Finding my way
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
As with all people, some days are easier than others. Today has not been one of those days for me and it is all centered on a decision I made in 1993. Hard to believe that a desperate act from so long ago can still come back and bite you in the gluteus maximus today.
In January of 1993, I decided that my only hope to get thin(ner) than I was was to have stomach surgery. I had a vertical banded gastroplasty and was assured that, in 6 months, I would be of a normal weight (down by some 150 lbs) with a much improved life. That I had PCOS and other hormonal issues back then was never factored into the process. I had the surgery but, despite following everything to the letter, lost a grand total of 25 pounds and was still significantly morbidly obese.
Because of the surgical procedures, I had some pretty nasty complications. My body decided that it no longer would process foods of certain textures, consistencies or families. I could no longer eat poultry, beef, heavily textured vegetables, certain fruits, or rice. Any time I tried to consume them, my body would reject them in a rather volcanic manner. Since my body often decides that it will reject previously successful foods without prior notice, I will often have the same reaction to something I have eaten at extremely inconvenient places and/or times. These events occur at least 2-3 times per week.
The other major nasty side effect is that, unless eat my meals with copious amounts of hot liquid, I tend to get blockages in my stomach. This also happens 4-6 times per month and lasts for several days (until I am able to repeatedly bathe the blockage in hot water and throw up whatever comes free over that 2-3 day period). These occurrences are extremely draining and, once over, I have to replenish the nutrients I have lost in the form of liquid supplementation. To say this is unpleasant would be a gross understatement.
Although both are highly difficult to deal with, this particular blockage has been a tough struggle. I have seen numeros doctors over the years about these issues, but none have a solution I am willing to put my body through. I guess I will continue to pay for that desperate decision of long ago for a while longer.