Weight Loss Surgery (WLS) 3-20-17
Set my WLS surgery date for 3-20-17. I wanted to have it before my 41st bday when I officially became older than my mother lived to be. Maybe two days before my bday was a bad call, but we went out of town for my last hurrah March 3-6, 2017, which coincided with the 20th Anniversary of Mom's death. It was a great trip, and also very frustrating as I realized just how fat I really was. (294 at my heaviest).
On 3-6-17 I began the two week pre-op liquid diet. Two weeks of five protein shakes a day, every three hours. I could have also have chicken broth and SF jello. Oh boy. I first and foremost stayed away from people, and secondly, forbid anyone to eat around me. Those ended up being good calls.
I will tell you that anyone that tells you they are mentally strong, and have done a two week liquid diet, believe them. I cannot express in words what a mind fuck, what a struggle this was. No one was hurt during these two weeks, and I felt overall better than I ever dreamed I would. However, it was far from easy. I was tired, dizzy at times, and had low energy. I had thoughts that I was not sure I was going to be able to do this, and then what did that mean for surgery? Was I ready for this huge life change? Could I do this? Days four and ten were the hardest. I cant tell you why, just that they were, for me. I also had a glimpse during this two weeks of just how hard it was going to be to lose food.
In that two weeks I had to take a hard look at my life. EVERYTHING revolved around food. James and I couldnt come up with anything to go do because everything we did involved food. WTF??? It was eye opening for sure. But, lo and behold, I survived, and lost 20 pounds and lot of bloat in that time. I felt great and by the end of the two weeks felt so much better about my decision.
On the day of surgery I was fine up until they came in to get me ready to go to the OR. Then I was like OMG this is really it. I was terrified. All of a sudden. Luckily, the adorable nurse slipped me some dilaudid in my IV and I was wavy before I even made it to the OR. Very quickly they knocked me out and then next thing I remember is glimpses of waking up in the recovery room very groggy.
I had some amazing visitors over the next day and a half, and other than the nasuea (omfg it was terrible) and the headache from my elevated BP (my body does not enjoy anethesia), it was not bad at all. I was so fucking exhausted, and it was a real struggle just to keep my eyes open.
I came home the afternoon of March 21, 2017, and the nausea continued and I could get nothing down. That night was the hardest one Ive had. I was in pain, nauseous, and very uncomfortable, and uncontrollably crying. I asked my husband if I had made the biggest mistake ever. He said of course not, and that I would feel better in a couple of days.
The next day was my birthday and I was still so tired. I tried to get some protein in, but my body was not having it. Nausea came back. ugh. I slept most of the day and night. The following day, I felt so much better and was able to start getting some protein in and I actually had some energy! I focused on my water and protein and just took it easy. By the fourth/fifth days I was ready to get out of the house and went to see movies and got my nails done. Tired easily, but by that Saturday I was driving, off the pain meds (only really took them to sleep) and grocery shopping and running errands.
The liquid diet continued for four weeks after surgery. The first two weeks I was off work, and just focused on trying to get it all in in a day. It was hard! By the time I went back to work, it was relatively easier, and I wasnt really hungry. I was pretty easily tired out however, and that took about six weeks to recover from completely.
I lost ten pounds right after surgery, bringing me to 266. Then I hit an immediate stall for about three to four weeks. That was super frustrating, and I was pissed. I put the scale away and focused on measurements and saw that I was still losing inches. As of today, I am at 256.8 pounds, down 37 pounds. What is more impressive is how different my body looks and how much smaller I "look". Ive lost a total of 29 inches!!!
I started hitting the gym up about 4-5 times a week, and doing cardio and lots of weights. This has helped immensely as I have noticed I am pretty easily irritated after surgery. I even had to go buy new workout clothes because mine were literally falling off.
Its been quite a journey over the last 52 days since surgery. Id like to think I have learned a lot, but I know I have a long way to go. I have zero complaints or regrets about having the surgery, other than I should have done it a long time ago. I cannot think of any negative side. I look forward to living a more active, healthy lifestyle, and I really look forward to going back to CrossFit.
Everyone asks what my goal weight is, and thats such a loaded question, and I have a ton of answers. First I would say 185 bc Ive never been that small, and it seems like a great number. Then I say anything under 200 bc to me, thats onderland, and a great place to be. Then, I say I have no idea, because ive never been this healthy, and have no idea what Im going to settle at. My intial plan (subject to change of course) is to see where Im at six months out from surgery. That puts me in September, and see if Im down enough to feel like I can go back to CrossFit. My ultimate goal is to lose 100 pounds. But, then again, thats a lot more weight, and I have no idea how Im going to look. If i go back to doing CrossFit before I lose it all, then Im gonna be putting on mass muscle, and I feel like my body is going to tell me where it wants to be anyway. That may be 190, that may be 160. JK. I think at 160 I would look sick, but I have no real idea, BECAUSE IVE NEVER BEEN THAT SMALL!! I also DGAF about sizes; that never mattered much, other than being able to shop in the regular part of the store.
So, I can safely say, that the next year is going to be one hell of a journey, judged solely on the last fifty two days. Its been amazing so far, and I feel so much better and happier. I wouldnt change anything for the world!! Here's to me baby, and 2017 being my MF year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On 3-6-17 I began the two week pre-op liquid diet. Two weeks of five protein shakes a day, every three hours. I could have also have chicken broth and SF jello. Oh boy. I first and foremost stayed away from people, and secondly, forbid anyone to eat around me. Those ended up being good calls.
I will tell you that anyone that tells you they are mentally strong, and have done a two week liquid diet, believe them. I cannot express in words what a mind fuck, what a struggle this was. No one was hurt during these two weeks, and I felt overall better than I ever dreamed I would. However, it was far from easy. I was tired, dizzy at times, and had low energy. I had thoughts that I was not sure I was going to be able to do this, and then what did that mean for surgery? Was I ready for this huge life change? Could I do this? Days four and ten were the hardest. I cant tell you why, just that they were, for me. I also had a glimpse during this two weeks of just how hard it was going to be to lose food.
In that two weeks I had to take a hard look at my life. EVERYTHING revolved around food. James and I couldnt come up with anything to go do because everything we did involved food. WTF??? It was eye opening for sure. But, lo and behold, I survived, and lost 20 pounds and lot of bloat in that time. I felt great and by the end of the two weeks felt so much better about my decision.
On the day of surgery I was fine up until they came in to get me ready to go to the OR. Then I was like OMG this is really it. I was terrified. All of a sudden. Luckily, the adorable nurse slipped me some dilaudid in my IV and I was wavy before I even made it to the OR. Very quickly they knocked me out and then next thing I remember is glimpses of waking up in the recovery room very groggy.
I had some amazing visitors over the next day and a half, and other than the nasuea (omfg it was terrible) and the headache from my elevated BP (my body does not enjoy anethesia), it was not bad at all. I was so fucking exhausted, and it was a real struggle just to keep my eyes open.
I came home the afternoon of March 21, 2017, and the nausea continued and I could get nothing down. That night was the hardest one Ive had. I was in pain, nauseous, and very uncomfortable, and uncontrollably crying. I asked my husband if I had made the biggest mistake ever. He said of course not, and that I would feel better in a couple of days.
The next day was my birthday and I was still so tired. I tried to get some protein in, but my body was not having it. Nausea came back. ugh. I slept most of the day and night. The following day, I felt so much better and was able to start getting some protein in and I actually had some energy! I focused on my water and protein and just took it easy. By the fourth/fifth days I was ready to get out of the house and went to see movies and got my nails done. Tired easily, but by that Saturday I was driving, off the pain meds (only really took them to sleep) and grocery shopping and running errands.
The liquid diet continued for four weeks after surgery. The first two weeks I was off work, and just focused on trying to get it all in in a day. It was hard! By the time I went back to work, it was relatively easier, and I wasnt really hungry. I was pretty easily tired out however, and that took about six weeks to recover from completely.
I lost ten pounds right after surgery, bringing me to 266. Then I hit an immediate stall for about three to four weeks. That was super frustrating, and I was pissed. I put the scale away and focused on measurements and saw that I was still losing inches. As of today, I am at 256.8 pounds, down 37 pounds. What is more impressive is how different my body looks and how much smaller I "look". Ive lost a total of 29 inches!!!
I started hitting the gym up about 4-5 times a week, and doing cardio and lots of weights. This has helped immensely as I have noticed I am pretty easily irritated after surgery. I even had to go buy new workout clothes because mine were literally falling off.
Its been quite a journey over the last 52 days since surgery. Id like to think I have learned a lot, but I know I have a long way to go. I have zero complaints or regrets about having the surgery, other than I should have done it a long time ago. I cannot think of any negative side. I look forward to living a more active, healthy lifestyle, and I really look forward to going back to CrossFit.
Everyone asks what my goal weight is, and thats such a loaded question, and I have a ton of answers. First I would say 185 bc Ive never been that small, and it seems like a great number. Then I say anything under 200 bc to me, thats onderland, and a great place to be. Then, I say I have no idea, because ive never been this healthy, and have no idea what Im going to settle at. My intial plan (subject to change of course) is to see where Im at six months out from surgery. That puts me in September, and see if Im down enough to feel like I can go back to CrossFit. My ultimate goal is to lose 100 pounds. But, then again, thats a lot more weight, and I have no idea how Im going to look. If i go back to doing CrossFit before I lose it all, then Im gonna be putting on mass muscle, and I feel like my body is going to tell me where it wants to be anyway. That may be 190, that may be 160. JK. I think at 160 I would look sick, but I have no real idea, BECAUSE IVE NEVER BEEN THAT SMALL!! I also DGAF about sizes; that never mattered much, other than being able to shop in the regular part of the store.
So, I can safely say, that the next year is going to be one hell of a journey, judged solely on the last fifty two days. Its been amazing so far, and I feel so much better and happier. I wouldnt change anything for the world!! Here's to me baby, and 2017 being my MF year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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