So, yesterday I went for my 6 week post op check up with the surgeon. I was a little apprehensive stepping on the scale. I mean, I have been monitoring my weight at home using the Wii Fit board, but how accurate is that, really? Well, I should not have been worried at all. I knew I was losing, just not so sure I was losing like I thought. (I still see a fat me when I look in the mirror) Well, the scales told the truth, and were right on with the Wii Fit. As of yesterday, I was down to 212. That is 39 pounds GONE since I started this journey, and 21 GONE since surgery. I was one happy lady!! The PA cleared me to eat anything with caution. Basically, what he said was to experiment and see if I tolerated it. But not to try a bunch of new things too fast. And remember the 30-30-30 rule.
WELL........I have been DYING to have lasagna. So, I made a pan last night. I put a super small serving on my plate, 4-year-old Hailey had a bigger serving. I ate 1 (ONE) tiny bite and it felt like bricks sitting in my little pouchy. Ran to the bathroom, dry heaved for a few minutes, felt better. Came back out to the dining room, sat down and pushed the plate away. My daughter and Hailey asked me if I was ok. Luckily my hubby had explained to them what was happenings so I didn't have to. Well, since I hadn't actually vomited, the little bite was still present in my tummy. UGH!! Next thing I know, I was running back to the bathroom. This time was successful. I felt so much better.
Woke up this morning with a pissed off pouch. It is even getting grumpy with water. I'm taking it nice and slow today.
Even though I can't eat some things right now, I may be able to later in the future. I'm hoping so, As of right now, lasanga and pot roast are the only 2 things I can't tolerate.
I am eagerly awaiting the day I step on the scale and I am in "One-derland"!!! Won't be long now!!!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Vacation
This past weekend we took a "mini-vacation" to Georgia to see my cousin and her girls. Sunday was her littlest ones birthday. The child was seriously bringing in the "Lalaloopsy" stuff. I don't think I had ever heard of them until now. It was a great visit. Didn't take as long to get there as we thought it would. We left Saturday morning around 9-ish. Had to stop for gas once and food once. I'm thinking we got to her house around 3. Hung out, catching up. Sunday was the birthday party, was a good time. Too bad I couldn't eat a piece of cake, but I know I would have paid DEARLY for it if I had. So, I refrained and drank my water. After the party, we went back to their house and relaxed. Went to bed around 10 or so, had to get up early to come home.
We got up at 7 to get ready to come home. Brian wanted to come home the scenic route, via Hwy 17 instead of I-95. I figured, "Why not? I don't have to be anywhere until Tuesday". It was a really nice ride. We saw the memorial for the "Charleston 9". The 9 firefighters that were killed in the furniture superstore fire back on June 18, 2007. What a sad situation.
We had lunch at Red Lobster in Myrtle Beach. Neither of us have ever eaten there. It was good. I didn't like fish before I had this surgery, surprisingly, I can tolerate it now. I had stuffed flounder. Brian had fish and chips. He gave me a small taste of his haddock, I tasted it and busted out laughing because it truly tasted like chicken to me. He thought I was strange, oh well.
We got home around 4 or so. Approaching the house, saw a black dog out by the road. LOUIE!!! Darn dog had dug out under the gate AGAIN. OHHHH I was soo mad!!. Got him back in the fence and put a cinderblock in the hole and filled it back in. As we walked up on the porch, we could hear Fenway just inside the door. He knew we were home and was so excited.
Well, within 5 minutes of us being home, we found out what Fenway had been doing with his time while we were gone..........our bedroom was DESTROYED. All the ink pens that were on my nightstand were chewed up or on the floor, lotion was chewed, his ear medicine was chewed, my watch band was chewed until it was almost gone! OH we were not happy. But, we couldn't fuss at him because he hadn't done it where we could catch him. I just calmly picked everything up and put it away. Not so good ending to a good weekend.
Now, tomorrow I go back to the doctor for my 6 week post op check. When I got home this afternoon, after I got the mess picked up, I got on the Wii Fit to check my progress. I know its not as accurate as it would be in the mornings, but it told me I was down to 213. I'm hoping the scale at the doctors office is pretty close to that!!!!
Well, will post again later.
We got up at 7 to get ready to come home. Brian wanted to come home the scenic route, via Hwy 17 instead of I-95. I figured, "Why not? I don't have to be anywhere until Tuesday". It was a really nice ride. We saw the memorial for the "Charleston 9". The 9 firefighters that were killed in the furniture superstore fire back on June 18, 2007. What a sad situation.
We had lunch at Red Lobster in Myrtle Beach. Neither of us have ever eaten there. It was good. I didn't like fish before I had this surgery, surprisingly, I can tolerate it now. I had stuffed flounder. Brian had fish and chips. He gave me a small taste of his haddock, I tasted it and busted out laughing because it truly tasted like chicken to me. He thought I was strange, oh well.
We got home around 4 or so. Approaching the house, saw a black dog out by the road. LOUIE!!! Darn dog had dug out under the gate AGAIN. OHHHH I was soo mad!!. Got him back in the fence and put a cinderblock in the hole and filled it back in. As we walked up on the porch, we could hear Fenway just inside the door. He knew we were home and was so excited.
Well, within 5 minutes of us being home, we found out what Fenway had been doing with his time while we were gone..........our bedroom was DESTROYED. All the ink pens that were on my nightstand were chewed up or on the floor, lotion was chewed, his ear medicine was chewed, my watch band was chewed until it was almost gone! OH we were not happy. But, we couldn't fuss at him because he hadn't done it where we could catch him. I just calmly picked everything up and put it away. Not so good ending to a good weekend.
Now, tomorrow I go back to the doctor for my 6 week post op check. When I got home this afternoon, after I got the mess picked up, I got on the Wii Fit to check my progress. I know its not as accurate as it would be in the mornings, but it told me I was down to 213. I'm hoping the scale at the doctors office is pretty close to that!!!!
Well, will post again later.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
First day back to work.
Well, at 8am yesterday, February 1, 2012, I went back to work, full duty. It felt GREAT to be back on the truck. Surprisingly I missed it alot, and didn't even realize it. I was a little apprehensive initially, mainly because of the lifting and moving that we do, but I didn't have to worry about it, I had plenty of people there so I didn't have to lift.
But, what a way to start the first day back!!! Started the day with a "cardiac arrest" call, my Lt, and partner was the lead medic on scene, he took control of the situation and several minutes after arriving on scene, we got a pulse back on our patient and a good blood pressure. Several minutes after that, she started breathing on her own. Last check at 7 this morning, she was maintaining stable vital signs. Hopefully she walks out of the hospital.
On that call, I got my FIRST IO on a human. Only other ones I ever did was on the mannequins in class, definitely not the same!
We had a couple other calls after that, nothing too exciting though.
I'm glad to be back to work though.
now, as far as the surgery goes, I'm just over 3 weeks out, and down a total of 29 pounds, 11 since surgery. Does it feel good? HECK YEAH!!!!
I'm ready to put on some of the clothes I have been wearing and them not want to stay up. I noticed yesterday when I was getting ready for work that I put on one of Brians XL shirts and it was a touch too big. THAT felt good. AND when I put on my belt, it went all the way to the LAST hole, instead of the first one that it was getting to a month ago. THAT is how I know that something is working.
I'm still having trouble getting in all the water that I have to get in. But its getting better. I can generally get in right at 40 ounces of water each day, so i'm just 1-3 glasses under the recommended amount. But at only 3 weeks out, what can I expect?
Walking is getting easier. I plan to walk the 3 miles that I walked the other day. Its relaxing, other than the fact that there are no sidewalks on my road and the cars think its a drag strip because its a very straight road, other than the curve at the front of the road and another about a mile down.
ANYWHO........figured i would share my first day back at work. Thanks for reading!!!
But, what a way to start the first day back!!! Started the day with a "cardiac arrest" call, my Lt, and partner was the lead medic on scene, he took control of the situation and several minutes after arriving on scene, we got a pulse back on our patient and a good blood pressure. Several minutes after that, she started breathing on her own. Last check at 7 this morning, she was maintaining stable vital signs. Hopefully she walks out of the hospital.
On that call, I got my FIRST IO on a human. Only other ones I ever did was on the mannequins in class, definitely not the same!
We had a couple other calls after that, nothing too exciting though.
I'm glad to be back to work though.
now, as far as the surgery goes, I'm just over 3 weeks out, and down a total of 29 pounds, 11 since surgery. Does it feel good? HECK YEAH!!!!
I'm ready to put on some of the clothes I have been wearing and them not want to stay up. I noticed yesterday when I was getting ready for work that I put on one of Brians XL shirts and it was a touch too big. THAT felt good. AND when I put on my belt, it went all the way to the LAST hole, instead of the first one that it was getting to a month ago. THAT is how I know that something is working.
I'm still having trouble getting in all the water that I have to get in. But its getting better. I can generally get in right at 40 ounces of water each day, so i'm just 1-3 glasses under the recommended amount. But at only 3 weeks out, what can I expect?
Walking is getting easier. I plan to walk the 3 miles that I walked the other day. Its relaxing, other than the fact that there are no sidewalks on my road and the cars think its a drag strip because its a very straight road, other than the curve at the front of the road and another about a mile down.
ANYWHO........figured i would share my first day back at work. Thanks for reading!!!
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