Friday, August 30, 2013
I had my bariatric surgery 16 days ago. I keep thinking to myself, "WoW, I did it. I really did it."
I have thought about this for years. I would toy with the idea and then try on my own to lose weight again. I cycled like this for years. I should also mention that up until last year my insurance wouldn't cover it. When I got promoted last year my insurance changed to one that covered the surgery. Then I could REALLY treat it seriously.
16 days later I'm doing well. This week I can have canned tuna fish or salmon, 1/2 a scrambled egg, and either 1/2 a piece of toast or 2 crackers. Next week a lot more food become available for choice. I can eat eggs with my husband now. The fact that I can eat across from him on a plate with a fork, means life is getting back to normal.
In my last post I made mention of my addiction to food. I appreciate all of the kind words regarding seeing a counselor. I've been seeing a psychologist for some time. We are working through my food issues. He helped me through what was clouding me from having the surgery in the first place. Now we are working on the day to day changes that I'm going through now post-surgery.
What prompted this post was my sitting here and having it hit me again that, "WoW, I Had the Surgery!" As I shrink and my capabilities grow, I'm sure that notion will keep hitting me more and more until it is just my normal me. Please excuse me for now as I'm still in my honeymoon phase of this adventure.