I am sorry for the long delay since my last post since I
know there are a few “lurkers” that have come forward stating that it has been
a while. With those of you that have
come out of the “lurking closet” to let me know that you have been reading for
a while and are proud of me, I thank you.
This blog was to help me keep a journal of my adventures
since the days of LDS paper journaling have long gone for me. I remember watching RaRaRa write in hers
every night and I used to this when I was at home at Mom’s. I have looked back on them on occasion and smiled. It is amazing what I thought was of vast
importance back then and I am sure if I go back and read what I wrote when I
started this blog I will get the same reaction.
That being said, here is your next episode of “Tales of the
Tiny Tummy”
Since my last post Mom has been down and I went through the
stuff she brought me. I am not sure what
her friend looks like but my hips and her hips are nowhere close to each
other. All the pants would fit around
the waist but the hips made me look like I was wearing jodhpurs! For those
of you that are wondering what the heck they are, these are them.
Ya know if you Google this there are really confused folks
out there. I was finding pics of
breeches that were full seated one and even styles on the runway. O_o
Anyway, I have purged the middle closet and have reduced by
a shelf and half. What is left in
there? Well that would be the clothes
that are still too lightweight to wear but fits and my “few more pounds and I
can wear it” wardrobe. Since I know what
C likes to wear I divided the clothes out to charity and C’s. C is getting a garbage bag and working on a
second one, and the charity shop got 2 garbage bags of stuff. I know that C
& F have just moved so she asked me to hang on them a bit longer. No biggy since I keep adding to the piles.
I keep adding shirts that are just not fitting right
anymore. I am finding myself looking
down at the body of the shirt and pulling it side to side thinking that I am
swimming in it. The shoulders aren’t
fitting either. I am finding that I am
sitting at my desk and I look over my shoulder to talk to the boss and I see a
bra strap peeking out since the shirt is slipping off my shoulder. That makes the shirt go into the pile too.
I was sick as well since my last post. I headed home from the day job on Monday not feeling 100% and
worked the second job to wake up on Tuesday feeling like death warmed
over. The DH was great and headed out to
Wally-Mart to get me some meds before headed off to work. I ended up sleeping the morning away and
vegged in front of the upstairs TV for the afternoon. Lucky enough I didn’t need to work during the
day on Wednesday and slept some more. I
finally had enough meds in me to work the 2nd job that night and
headed back to the office on Thursday.
Reading group in the a.m. was cancelled since they had a field trip of
mini-putting so I still didn’t feel
100% so I decided to bow out of the p.m. reading group.
With me not feeling well I really didn’t weigh myself all
week and so when I finally did on Friday I had hit the 60 pound mark! I was feeling pretty good but I didn’t want
to jinx it so I just accepted it and chalked up to being sick. The DH is concerned that I might be losing
too fast and what happens if I drop below the target weight? I guess only the staff at TWH can tell me
when I have a follow up. So when I go back to TWH on April the 8th to check out
my blood work to see if I am getting enough nutrients and vitamins I should ask
how things are faring.
Well I did something I thought I never would do again since
my last post. I went to the Manadarin
with the DH, DoxyLover and her DH. I was
nervous to see her since I hadn’t seen her since Christmas and also I was
wondering how I was going to deal with the all the eating that goes on. Well she was very proud of the work that I
had done and said that it looks like she is only talking to 2/3 of me LOL I was
able to explain to Mr. DoxyLover the surgery since he hadn’t heard all the
details yet and was really shocked about what I went through. When the hostess sat us at the table I took
out my little card and she said that she was going to talk to her manager. I thought I was going to have to go on the defensive
since the things I have read on some of my forums the Mandarin hadn’t wised up
to WLS yet. So he came back and said
that he would be happy to charge me a child’s rate which was only $10 for the
lunch! Geez, I am a cheap date LOL So I
was very selective on what I put on plate.
I had a lot of “self-chat” of what the brain wanted for lunch and then I
needed to remind myself of the BLT size.
It actually wasn’t that bad only taking part of a Lo Mein noodle, or
just one rib. When I sat back down I was
looking at the plate and only took 1 or 2 bites of each item and now I realise
that my taste buds have changed. The bite
of the rib I took didn’t taste like the way I remember it. I wasn’t even thinking of taking a second
bite. Shrimp on the other hand…….for
some reason I never touched it before surgery and now I don’t mind it and look
forward to trying different variations on it.
So I am proud of how I handled myself and who else can say that they
went to the Mandarin and lost weight? Ha ha
I haven’t been to a BWLSSG for a while since they were having
it a very busy coffee shop. I have
missed the chatter on what is coming up next for me but I am sure there is one
in April that I can get too.
So that gets you up to date on me and the tiny tummy and it was commercial free!
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