So I didn't post last week and I won't get to post tomorrow. I have been going up slowly for the last couple of weeks and expect the trend will continue tomorrow. I'm ready for the fill I'll be getting on Wednesday only the second post op (but technically the third as I had fill added during surgery).
Just wanted to touch base and let you know that I have everything crossed that next week will see the numbers falling again.
I'm pleased to say that things are moving (in the right direction) again. Got on the scales this morning and have dropped 700g for the week. But I'll take it, a loss is a loss after all, sure it's slower than it has been, but I'm still happy.
Still have to make an appointment to see the surgeon but don't know whether he will do an adjustment or not (I think I want one but am scared of getting too much, too soon), I guess time will tell. If I hold off until next week it will be three weeks (almost) since hubby was banded and we can both see him (we go together anyway, it'll just save us an extra trip into town).
As for how things are going, we've started using the eat slower app again in our house, it helps both of us to be mindful of not eating too fast. I'm pleased that I've done this as I may have swallowed something I shouldn't have tonight except for the fact I was eating slower. I chewed that mouthful of food for 2 minutes, but there was no way it was getting softer so I was able to spit it out, instead of regretting it after.
Anyway, my June challenge isn't looking so crash hot, I just hope that I can find some time to do some exercise (it has been so wet here lately). I also hope that my weight continues to decrease (who knows, we still have a week left).
Well the milestone that is 12 weeks (3 months) post-op has come and nearly gone and I can't believe it. I feel fantastic and getting a lap-band was definitely the best thing that I've ever done for myself. I can't help but reflect back on where I've come and look forward to future progress.
I am sitting at 94.7kg which is 100g up from a fortnight ago, but I'm still pretty happy with this as I have been a bit off track for the last fortnight and expected it to be way up on this. I should probably go and see the surgeon for an adjustment but have decided to wait a week and see what happens (sorry TMI, I think I may be carrying a bit extra due to it being that time of the month).
Hubby had his band fitted last Friday and after having a gastrograph Saturday lunchtime we headed home. Sunday was spent at the ED of the local hospital (not where he had the band fitted, they have no ED) due to his severe pain, reflux and nausea. After a CT scan which showed nothing, and a couple of shots of morphine as well as an anti-nausea medication he was feeling much better. Before leaving the hospital he was given a script for panadeine forte, advised to take nexium and sent on his way. We got the script filled and also got him the nexium and some de-gas which appears to be working. He has had some shoulder-tip pain this afternoon but aside from that seems pretty well.
Anyway, that's enough of that... Here is a before pic as well as one today for you all to see just how far I've come (sorry they're sideways). Looking forward to the next 12 weeks
Well I lost another kilo last week (down to 94.6kg) which is great but now I think that things might go pear shaped. Already I have blown the last two days out of the water. Bad choices (mostly eating too much) because I have been having more calorie dense food options and have only been doing incidental exercise (a fair amount mind you) not a committed time to exercise.
This is probably due in part to having visitors (who are staying for nearly 3 weeks) and not wanting to worry about what is going in my mouth. Anyway I know what I'm doing and I just need to do my best to improve the situation. I will limit the intake tomorrow hopefully, and maybe even go for a walk.
I will try to keep you posted.
Jumped on the scales this morning and another kilogram is gone. I am 95.6kg and feeling great. Still have a way to go but I'm getting there. And don't get me wrong I'm not complaining, slow and steady wins the race after all, I'm quite happy to keep plodding along because even though it might be slow it is still a loss and I've heard that you don't want to lose it too quick with a band or you might get slippage or erosion, definitely not things I want plus it gives my skin at least half a chance to come back (fingers crossed).
Started recording my food intake as of yesterday, just out of curiosity, and will keep this up for at least this week. I haven't been as good as I have been in the past with my exercise but it has been quite wet down here and the treadmill is in the open-plan dining/living room and it is often too hot in there (our fire is in here too).
I definitely need a few more items in the wardrobe, things are getting a bit dire as far as that goes and I'll be getting a belt real soon.
Anyway that enough distraction for today, time to go for a walk before the weather really closes in.
I'm happy to say that I jumped on the scales this morning and they told me that I weighed 96.6kg. I am so unbelievably happy, I've cracked the 10kg lost since banding (it's actually 10.8), now I'm just hoping that the ball doesn't bounce back up next week (though if it does, I'll stay positive, I'm still under 100kg).
I've also had a NSV today in that when I was getting ready to go for an interview I put on a pair of pants (that I bought last year and only wore twice) and decided that they were too big and had to change them. Oh well I guess that there is some op-shopping on the cards for me.
Well I still don't trust my scales they gave me 2 readings this morning (I didn't only stand on them twice, went with multiple testing and averages) within a very short timespan, but I have settled on one that I'm happy with 98.5kg (a 1kg loss for the week). Even though the other was slightly lower I'll take this one so that next week I'm not so disappointed with the reading. I've decided that I'll pretty much rely on the ones in the doctors office it's just going to be a long time between visits.
Anyway feeling fine and hubby has lost some weight so the surgeon is definitely going to band him. We woke up yesterday morning and he even wanted to go for a walk so I know he is starting to feel better. Even greater still is that he woke up this morning and is feeling fine, not as worn out as he thought.
I have been walking most days but not as long as my previous walks, guess I might have to do the short one twice, and I may try to get into that this week (with the odd day that I do the whole lot in one hit). Feeling really good and like my fitness is improving. My ankle has been a little sore lately so I've been trying not to push it.
Anyway onwards and upwards (except the scales, they should be going down) and I'll check in later.
It's six weeks since surgery, yay! My weight loss has slowed but I'm seeing the surgeon this week and I'm pretty sure he will give me a fill. I've been quite hungry and lost some of my exercise mojo.
Having said that I am walking at least 3 times a week for 45 minutes at a time. I'm not beating myself up over this, a lot of the time lately I haven't exercised because we've been out for the day, or the weather outside is too foul (that the treadmill is in the same room as the wood heater so I overheat and it's too bloody heavy to move it, it's where the removalists left it).
Hubby is doing really well on his pre-surgery diet, he is four days in and craves carbs (didn't we all). He has about 6 weeks until he is fitted with his lapband. I have tried being supportive and have had the occasional shake for breakfast with him and have to admit that this is a struggle (because of the hunger).
So now for my progress, this week it has been 0.2kg I'm hoping with the fill I'll be able to continue moving forward. Staying positive, this has been the right thing for me. Just need to stay motivated and eat healthy (should be easier now that I'm finally back onto solids).
Jumped on the scales this morning and was surprised to see that they had moved down 200g (now 99.7kg). The only reason I was surprised is that it wasn't a good week for me.
Added to the fact that it has been cold, hubby and I were busy so motivation to exercise was low. It's also been the start of mushy foods and although I'm not eating as much as I used to, I'm still eating better than during the liquid phase and feeling hungrier.
It's another week of mushies ahead for me and then another (on normal food) until I see the surgeon who will probably give me some fill (in addition to that already in my band from surgery).
Here's hoping that I can get back on the exercise wagon and continue to lose (even if it's not much). The journey continues...
Hooray I've reached the 4 week mark and now can move onto mushies full time (had started to incorporate some into the end of my 4 week liquid phase). So far so good.
I aim to walk 4.3km about 6 times per week and have been achieving this lately but if I get some work again soon this may all change.
My weight loss has slowed but is still going. Of course I can't be 100% of the change in pace as my scales decided before last week they weren't going to work anymore and I had to get new ones.
So today was my first official weigh in on the new scales and my weight was 99.9kg which is up on the last weight from the old scales (but it's still under 100 so I'm ok).
So far I've made, portioned and frozen beef stroganoff (with beef mince), apricot chicken (with chicken mince) and a mince/vegie mix for my mushie meals some variety available. I'm thinking I'll make some mushroom risotto later this week as a bit of something extra.
People are noticing the changes in my body size and shape which is a definite plus and I'm looking forward to the changes (and weight loss) continuing.
Another positive is that hubby is booked in to have his surgery (also a band) in about 7.5 weeks so he is now on the path to losing some weight pre-op (the surgeon wants 10kg). Something to look forward too.
Well I had my first follow-up today and the surgeon was pleased with my progress so far. His scales showed a weight of 102.5kg, down from my initial consultation (back at the end of January) weight of 119.6kg, not the double digits I had last week but still not bad (he did weigh me at around 2pm, fully clothed, not the time or state of dress I've been employing at home). No fill this time, maybe in three weeks when I go back to see the surgeon (I didn't think he'd put anymore in). The surgeon was really happy with all of my incision sites and the way that my port was feeling.
I have a new set of scales so will be able to start weighing myself again. Hubby has noticed how slim my face is getting now, as well as the rest of me, so I'm pleased with my progress. Hubby has now booked to have his band fitted (June) and all going well by Christmas we will both be well on our way to a healthier life.
Tomorrow I'm 3 weeks post-op but won't be jumping on the scales to see how I'm going because my scales have decided they don't want to work anymore. I'll get another set when I head into town on Wednesday. Just a bit frustrated... On the upside, even though I can't put a number on my loss, I know that I'm losing weight because most of my clothes are becoming a little loose (woo hoo).
I also see the surgeon on Wednesday to have the first of my follow-up appointments so I guess I'll just have to wait to see what he thinks of my progress and whether he is going to adjust my fill at all.
As for physical recovery, my scars are healing nicely (using pawpaw ointment on them to keep them soft) and I'm back to my walking regime (speed, frequency and distance the same as pre-op).
So far, so good, this has definitely been a good decision.
I jumped on the scales this morning to see how I'm doing (two weeks since surgery) and I'm happy to report that they once again showed a loss. This time 3kg bringing my weight to 99.3kg, under 100kg woo hoo. I know, I know that is not very much under 100kg but I am so happy to see that this is happening, it has been years since I looked at 100kg (from the other side) so this really is a big thing for me.
Along with my weight loss my recovery is going well, my incisions are healing nicely and I've started to rebuild my exercise regime. I'm not pushing this as I'm still on liquids, though they are getting thicker, on the advise given by my surgeon (heading towards sloppy mush).
So now for a bit of doubt/paranoia how fast is too fast with weight loss? I've read that there is a risk of the band slipping if the loss is too rapid, but that is not a really good descriptor. I don't want to have to deal with the problems that come from a slipped band. My head is in such mess, argh.
Ok, focus on the positive, I'm under 100kg. I hope that it is farewell and good riddance (I don't want to be back over that weight again) so I'll look forward and keep going. I have my follow-up in two weeks and that will tell me the surgeon's opinion as to how I'm going.
I still have 2 weeks left on the liquid stage before I get to have mushy food for 2 weeks and I just want to be able to eat again. Although I enjoy the foods I've selected for the liquid phase I really miss the other things that I'm not having at the moment.
So last night when hubby made lamb cutlets (which I love) he made me one which I chopped up small, chewed really well and then spat out. I got some of the enjoyment but really wanted to swallow. I made a decision then and there to review the information that the surgeon gave me and was really glad I did so.
The liquid phase for me, although long, should also be getting progressively firmer so that by the time I get to the end of week 4 it is not much different to mush. Permission to thicken up my liquids, yes.
I got up this morning and made a really runny weetbix for breakfast and at lunch time, when hubby had KFC (yes he did) I stole his potato and gravy, gave it a really good stir and ate that very slowly for lunch. This was so much more satisfying than having a thickshake (my other option as we weren't at home).
Tonight I will have my soup again, I just really enjoyed the change, but will definitely be moving towards more firmer liquids from now on.
Before I went in to hospital I asked my hubby to take some photos so that I would have something to look back at and see how things change over time. Although self conscious I have decided to share them. As I see that many others have been putting on their transformation photos. Keep in mind that this is not at my biggest, it was taken on the day of the surgery and I deliberately put on this t-shirt as it followed my body. Already my husband thinks my belly shape and composition has changed, and I can't wait to get further down the track.
I'm feeling the best that I've felt all week and because it is one week since I went into surgery thought I would jump on the scales and see what has been happening. I am down 5.1kg, wow!
I thought that I might have lost a little weight, but given that I haven't been all that concerned about what I've been putting in my mouth and that I haven't been doing any exercise (I am in recovery after all) I didn't think it would be such a big shift. I am now nearly down to my lowest weight in a long time. The pain has been worth it.
Just to fill you in on my week:
Tuesday I felt like crap, just wanted to be sick whenever anything like food (or liquid) came near me, the lovely nurse said it was just hunger so I took things slow and managed half a cup of tea, a small bottle of Apple juice (300mL) and some water throughout the day and a whole lot of sleep.
Wednesday I was still feeling ordinary and blocked up so started the benefibre. Another day spent mostly asleep, but was able to get more liquids into me.
Thursday feeling better so moved about the house a bit, managed more liquids and only had a couple of naps. I even got out of my pyjamas and took off the main dressings. I have started to only have pain in my shoulder, but can still only sleep on my right side or my back.
Friday we needed to go away (to the other end of the state), so I packed up some liquids, some really loose fitting clothes and my other stuff just in case, and we were off. I dozed most of the way. For lunch we found a cafe that advertised on their board out front that they had soup, so I went in and asked and they looked at me like I had two heads and replied, we don't have soup! We walked out of there, across the road to the bakery and I had a chai latte for lunch instead. We took a short stroll along a beach before calling it a night.
Saturday I was felling better again (just kept improving) so did what we needed to do, when I needed a break I took it, but no napping. We went out to tea and because they had no liquids on their menu (fortunately I had some soup before going out, just I case) I watched hubby eat until dessert (icecream) and gave him over half of mine (before surgery I didn't know there was such a thing as too much icecream).
Sunday we came home and I didn't sleep in the car at all. We stopped along the way to look at a few things and I didn't get tired, just didn't over do it. I even mananged to stay up and watch Downton Abbey which ended at around 10.
Today I woke up to being able to rest on my left hand side, having the cat for her morning cuddle and some weight loss to boot. Feeling that maybe after I buy some new joggers tomorrow (my others were worn out before surgery and I held off getting new ones so that I wouldn't overdo it) I might be able to start walking again. Don't think I'll manage the just over 4km from before surgery yet, but might get in 30 minutes.
Anyway it's early days yet, but I was a bit excited, now I just have to keep it up!
So although I'm feeling a fair bit better today than yesterday I still can't help wondering if the pain is going to be worth it, I hope so. The hospital wouldn't let me have anything except ice before my swallow and then after that wouldn't let me go home unless I could get something down and keep it down, so I had half a cup of tea. On the way home hubby got me some apple juice (300mL) and I've nearly finished it now by sipping occasionally through the night. I've also had plenty of water and am onto a cap of tea now.
Luckily I was able to sleep on my right side, although I usually sleep on my left, but this was better than having to sleep on my back. I'm hoping that today with some extra getting around I'll be able to sleep better tonight. I shouldn't complain and I know they say no pain, no gain but this has been harder than I expected.
Hopping I feel better soon!
So as I predicted I didn't sleep much last night (oh and have the added bonus of not much the night before) because of the excitement of having the band fitted and the anxiety that goes along with any operation.
I don't get admitted until 11:30 but got up at 6:30 to have breakfast and a cup of tea because I was instructed to fast from 7am, I was told not even water when I had my pre-admission appointment.
So now the real fun of waiting begins, at least I can have a leisurely shower before my husband takes me into town. Signing off now, things to do!
So not long to go now (tomorrow) and I've been doing a lot of thinking. This post is about my answer to a question the dietician asked my husband about a fortnight ago "what three things do you think have contributed the most to your obesity?" Sounds simple enough to answer but the answers that I've come up with have taken some consideration. I will list them here, along with a bit of an explanation, in no particular order of significance. Of course there are many other minor factors to keep in mind, these were just my major factors.
1) Portion size: I have always eaten a wide variety of foods and not always had "bad" foods. My biggest problem has been the amount that I've eaten. Too much of a good thing is too much! The message to take away is EVERYTHING in moderation (not just those foods that are high in sugar/fat). I was always bought up to eat everything on your plate so even when my plate had too much to eat, I would eat it, definitely something to steer clear of in the future.
2) Complacency: I have never really been concerned about being big, I have always known that I could afford to lose a bit of weight but given that it hadn't stopped me from doing the things that I wanted to do, why should I have been concerned. I won't say that I was happy being the size that I was (and even am at the moment) just that I wasn't worried. My husband and family love me regardless of my size so making this decision has been for me and me alone, no one has pushed me.
3) Food is my crutch: Regardless of what has been going on in my life there has been food. When upset or stressed or angry food has been there to help comfort me. When things have been going well and for special occasions there has been food to help celebrate. There has been food that is there to nourish and food that wasn't. Being aware of this is not enough I will have to actively fight against it.
Being aware of these reasons will hopefully allow me to combat them in the future, I hope it will allow me to develop a healthy relationship with food. The band should help me combat portion size, while I know that I have already made a step in battling the complacency (I'm aware that things have to change) and being aware of the way I use food, I'll have to find other ways to deal with my issues and learn to let go of bad habits.
So just to see how I'm going pre-op I jumped on the scales this morning to weigh myself. Hooray still going down (107.7kg) so I got off to tell hubby. His wonderful reply (after he had done some mental arithmetic) was along the lines of wow, nearly 12kg, don't take this the wrong way but you can't see it. Nice! On top of this are some comments (not from him) you've lost so much, keep this up and you won't need the surgery.
Anyway after this little deflation we went into town to get a few last minute things and on the way I got to thinking, you know what I've worked hard (dieting and exercise) I'm not going to let this get me down. Just got to keep on going, I know I need this and I know that it is the right thing for me. I can't let this little success distract me from the bigger picture and I need to remember that everyone really only wants me to succeed and that I shouldn't get offended by their comments.
Aargh, just a bit frustrated at the moment, I'm sure I'll feel better after a walk!
So not long now until I'm banded (Monday afternoon) and usually all is good. Then someone flicks a switch and I get a whole other emotion.
This morning was tough, I started worrying about whether I would be successful and wondering if I would be in much pain, how much life would change (or not) and all those other things. Fortunately I went for a walk and settled down (a little cry after helped) and now I'm back to feeling positive.
I'm reading the forum and not sure that it is always helpful for me, gets me thinking about pain and although I'm not usually a wuss, so start worrying about how I'll go... Having said that I keep coming back and am really comforted by the support offered.
I have lost about 7kg since starting optifast phase so am planning a few treats for the weekend (naughty I know) but also have every intention not to overdo it and keep exercising (I'm currently at 45mins/day on top of my normal activity). In addition I'll be finishing off the housework and packing my bag for my overnight stay. I probably won't be able to sleep at all on Sunday night, but want to be organised so that I at least stand a chance.
I have been battling my weight for all of my adult life and although I have been generally happy I have always known that I would have to do something. I have tried numerous things (like most bandits) with mixed success and started to consider lap-banding during 2013, when my husband started to investigate the procedure for himself. The catalyst came when the company he worked for went broke and we made the decision to move to Tasmania for a change in our lifestyle, that and his chances of getting a job were limited as we didn't want to move to a bigger location in NSW, been there, done that!
So when we arrived here in Tasmania, we went to our local doctor and spoke to him about seeing a surgeon for lap-banding. He was happy to refer me with a weight of 120kg (BMI=42). Shortly after it was off to my initial appointment to see the surgeon, who after speaking with me booked me in for about 6 weeks later. He told me of the importance of losing some weight prior to my surgery as this would help decrease my liver fat and sent me on my way, as well as the usual recommended method of optifast (for 3 weeks prior to surgery). I went home and started the journey, trying to make a start on the journey.
Well less than one week to go and I am down about 10kg on my original weight so think that everything should be ok. The appointments that I have been to as part of the pre-admission process have been very informative and we've found an excellent dietician to join our team.
I have told my family and friends and received overall support so feel very fortunate. My husband is amazed by the commitment and control that I have been showing fully aware that his time is coming (mind you he loves me regardless). I'm feeling mostly relaxed but still have moments when I have to remind myself the reason that I'm doing this - for me!