1st Workout Post-Op

I did it and I survived!! I think the hardest part was getting out of bed at 5:30 to go with my husband. At first I told him no, but then I remembered I am eating actual food now and so I got up and went. I knew I wouldn't be able to do much so I got on the treadmill, put in my iPod (with an excellent selection of 80's pop hits) and went to town. I only did 35 minutes on the treadmill but I did 3.5 and worked my way up to 3.0 incline. All in all I did a little over 2 miles. It felt really good to go do something. Sure glad I fell asleep at 8:00 last night in order to do so!

My son started his football camp today. It goes through August. He'll be doing 3 hrs a day, 4 days a week. His goal was to lose 10-15 lbs this summer and I am hoping that this helps him to do it! I had to put tons of sunscreen on his head because we cut off about 10 lbs of hair on Sat. But I am glad I listened to the news this morning and heard that the UV index was going to be "extreme" today (meaning burn in 10 min) because then I put even more sunscreen on him. Don't need burning already this summer!

I have been paying a lot of attention to how my husband and son eat since I had surgery and they eat a LOT. I did the same a month ago. I know that my habits were passed on to my son. I hate that. I get after them about the amount of food that they put on their plates (i.e. 4 pancakes and 2 eggs for breakfast) and I am sure that they are sick of me nagging, but I really want them to realize what they are doing/how much they are eating and be cognisant of it. It took me having surgery to do the same and I want my family to be healthy.

2 Weeks Post-Op

I ate an egg!!!!! It was one of the single most thrilling events in I don't know how long. I never new an egg could bring me such pleasure. But oh yes. It was amazing (I was going to say eggcellent, but you know). Who knew that 1 single egg could make you feel full. It is quite a strange feeling.

For those of you who don't know, I stay with my mom 2-3 nights a week because my home and work are 30 miles apart, one way. It is great to conserve gas :-) I am happy I took workout clothes with me to my mom's house so that I could walk. I didn't do any exercising on Wednesday night because I thought "I am so tired and it is so dark." Then last night as I was thinking of excuses to not walk I looked to the right and saw the treadmill. Duh. She has only had it in her family room for 2 years. So I walked last night on my mom's treadmill while watching Philadelphia. Not a good combo to have a moving belt under your feet and tears streaming down your face. Just an FYI.

I weighed in this morning and was very pleased. I actually weighed in on 2 scales (because my mom has 2 and they are both different from my scale at home) and am super excited to report a total weight loss so far of 22 lbs!! I also discovered that I have cheek bones again while putting on my makeup. Double bonus!!

Where Does Time Go??

This has nothing to do with my band, BTW.

Today my son completed his final day in middle school, which means in the fall I will officially have a high schooler. How on Earth did this happen...and so fast?! I remember starting high school and it really doesn't seem like it was that long ago. I remember him starting kindergarten and thinking he was such a big boy way back then. They say kids age you and I cannot agree more. Unreal. My baby boy is all grown up...and almost taller than me. I seriously want to cry.

Day he was born


Mother's Day '11

But on the bright side, at least he will have a smokin' hot mama when he is a high schooler ;-)

Fall Down, Go Boom

If you are my FB friend you probably read that last night I fell. I fell hard and quite ungracefully. I was chasing my puppy around beating him with my half chewed shoe when he knocked over a piece of furniture that I tripped over. It hurt so bad. It hurt so bad I cried in front of my son. I am very sore today and hoping that I haven't done any damage (aside from ripping off half of my pinky toe nail. There goes my pedicure on Friday). I called and left a message for the nurse and am waiting to hear back from her.

Anyway, I read this on a board that I am on and had to share it because not only is it hilarious, but it reflects my feelings of the past few days: "Dying to lick a piece of steak with a side of birthday cake."

Hurry up Friday!!

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow?

This is a picture after my shower tonight. This is the hair that stuck to my fingers while washing my hair tonight. *Gulp* 500 cal a day my body does not like. Where is my food?!?! Good thing I have a ton of hair...easily camoflageable.

1 Week Post-Op

Well, one week down, a lifetime to go! I went to my surgeon's office today and they said everything looks good. Incisions are healing perfectly and I can swim in another week or two. My vitals are great. No more BP meds needed :-) I go back in a month and get my first fill if needed. I won't really know if I need it or not until I start eating real food. I have one more week on liquids and then I can start on mushies. I.Can't.Wait. I discovered today that I am only consuming 500 cal a day. No bueno. It will go up for sure when I start eating real food again.

Oh, I almost forgot about what everyone wants to know, my weight :-) Well, today I weighed in at 258 at their office but I was 257.3 when I weighed in this morning at home, so that is the number I am going by. That means in 2 weeks I have dropped 17.3 lbs...which makes me very happy. I know most of that is water weight and these types of numbers will NOT be the standard during my journey. Once I start eating real food again it will level out to 1-2 lbs each week, but that is alright by me because that will be actual fat leaving my body.

Today Is A Hard Day

I shouldn't be wanting to cry less than a week post op because of food, but I feel like I want to. It isn't even just about the food, it is traditions. Tonight was my son's last band concert ever (effing budget cuts) and after every concert we go out to eat....except for tonight. I was in a lot of discomfort during the concert because I did a lot today and didn't take any pain meds so I just wanted to go home. I pre-made a shake before we left so it would be good to go when we got home. Well. The husband asked me what we were going to do for dinner...to which I responded with a blank stare in his direction. I told him to make something. He obviously didn't want to cook dinner so I said they could get a pizza on the way home. I know he feels bad about eating in front of me when I can't, so instead they went to one of our favorite places, Roberto's. Fortunately they ate there but it still sucked. Instead of being with my family I was at home, on the couch, taking 20 min to drink my 8 oz shake.

I knew this was going to be hard. I know it is going to be hard. It is not going to happen overnight. I am in this for the long haul. I just feel weepy and emotional today. Watching Julie & Julia 3 times today probably hasn't helped...that movie makes me so hungry for rich, fattening food. Pity party, table for 1 please.