Tuesday, October 20, 2009
As my granddaughter Chloe would say ... "Ta da!"
I got up this morning, took my shower, and stepped on the proverbial scales. I had to rub my eyes to be sure I was seeing the number I thought I was seeing. Tim (the hubby) and I just had this conversation last night discussing how I was nearing a MAJOR milestone in my journey. The scale read 265 lbs. I started out at 530 lbs. If you do the math, you'll find I have now lost the amount of weight that I currently weigh. I am only one half the physical person I used to be. Ta da, indeed! Another 35 lbs and I will pretty much be at my goal weight.
That said, then the trek begins to get the abdominoplasty to have the belly skin removed. I will say that though I've had no rashes, much to my surprise, I do have back pain and I know that I do not stand up straight as the weight pulls me forward. I will start calling the insurance company in January to find out what exactly they will need to get approval. I am hoping to be at 230 lbs when I go for my 18 month post op appointment at which time Dr. Vallina (my wonderful surgeon) will seriously discuss this surgery. I'd like to have the abdominoplasty before summer 2010, not because I want to wear a bikini or anything like that. I just want the skin gone and the results of my hard work to be even more noticeable. I am slowly getting to where I want to be and yes, this is my "TA DA" moment! There will be two more ... one for getting to goal and the other after the abdominoplasty. The process I started on my own back in 2005 is starting to come full circle and it feels doggone good!
(Edit: I will try to post a photo later, just for reference. Imagine, losing the amount of weight I now weigh! Now that's a visual.)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
or so someone has said.
We all come to a realization at some point that the pounds are just not going to fall off forever. I know I've been the same weight, give or take four pounds, for three months now. I have not given up. I feel fantastic. I look pretty good, compared to where I have come from. If I remain this weight I will be okay. My health and quality of life has drastically improved and that's what this whole process has been about for me.
My surgeon says I should be able to lose another 40 lbs before I must learn to maintain. I figure I'm getting good practice now and I know I will keep the weight off this time. It is hard not to become disheartened or discouraged but I have found that I seem to no longer have this issue. I no longer obsess about the scale and feel the need to get on it every single day. I would love to say I only weigh once a week, but that just isn't the case. I am going to get there though.
Today the scale read 266.0 and I gasped. That is my lowest weight in over 20 years. Only 34 more pounds to get rid of and I will be the weight I was when I met my husband 26 years ago. That is a sobering thought. I thought I was so fat then and look at where I ended up. It makes me sad to look at the pictures of me when I weighed 530 lbs. I look at that woman and wonder what was going on in her life that she let things get so out of control. Then I realize that woman is ME! I can see beyond the fat and feel the pain now. I have been so blessed and know that no matter what, I am strong. I have survived so much and I will continue to survive. After all, I didn't go through all of this for no reason. The Lord has a plan, even for this, and all is well.
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
I try to get here more often but sometimes there just isn't anything to say. Life has been busy and crazy but I'm hanging in there. I had a wonderful July 4th weekend visiting with my sister and my girls. It was just what I needed after a couple of really horrible weeks at work.
First there was the scare that I may be out of a job. Illinois government cannot settle on a budget (and is currently operating without one) and the IL Department of Children and Family Services made a bunch of cuts in anticipation of less money to operate on. Consequently, they cut all funding for Parenting Teen Centers. Guess what I run? Yep, a Parenting Teen program! For a couple weeks we had to wonder if our organization was going to close us down. It now looks like we're going to be okay but I'm not certain of that, yet. I'm taking it day by day and we'll see where that gets me. LOL
We had our therapist leave and a new therapist come on. She's doing a good job but she's not the therapist we had and the girls miss her. On top of that, I hired (or thought I had hired) new staff. Only half of the ones I hired actually showed up for orientation so it's back to square one. I really hate that whole process. This means I'm running my home short of staff and working a LOT of hours. Suffice it to say that as of yesterday I already have my 80 hours for this pay period in and still have to work today, tomorrow, and at the very least, Friday! All without real compensation as I'm salaried. Gotta love that, too!
I lost virtually no weight in June and was frustrated as I mentioned in my last post. Talked with a few "in the know" and came to the conclusion maybe I wasn't eating enough calories. Sure enough, I bumped those up and the weight is coming off again. Lesson learned, once again. It wasn't that I wasn't eating, because I do about six times a day but I needed more calories to fuel my body now that I'm more active.
I got my butt kicked at my circuit conditioning and cardio classes last night. I ran on the treadmill three times. It was still only a minute, but I did it. I don't really like running on the treadmill. I've ran a few times on solid ground but I'm not ever going to be a runner, per se. I'm starting to see some definition in my thighs, though, and that's encouraging. I also moved up to six pound weights for my strength training. My arms are killing this morning. It was a good workout and I'm okay with the sore and tender muscles, really. It's all a reminder that I'm making progress. Back to water aerobics class tonight and it's all good. I do enjoy my workouts, surprisingly enough. I miss when I can't go because of work.
I ran into someone over the weekend who had not seen me since my surgery. She didn't greet me at first and I didn't give it much thought. She isn't a friend or anyting, just someone who lived in the same town I used to live in and we'd exchange a hello from time to time when we met. I know who she is and she knows me via my girls as her husband teaches at the high school but that's it. Anyway ... a few minutes later she came to me and said, "I didn't recognize you. You've lost a LOT of weight!" It made me smile to know that others really do see the difference. It was nice to know my hard work is paying off.
On a side note to all of that, Tim took pictures of me with our granddaughter Chloe in the pool on Monday. I looked at them and realized, though I'm not thin by any means, I am definitely thinner. I compared that photo to one taken exactly a year ago and oh my ...
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