Yesterday I was doing a craft show, and the lady behind me had clothing. Supposedly she crafted them in some way (she kept telling people she did the beadwork on them, but I seriously doubt it, it was definitely manufactured clothing). Anyway, I bought this really funky cool sweater and a shirt from her (both wildly more than I'd usually spend, but I had soap cash in hand and decided to get 'em cause I loved them). We got to talking about my surgery because she offered me a frozen fruit bar, and I said I couldn't, telling her I had to be careful of sugar right now, and why. I really don't care who knows I've had the surgery.
She said "Well, I'm surprised they let you have that surgery, you're not that big!" LOL, sorta took me aback (she's a very outspoken type person). Um...ok, being 100 lbs. overweight is "not that big?" That was similar to the comment the nurse gave me when I went in for my initial visit at the surgeon's office. I had stepped on the scale, and when we got to the room, she was putting info in and they take a picture of you that day, and she said pretty much the same thing, "I never would have guessed you weighed that much."
I sorta felt the same way when I looked at the pictures Doug took the day of surgery, sorta like "I guess I didn't really look that bad" but knowing that I can and will look, and more importantly, feel, 100 times better taking 100 lbs. off my back.
The scale officially went below 20 lb. loss this morning, it was 240.4 (down from 260.9). Today's August 17th, surgery was just on the 6th! I can't hardly believe that in just a few days I'll be in the 230s where just really days ago I was in the 260s. It's surreal to say the least.
Tomorrow I go see the surgeon for my "1-week" checkup, it was the earliest appt. they had available after surgery. I have a few questions for him, but otherwise I'm doing very well and very happy I went through with this!
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