Some days it seems like I had this surgery long ago and I have to remind myself that I am just a little more than a month post-op. The reason I say that is because I tend to be so hard on myself and think I should be farther along than I am, mentally, physically, pounds down, etc. I struggle a lot with worrying about the future and I think that is why I think I should be farther along. I need to live more in the here and now!
In my last post I was telling you about my plateau, my stall at 202. Drum roll...It finally broke, moved, quit stalling, whatever, lol! On Friday morning when I got on the scale I thought it said 202 again but then I squinted my tired old eyes and realized the scale said 200.2! Then Saturday morning it was 199.6 so I made DH come upstairs, got on the scale again so he could see it and I could have a witness! Yes, ladies, he does know how much I weigh and loves me anyway, lol! This morning I weighed in at 198.8! I have been a little afraid it would bounce up over that 200 again and still am so I am going to wait a few more days before I officially declare myself in "Onederland"!
I have been sick for the last few days with a cold and/or sinus infection so I am a little surprised that I lost any weight at all. I have been in bed, not eating much, no exercise. Just trying to get in enough protein and all of my supplements. Several people have commented that it is probably because I had this surgery, that my immune system is compromised because of it. I am taking it in stride but it makes me a little angry. I mean, for crying out loud, it's not like I never had a cold before this. My daughter was sick with this all of last week (really, really sick) and the odds were good that I would get it from taking care of her so I don't believe the surgery has anything to do with it. In fact I am feeling much better today and she was sick for a whole week.
I told you a few days ago about a friend of mine who had this surgery and it took 10 hours and he has 8 incisions. Well, I found an update on him on Facebook. Apparently he ended up back in the hospital and is now on a ventilator and they have been worried about his kidneys and bp. He is 31 and I am 63. I came through with flying colors in less than 3 hours. Just goes to show you that you never know how anything will go in this life. I am praying every day for him and his family. I will keep you updated too.
