to make it affect me too much, don't want to put my body under un-due stress.
Life seems to be on track now which makes me happy and since having the sleeve done I have become a lot more happier in life in general. If I hadn't have gotten the surgery I don't know where I would have been but I have a sneaky suspicion life would be nothing like it is now.
Hmm I haven't been here for a while, as I might of gone out and got a bit of a life lol! Yep I did and it feels weird, but fun and a little scary sometimes, but also exciting. And clearly confusing by the flipping of word usages there.
The NZ trip is planned and nearly ready to go. It's been 15 years since I've been on a plane, and 20 years since it was an international flight. I have a new shiny passport and I am ready to go. Hubby and I will be travelling on the new Air NZ Dreamliner, which looks real pretty! Needless to say I am anxious as all hell, so trying to mentally prepare for a trip of this size for me, is huge. Alot of ppl are giving me the speech of "oh wow you must be so excited" or "that's fabulous, are you going to bungee jump?". I almost do a double take and in my head, I'm thinking hmm do I look like someone who would bungee jump for fun? This is hard to explain, so unless someone else is on the same wavelength, the excitement IS there, but the fear IS there too. The old Ang it would of been 90% fear and 10% excitement, now it is more a 30% fear / 70% excitement split. I don't know how to eliminate that last bit of fear, I wish it would melt away, maybe it will when I go?
The Iron Infusion went well. I noticed a few people talking about iron deficiency also. I had an infusion 2 years ago. My GP sent me to a Haematologist, who then sent me to a day hospital where I was hooked up to an IV for 8+ hours. It was boring, I felt seedy and nausea throughout, PHI had to pay for some of it, and I had to pay an excess for the room. Plus a Haematologist is not cheap and it took 2 consults prior and 1 after, just for this infusion. After all said and done....it got me through and sure it felt okay, but I hated it.
This time around, GP gave me referral to a Haematologist who works at Clinipath Pathology. The infusion was done at a Pathology clinic. I took my own Ferinject vials of Iron (from Chemist) and the whole experience was done in an hour. I sat and talked on my phone, felt great and was served tea and a biscuit! The Haematologist checked on me and nurses kept an eye on me. $175 + script cost. Haemo's fee is bulk billed.
Congrats to all the new bandits, sleevites, bypassers and those coming to the forum to meet others of WLS.
I saw my surgeon yesterday and he is happy with my progress. Averaging 500gm - 1kg a week is the target for post WLS long term until goal weight is achieved he said. I have lost 3.5 since last visit 5 weeks ago. Seems low to me, but he is the professional, so I need to learn to be mindful, shut up and accept it for what it is.
Obsession with weight and weight loss has consumed so much of my life thus far, it sure as hell isn't going to continue doing so. So from now on, I need to trust my instincts more, enjoy the moment wherever I may be and remember that when I get down on myself for these little things, there is others around me who are impacted by it too.
Time to fly (soon it will be literally!) omg lol