Another one bites the dust!

And another one gone and another gone - another one bites the dust!

Came across a fellow WLS blogger, and all of his titles to his posts are song titles, so I couldn't help it. Gotta love Queen - now that's gonna be running through my head all day.

So, another pound gone - yea! Even though it's slower now, it's still exciting when I see the weight still coming off. Saw the folks last weekend - Pop's still stressing that I'm losing too much. Good grief. First I was too big; now I'm getting too small. I wish there was something I could say to him so that he wouldn't worry, but I guess that's a dad's perogitive.

He's got a point, though - Special K said the same thing; if I were to just maintain and not lose any more, that would be alright. And it would be. I'm in a much better place now. I can breathe, walk forever, climb stairs and hills, bend over with no effort - clothing is fun again. But I want more. Being told once I'd never be a size 10 has been something that stuck in my brain, and I want to see if I can. If I am too thin, then great; I'll have fun putting some weight back on. But I just have to see if I can.

Not sure why that's important to me, but there you go.

TGIF

Another acronym, but very true. What a week.

Tuesday, I was so excited and in such a good mood - couldn't wait to see the swearing in of our new president and then listen to his inaugural address. Even stopped at a Krispy Kreme for my free doughnut, plus get a box for my area (red, white and blue sprinkles!) and a latte.

Well, after two & a half months waiting for my new pc at work, they decide Tuesday morning is when they're going to set me up. Told them OK, as long as they were done by 8:55 so that I could log on and find a web site with live feed so I could watch.

Uh, huh.

Didn't happen - everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. They missed more than half my files, gave me the wrong version to my mail client - did not move over my Internet favorites list, etc, etc, etc. To cut a real long story short (I know - too late), I lost it. Had a melt-down; very embarrassing. I logically knew they could fix things, but I'm not sure if my hormones are off-balanced, or if I've got so much toxins in my system from not being regular, but I was a basket case. Made myself so upset that I threw up. And even after I calmed down (and yes, they were able to fix almost everything - still waiting for one thing; they can't figure out why it's not working), my stomach hurt. Bad. Carried over to Wednesday. I came in for a couple hours and then went home. Slept almost all day. Today is actually the first day I feel "normal" again (probably helped that I took a couple Ex lax last night and the earth finally moved for me).

So, I missed seeing history happen. I am happy, though, that it did happen. I hope this is the beginning of a new era for America, but I also hope that expectations aren't too high that Obama won't be able to deliver. Oops, 'scuse me - President Obama.

Proud to call him that.

TMI

TMI - too much information; but it is what it is, and that's what this blog is all about - my weight loss journey. So.

One of the side effects of this procedure is that I don't "go" regularly anymore. Once or twice every two to three weeks is the norm, now. For the most part, I don't even think about, but I always thought I'd even out and get back on a more regular schedule. I'm not overdoing the fiber (might not be getting enough) - I put wheat germ on my salads, which I eat pretty regularly.

Not so much fruit anymore - the only thing I can think of that I'm reacting to is the natural sugar. I tried to eat peaches a couple mornings ago, and I started to "dump," (sweating, gagging, stomach hurting). Very odd. I'm doing ok so far this morning with my grapefruit, but instead of the fruit cups I usually get (what can I say - I'm lazy; Mum's fault - she always cut up our fruit for us when we were young lol), I bought a fresh grapefruit last night. Cut it up this morning - so far, so good. Perhaps it's the commercial fruit cups (the peaches were in a lite syrup) my system is protesting. Although, last couple times I tried banana, that didn't go so well, either. (shrugs)

Had a conversation this morning with two of the other ladies here at work that have had this procedure, and this topic came up. One has colitus, so I can't go by what works for her, but the other said she's regular, but she takes a vitamin (which escapes me just now - have to go ask her again) that helps.

I have to wonder if this all is effecting how slow my lossage has been lately. There are times I feel bloated and just wish I could totally do some sort of internal cleansing something or other.

Ah, well - need to do some research. I'm sure it'll all work out in the end (pun totally intended!)

Two more...

Down two more yesterday morning, making it a loss of 150 even. Still so exciting.

And every single day, someone mentions how good I'm looking. I am blessed with nice co-workers. I've read elsewhere that many folks that go through WLS experience derogatory remarks from co-workers, as well as friends and family! I can't imagine that. My honey's been most supportive and loving, my family is so happy for me, as are our good friends. And at work, no-one's ever given me anything except support and compliments.

'Tis a lucky girl that I am!

Back to Normal

As much as I enjoyed being at home, it's good to be back in the normal routine of things. Since I came in several times over the break, I wasn't as backlogged as I could have been, so things are good.

Still holding at 185. Not sure why, but I'm not complaining. Since I'm over 7 mos out, it makes sense that the lossage will be slowing down, and that's OK. I'm feeling fantastic, physically and mentally. Clothing is fun again.

Speaking of clothing, my boss asked his wife what to get a woman who's lost a ton of weight, and she told him "clothes, baby - she'll need lots of new clothes!" So, they got me a nice gift card to Macy's. At first, I thought how sweet, but Macy's? So expensive there. So, Saturday, Special K and I went to Macy's to find me one blouse or one sweater, and we were pleasantly surprised to find all sorts of sales going on. I was able to get a kick-ass pair of black jeans (with black sparkles on the back pockets - very cute! and a size 14! wow - so amazing), a quilted, but tailored purple vest, a beautiful blouse and a hot pink belt. And there's still a little money left on the card. Very surprised, but very pleased.

I've had several people tell me that they've done a double-take, after seeing me off to the side or in the distance, like "who is that person?" before they realized it was me. What a great compliment.

Ironically, my father is worried; he thinks I'm losing too fast, too much. I hate that he's worried; I tried to assure him that's the nature of the surgery I had. It's meant to come off fast and furious. And I'm not at goal yet. I'm thinking about 35 more pounds or so - whatever it takes to be a size 10 :o) Always wanted to be a size 10. He's afraid, that once I get to goal, I'll be unable to stop loosing, but I have no fear of that. I'm finding my appetite is growing. Not always, but sometimes, I feel like I can keep on eating whatever it is that I'm eating, and I'm trying so hard to instill the "little bit tastes just as good as a whole bunch" philosophy in my brain. I do not want to stretch my little pouch out much farther than it is right now. I wish there was a way to measure and keep track of that.

Another question for the surgeon, if I ever go see him again.

Happy New Year!

So, it's 2009. Holiday season is just about over. Usually one of my favorite times of year, but this past season just blew by and it wasn't until Xmas Eve that I even remotely felt the holly in my heart. Ah, well - always next year.

Finally got our little tree (2 1/2 foot Douglas Fir - so pretty!) up Xmas Eve - poor thing had been standing in a (frozen!) bucket of water out in the carport for two weeks before that. Once I got the tree up and our gifts spread out around it, I felt a lot cheerier. We did end up postponing our family get-together until this Tuesday past - we had a wonderful time! Had prime rib and a ham and all sorts of conistibles; deviled eggs, lumpias, little taco bites (really cute recipe Special K found - we used wanton wrappers and a muffin tin - really nice appetizer), bacon-wrapped dates (takes me back to my childhood - Mum would always make those when she had a party), potato salad, regular spring greens salad, brioche and baguettes from the French Bakery - nice spread. I think everyone enjoyed themselves. Oh, and then I made little wanton-wrapped apple and cherry turnovers, deep-fried and sprinkled with powdered sugar - wonderful eaten hot. The apple was better than the cherry. Reminds me of the wonderful treat my mother makes every New Year's Eve - a dutch pastry made with a beer batter with fruit mixed in (typically apple, but she does raisins too), deep-fried with the powder sugar sprinkled on after - hate it that I miss that almost every year.

And through all my baking and all the snacking I've been doing being snowbound and at home, I've managed to lose a few pounds. Very jazzed about that. For about a week and a half, I was going up and down a few pounds between 187 and 189, but I finally dropped it to 185 this morning. So, I've proved to myself (and anyone else that cares) that it is possible to enjoy oneself and still stay on track.

So, vacation is nearly over. Really been liking this staying at home with my honey and my Sparky.

Would be so nice to win Mega or Lotto, so that would be reality. :o)