Got a call from my doctor's office yesterday.... my surgery was officially approved by my insurance! How exciting!
My journey thus far has been:
7/14: Seminar
8/2: Surgical Consultation
8/16: Psych Evaluation
9/4: Dietician Evaluation
Future Appointments:
9/12: Nutrition Class (eating pre and post surgery)
9/13: Pulmonologist (practice requires pulmonary clearance prior to scheduling surgery)
9/18: Gallbladder Ultrasound
Once I receive pulmonary clearance, I can schedule a date for my surgery! The practice told me at least two weeks out to allow for bloodwork to come back. I will also need to get an EKG. Fortunately the bloodwork and EKG is done in the surgeon's office and doesn't require me going to another practice. Lots and lots of appointments but hopefully all worth it in the end.....
Anxiety is something that I've had my whole life but not recognized until just a few months ago. That constant feeling of always having to be moving, and feeling like I'm going to explode if I have to sit still, is apparently anxiety. That need to always be busy has essentially controlled my life - not only did it contribute to my obesity (if I had to sit still, I would eat to keep my hands/mouth busy), but I gave up many fun things to do things I "had" to do, like clean the house.
I got my anxiety in check with the help of a few therapy session before surgery. The past few months have been great...until this past week.
My weight has been at a stand-still for about a month. I weigh myself every day, and when the scale doesn't move I get frustrated, which leads to nervous energy, then anxiety. Next thing I know, I don't want to go to bed until my last bit of laundry is folded and the house is shining clean. While it's very efficient, it's not practical.
I was talking with my husband this morning about how I think my anxiety is back, full-blown, and he told me that he didn't think that weighing myself was beneficial at all. He made me promise to eat 3 meals a day and not weigh myself for one week. He said he was going to hide the scales until next Thursday. He encouraged me to restart some of the techniques the therapist suggested and see if I feel better in a week. So, I guess I will give it a try. I've never gone a day without weighing myself since my weight loss journey started. That alone stresses me out
Well, I just completed my first stress test ever and I didn't fall dead off the bike, so I consider it a good day. Not sure if I passed/failed...they always just look at you and smile. It would be nice if they had a "fat" person seat on the bike, after all, this was a stress test for the band and big people have to sit on that thing. Not to mention the fact that you have to jump up on it.....not a pretty sight.
Anyway, 6 months of dietitian classes, therapy, sleep studies, ekg's, stress tests and paperwork later, and my surgery is this Tuesday!
I can't wait...I'm tired of the BA bars and those nasty shakes. I've got some Unjury samples on the way and a GNC chocolate protein mix on the way thanks to some helpful suggestions.
Have a great day banders!
TOday is day 9 out and ihave lost 14 lbs (actually 13.8) and i am thrilled. My running shorts actually fit now like they should... I went back to work yesterday,did okay, i'm a nurse, i didin't have to lift on anyone or anything so i was able to perform all my duties ( i normally do help the CNA's with lifting but for a while i will not). I got a little tired but that's not unusual either, i work 12 hour shifts. Overall i say i was ready to go back to work... I'm off today and work again tomorrow. Was glad to be off today. Sutures come out tomorrow. It hink they're all ready except for the one up by my tatas LOL. It is moist still and not scabbed. I'm keeping a drsng on it normally but today have it uncovered to get it to dry out Thanks for reading my jumbled thoughts, have to go for my walk now......
Here I am almost 3 weeks post-op, and I haven't lost anything in the last 2 weeks! Actually, I managed to gain a pound from the original 15 pds I lost in the first week (which was a bunch of water weight). I'm really trying not to get discouraged, but it's hard. My food intake is so much smaller than what it used to be. It just doesn't make sense to me.
I have a shake now as a meal, which has 30 grams of protein, and then eat an oz of protein every few hours. Nothing bad.. no wait, I lie. I did have some mini cinammon graham crackers the other day. I know, I know, but I was stressing, and was upset. Anyway, I'm over the crackers crap now.
I don't have a caloric amount to eat per day, as of yet (that I know of). I believe my focus is still getting in all the protein, and to get that walking in everyday. My first fill isn't until Sept 19th, and I wonder what that could possibly do to make a difference. Is it going to make me eat less? Well. I'm already eating less, a lot less! So, what's that first fill going to do that I'm not already doing....
Again, I say, ARGH!!!
Well, today is my 61st Birthday. I guess no cake and no ice cream for me. Haha, maybe a frosty protein shake (actually that sound pretty good as it is still hot in Florida).
I got up this AM and decided it would be nice to stand on the old scale. Well, I am down some. 2 more pounds down ..that makes 106 down..not bad. In fact, I feel pretty good about that. I am still on the "no exercise allowed" list until the Neurologist gives me the OK and that won't be until my visit on the 18th. (If then). I am walking a bit, about a mile a day but that is nothing compared to what I used to do (4-5 miles a day + a gym work out). Oh well, I do have to take care of my health. That fall has really left me with some issues. My weight loss has really slowed to a creep but, at least it is not going UP..I am thankful for that.
Anyway, since it is my birthday, it is a good time to reflect on the past just a bit. A year and 2 months ago I was SHORT and EXTREMELY CHUNKY..268 pounds - baby blimp..today, 162. Still short and a bit chunky, but so much better than I was before. This journey has been worth it. Sure, I get stuff stuck, and I get miserable. I can't eat somethings that I used to enjoy but I try to figure out a way to satisfy myself with a substitution so all in all it is OK. I buy clothes in the regular department now and not in the plus size department - that is cool and I can hook my seat belt, sit in a standard size chair at the movies and on a flight..wow..my life has changed so much. My only regret..I didn't do this sooner. I get mad at myself every now and then for "breaking the rules". Don't sit there saying "what rules" you know what I am talking about. There is some really good tasting stuff out there that is a slider and goes down very nicely...This does take willpower and I am not the Queen of willpower nor patience..so I have cheated. Thanks to the band - it is just that, a cheat and not a way of life.
So tomorrow is another day - a year older and hopefully wiser. I am so blessed to have a beautiful and supportive family (even though not everyone was on board with this surgery when I had it done). I will keep moving forward. Thank you to all my Lapband buddies that have been there to kick my butt when I fell off the bandwagon and encouraging me to stick with it on the bad days and to the ones who cheered with me on those NSV moments and the actual weight loss. You guys are the best - I guess becuase we are all in the same boat. Across the world in some cases, but in the same boat. I am glad I found you guys !!!!
Have a great day, stay on track, get some extra exercise in this week and be proud of yourself and all that you have accomplished.
Melinda in Florida
I was banded on 5/16/12 and i just went for a fill last Tuesday. I now have 7cc,s. I am not able to get any solid food down since my fill and I have a lot of gurgling. I wouldnt be that concerned and would probably live with it for a while as I think it would push little weight loss except i am leavng for Disney a week from today with my family. I dont expect to eat a lot but would like to be able to eat more than liquids in a restaurant. Does anyone think I should call the Dr or will it loosen up?
It has been almost 3 weeks since I've last lost even an ounce!
At the moment I am seriously depressed.I regret having started smoking after surgery again.I am so angry with myself about this.Stopping is not an issue.Stopping and not gaining weight is.Somehow this warped head of mine believe that the smoking had something to do with the weight loss.I am petrified of stopping and gaining.But I want to stop as I want to run more,cannot do that while coughing and wheezing!
Also today I would have loved a real binge,I mean an all fall down eat till you're sick binge!I know it sounds horrible but stalling like is is messing with my head so badly.I have always believed that if you dont lose you are doing something wrong.I am still convinced of it.Dont know how to FEEL different about it.I am anxious,depressed,obesessive and generally feels like I AM A BIG FAT FAILURE AGAIN!
And most of all,today I dont feel that the sleeve was the right option for me!If I did gastric bypass I might have been T goal already!I am too messed up as a person to handle the mind games of losing and stalling and losing and stalling,not knowing if its me,is this it,is this as good as its gonna get because no matter what I do I cant move the scale?I hate,hate being so out of control.I hate this sleeve!
Hi all..New to this site. Let me introduce myself. My name is Elizabeth and I am 48 years old. Been married for 30 years (in April) I am a night L&D nurse. Have struggled with my weight all my life..I know just like most of us have LOL!
Today is the beginning of week 2 post op for me. I have my sleeve placed on 8/29/12. I was in the hospital for 2 very long nights. It started of as a early day getting to the hospital at 0530, surgery start time was 0730. Met with my surgeon and my anesthesia guys that I was fortunate to pick ( I am a nurse at the hospital). So I know I was in good hands. Being a nurse does have it advantages but in my case I was really nervouse because I know just a little to much about what goes on LOL. Anyway, I was given Versed before going to the OR..It is a med used to relax you, which I needed. Only remember being in the OR for maybe 3 minutes and the rest is a blank...
Woke up in recovery with only a quick second of feeling nauseous and that was it. I was in recovery for about 5 hours while they tried to get the previous patient out of my room hehe Why would anyone like to stay longer than they have too? Moved to my room and did really well. My doctor does not believe in his patients being in pain and gave me meds round the clock and then extra was available if needed.
After day one I had to do a swallow study and I passed thank heavens..My mouth was as dry as a desert. Started off with 1 oz of water for 4 hours, then 2 oz for 4 hours then I could drink as much as I could tolerate...I have to say that first sip of water was the best water I have ever tasted..
Been doing really well the first week. Kind of tired from no rest at the hospital ; / Still sore but getting better by the day. Have had no problems with nausea or vomiting. I do have to say that yesterday I had a weird experience. I took my dog to training for the first time since surgery. I was there for maybe 10 minutes and all of a sudden I got the worst stomach pain, broke into a cold sweat and had to leave. I didnlt know if I was going to be sick or worse...the other end...TMI? Barely made it home and since I have been kind of queazy. had some SF pudding last night and I tolerated it well..This AM I am feeling the same, just kind of queazy, crampy like...
I am so looking forward to eating a soft diet, I go back to work next Wed night. I want to start eating a little before going back to work to make sure I tolerate it OK.. Looking forward to getting to know everyone and sharing their VGS journey with them...
Much love,
Elizabeth
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When I was 19, I was interested in this guy, who flatly told me I wasn't his type due to my size. I was so pissed by another rejection, that I started walking the next morning. Six months later, I was working out twice a day, lost 55 - 60 pounds and was a size 6, then I got arrogant. It started innocently, I had a slight knee injury. I was squatting 150 lbs and was not paying attention to form and I pulled something, but I wasn't worried because I would never be "fat" again, so I took time off from the gym. Couple months later I was a size 10, but that was okay, I was too skinny anyway and I will take it off, when I got back to the gym. However, I was never that committed as before and the weight just kept creeping on.
What I remember about that time is my belief that I could continue with my eating habits because I was skinny. I really believed I did not have a food problem. I had become an exercise freak and I was so caught up in the attention I was receiving that I didn't see the cliff until I had already fallen. 13 years of imbedded bad habits and I'm trying to look at every loophole, for the fear of re-gain is so strong. I know that this time around with the lap band and a therapist (yep, I found one) and my eyes wide open the result will be different, but that fear is so strong, it's suffocating.
I read somewhere that we cling to things because it gives us some type of payout. I honestly do not know the reason behind my food addiction but hopefully with time it will become clear because I refuse to continue to live my life this way. I'm no coward, I plan to face my demons but tonight the fear of failure is thick in me. For today, I finalized my financing, the surgery date is set but not finalized so it's like my mind is freaking out... I went to the grocery and had an instant craving for pork rinds! I NEVER ate the thing but today I felt like trying them, so I left the grocery so fast, still had some cup cake but yep, can't wait to see the therapist, this MADDNESS has to stop.
So I have spent most of my day obsessed with my liver...or quite frankly its size. It is driving me insane that I don't have a clue what size it is or most importantly if it has shrank enough for surgery! Really, I think our bodies should have a peep hole so during times like these we could see inside. I've mentioned before I have to shrink my liver for surgery. My surgeon has said that if he gets in there and its too large he will not do the surgery. At this point, aside from me dropping dead or aliens abducting me that could be the only thing standing in my way. I even tried to get my Ob-gyn to ultra sound my liver. He informed me that I would be fine and that really wasn't his area of expertise. LOL! Many people have told me that about half of the doctors out there do not require pre-op diets and some others have told me its just a tool to motivate people to start losing weight. Either way, still would like to know what size it is!
Tonight I went out to dinner and I managed to look the food monster in the eye and be good. I ate my lean meat and broccoli and it was actually really tasty. I am getting stronger and stronger in these types of situations which gives me hope that I am really making very good changes that will help me to continue to be successful with my weight loss. Hooray for a non-scale victory!!
Tomorrow I am to be at the hospital at 0830 for my pre-op appointment, which I am assuming consists of them taking blood out of me and I am sure signing some kind of paperwork. I've never had surgery before so I am not all that clear on what that entails but I will find out. I am so freaking nervous/excited that I don't know what to think/do. It will be surreal to be in the hospital where in a few days I'll be in for my life changing surgery. I just hope I can navigate where to go without getting lost or looking like an idiot.
Following the blood giving event (I DO NOT give blood well), I will drive to the surgeon's office and meet with the dietitian. I will have to turn in more of my food log (sent some in last Friday) and they will weigh me for the last time before surgery. Every time I went to True Results for my appointments I wore the same outfit, I am torn between wearing my tried and true good luck outfit or winging it. I am usually pretty superstitious so we will see what I decide on in the am. I just hope that the scale numbers are on my side tomorrow. I've lost 11 lbs total so far but I would like to lose another 6 lbs for a total loss of 17 lbs by surgery. We shall see.
Anyways, I am going to sign off now and hopefully get some sleep. Although I am sure I will end up staring at the ceiling most of the night. I also hurt my back today fiddling with the window on my truck. I hope that goes away soon too. Sweet dreams y'all.
Until tomorrow,
Amanda
Greetings to all you out there,
Michele here, and I guess I wanted to share some of my personal journey with you all. My heart is somewhat heavy but I am finding joy and excitement in this process just the same.
I have been praying for change, feels like all of my life, but I think I really got clear last year on the change I wanted to see. I was in a relationship with a man who was kind, gentle, quiet, and much older than me. We got along O.K. but I knew in my heart we where not the best for each other. Quite a few things was wrong in our relationship, but one of the main issues was we saw life quite differently. He cares very little about his health, and that's all I care about, my health. Like I said before I prayed for change and it wasn't long before the Universe had the ball rolling, to make a long story short we broke up in December 2011.
In my mind however, I thought we had a chance of reconciliation, not wanting to let go and Let God, I continued to hold on to that hope, and even after I had decied to go through with this life changing procedure, I still wanted to hold on to the old me and my old life and my old way of doing things.
As of August 2012, he has officially started another relationship. At first I was very hurt, as turbulent as things where, he was still my best friend, and I had grown to be very dependent on his emotional support, but now is the time for me to move forward by myself.
I realized it was all in Divine order. It was so fitting that he find someone new one month before my surgery, so we both can break this emotional tie we have to each other, especially me. The weight challenge has been mine, and I think relationship issues, in some form or fashion have played a role in this struggle. I really don't like being by myself, and it took me a while to figure out the difference in being by myself, and being alone *vs* being lonely.
The Universe is now giving me what I want, a change in my life for the better, a fresh start at a healthy lifestyle and an active life. All old must be removed for the new to enter. I wish him only the best, I am forever grateful for the time (6 years) we had together. I send all the Love, Peace and Blessings to him and his new Love, and I am so grateful for the new Love that I am moving forward with ....Me.
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Thought I'd be nervous...but I really feel that I got that all out of me...I'm ready to go!!!! Psyched out!!! No worries!
I even found Special K protein powder for water, and Designer Whey protein powder for water--Designer has 10 g, and K has 5...at Rite Aid...they have the Isopure too, that I have been looking for. I found it all while I was waiting to find out of that particular pharmacy has the Hydrocodone liquid. No place has the pain killer. It's on back order, and there is talk of not making it anymore, so I'm not sure why on Earth the doctors are prescribing it! Be aware that if you get prescribed a pain med, that it is hard to find. Get it early, and start filling it early.
I got extra walks in this week, and a double one just a couple hours ago...so that I am ahead for the recovery days. Sweet!
Went to a support group meeting today...the one chick there talked and talked and talked...but I did learn some things from her...though I really wanted to talk about some of my last concerns. Toward the end I was able to get in that I was getting my surgery in the morning, and then I got to chat with some people who had some very good tips...such as the one woman who had her surgery in May, right before I was supposed to have mine, showed me her incisions and told me that, Yes...I will still be able to yell at my children when I get home. That's all I needed to hear! I was worried I'd be layed up like a sick dog..but not so. The other woman had her sleeve 17 days ago, and has lost 15 lbs...which she was not happy about...but which is encouraging, and right on target.
I have all my medicine cups, some antacids, gas med, prescriptions, a can of meat and beans, a can of applesauce, a can of tomato soup, and a can of cream of chicken soup along with the protein powder packets I just got, and the Carnation sugar-free packets all lined up on the counter. We moved the couch, vaccuumed and moved the recliner so that I can have my pick when I get back. I put my sewing projects for Eckley on hold (that's a coal mining patch town that still stands, where we volunteer to raise money--you all should visit, sometime). I just don't have time to do those things. I figure when my belly gets better at the end of September, I can sew then, I hope.
I can't wait to get back to my walks! The treadmill is up here now, and I cleaned it off, so I can walk inside if I want to, now, and for the winter!...NO slacking for me...never again. I refuse to be a hermit this year! My daughter and I are also going to do our aerobics together. We did some Zumba at a support group meeting two weeks ago..and boy-o-boy, was that something! We were all cracking each other up with the moves, and it was just a lot of fun...so now, we are going to work out together more. I can't wait....my girl is the best...so is my boy! My two special buddies are right here alongside me...like no one else.
I should mention my one friend, Annette...she's being very nice to me, and helping me get there and back...but that's all she can do..and it's A LOT!!!...but still...I need help at home...and will have to rely on the children. I wish I had more family, and more people who really care about me. I am so thankful for what I have though, and wouldn't trade my 3 buddies for anything!
Travis Tritt is on tv right now..and man is he spectacular...love him...I'm really enjoying his concert! Sure beats eating my self to death, right now! Tomorrow is such a special day, and I'm so glad I get to share it with you all!
Has anyone else had this problem. My 1st fill was two weeks ago and they ran into problems finding my port due to swelling and scar tissue. They said they may have got 2 to 3 cc's in, so today needing a fill very bad I go back. Same problem today I still have swelling and this time they even got the sonogram machine on me and still can't really find the port. Now I have to go back on Monday for some type of xray to see if they can see the port. I'm very upset and nervous about this, I really hope there is not a problem because if they have to go back in I don't know what I'll do. They poked me several times and I still don't think we got anything, I'm so confused and now very sore, bruised and swollen.
Please tell me has anyone else had this happen to them
Went to my first post op appointment today. Dr. said whatever I am doing to keep doing it, because I doing so well. I go back in 3 weeks for my first fill, if I feel like I need it. with the plication, I dont seem to have problems with my portion control, although I do get pretty hungry, I get full real fast too. So far so good.
Well, now I can officially eat eggs and chicken, I am so happy. I have been quite fortunate that I haven't had any nausea or vomiting. I didn't lose any weight in fact it went up 4lbs but I doubt it is anything but water weight since I am lucky to get 500 calories in. Patience is a virtue which is most unforturnate since I rather be able to purchase it but oh well. It is a skill set I will by force acquire. I decided against getting myself a scale. I would become way too obessed with it. So the Doc said to start exercise, I hate the heat so I will be dusting off the old recumbant bike and taking it for a stationary spin. I have been also allowed to swallow my pills because crushing them up is completely awful tasting. I also get to go back to water aerobics in one week, so looking forward to that, I miss it. Hope all is well in your neck in the woods!
God Bless us all!
I need to get somebody to hide my scale because I'm becoming obsessive, checking it every time I walk by it (it's in the bathroom). My "week 3 stall" occurred two and a half weeks ago and still, the scale won't budge. I've been busting my ass at the gym, drinking all my water, taking in 75-80g of protein--all seemingly to no avail.
I'm sitting here with every muscle in my body just begging to not hurt anymore--a constant reminder of the hard work I'm putting in at the gym to make the scale move. Now that I've worked so hard to make the scale budge, I feel so much pressure for it to, or it must mean I've failed. Can anyone 'fail' the sleeve? The thought that I'd be the one in a million people who fail it creeps in my head.
I've stayed so level headed about it so far, but now I find it's easier for these negative thoughts to creep into my head. I'm trying my best to filter the thoughts. The scale will move, eventually. Hang in there.
I need to be stronger than my insecurities, now more than ever.
OK so first blog ever hope you all enjoy. I have been on this journey since April and my insurance just approved me yesterday WOOT!!! Now I have my endoscopy and things tomorrow. Everything seems to be moving so fast and I am getting anxious and nervous but thanks to my hubby and friends from work and my sleeve buddy also a co worker who have supported me along with friends I know I will be ok. I am ready to start this new journey in my life and ready to do the things I have always wanted. Socially I am ok and really dont care what others think outside of my circle. This is something I want to do for my children and I know there will be ups and downs and lots of emotions. I know magic isnt going to happen overnight but I know with hard work and dedication I will be able to achieve my goal weight and keep it there. I just want to document my journey through photos so I can see the improvement. I have read tons and tons of material and know that im not gonna drop 100 lbs in 3 weeks or something crazy like that. I plan on setting realistic goals for myself and helping and achieving them all. Thank you all for reading this.
My intake with my surgeon is Sept 19th. But before I can get my Lap Band I need to stabilize the situation with my spine. I had surgery a few years ago for a badly herniated disc but recently found that I still have a chunk of disc pressing against a nerve and causing problems. It's likely I will need another surgery. But its also likely that the surgery wont help. In order to decide if surgery is a good idea or not, my doctor wanted to try another steroid injection. It will be my 5th. So far none of them has helped. But this new surgeon isn't comfortable proceeding until he demonstrates that non surgical approaches have failed. I feel like I'm humoring him, or humoring the insurance company. My hopes were not high.
So yesterday was the day for that. I worked in the morning and then went to the hospital in the afternoon. My doctor needed to use anesthesia to place the injection correctly in my spine. So yesterday was a big stressful day of going through the OR suite intake, getting an IV, waiting and waiting and waiting, being wheeled into the OR, waking up in recovery feeling like hell. You know the drill.
I woke up from that procedure and looked around at the other people in recovery for orthopedic procedures. I was the youngest person in the room by a good 15 years. My oxygen was pronging me in the nose, my paper gown was ripped and soaked, my surgical bonnet was slipping down my forehead. All my wires and tubes made me feel like I was tied up in knots. I had to go to the bathroom, but wasn't even sure I could stand. I was simultaneously grateful that my ex had accompanied me and resentful that I had no one else to rely on. Tears filled up my eyes. "This was not supposed to be my life".
Now, normally I am a gratitude girl and in a moment like this I would start acknowledging everything I had to be thankful for: Other people are dealing with cancer after all, I have a (hopefully) solvable medical problem, I have insurance to pay for it, I have people to support me, I have 2 kids who love me... But yesterday none of that worked. All I could think was that tons of people my age have never had surgery while I have had general anesthesia 10 times in the past 7 years. Between a complicated pregnancy that left a trail of wreckage in its wake and a back surgery gone awry, I have seen the inside of an OR more times than most have to in a lifetime.
I'm a doctor myself, so I can't engage in too much doctor bashing. But I have had really bad luck with surgeries. My body literally exploded giving birth to my daughter. After 2 bladder repairs with that mesh that you keep seeing in the malpractice late night ads, I'm still not right. The back surgery was a beast and never relieved my pain. And here I was on a glorious last day of summer smelling antiseptic and wondering what if anything I might do to rejoin the ranks of the living and stop being such a PATIENT.
Hopefully that something will be my lapband surgery. Although my 50 lb weight loss may not be big enough to justify the procedure to my insurance, I'm really hopeful that it will help my back, help my incontinence, relieve my pain, help me be a better parent, and help me stop feeling like a professional patient. But yesterday none of that helped. I guess it was a day for crying. All night I tossed and turned. I watched TV. I turned off the TV. I turned on the TV again. I cried some more. Finally at 6AM I got up and walked my dog. As I put on her leash I waited to see if that terrible stabbing back pain wouyld be there when I bent down. Yup. Still there. As always, these injections in the spine don't do much. But at least I have a plan.
It's me vs that 50 lbs. You've gotta have hope. Maybe what I can do for myself will be better than what my doctors have been able to do for me.
Thanks for sharing my crappy tearful day. Onward...
Today I finally went for the psych eval.
Everyone I've spoken to said they went to a psych who said, more or less, "do you know what you're getting into?" and then handed them their letter. MY psych, on the other hand, gave me 4papers to fill out with my info, asked me all about my entire life (which has been sub-par to say the least), and finished with 3 different "quizzes." At the end she told me I have a mild mood disorder and she will recommend that I continue to follow up with my current counselor! WTH?!
Basically the questions were like... do you enjoy things less than before (well yeah, I'm fat), are you tired/fatigued more than before? (well, yeah, I'm FAT), do you feel that you have less self worth (did ya miss the part where I told you I'm fat?) How in the #&{{ does that mean I have a mood disorder? It means that I'm always sick(asthma), I have insomnia with Sleep Apnea, and I'm tired of being sick and tired.
I have to pick up the letter at 4p today and bring it to the surgeon's office to submit to the insurance.
Does this mean no surgery??? God I hope not.
I had my first meeting with the surgeon yesterday and it went really well. I am seeing Dr. McCloskey at UPMC Magee in Pittsburgh. The staff has been nice and helpful but they are just swamped. They reviewed my medical history and took my height and weight. She went over the RNY process in detail. I found out I will have no preop liquid diet which is great since I have to work that whole time. I probably will do mostly liquid protein shakes and high protein and veggies the two weeks before anyway. It can't hurt. I was told I will have to get an upper GI, EKG, chest Xray, recent OB/GYN records and of course the psych and nutrition eval. She thinks there will be no issues with my surgery since I am pretty healthy, thank God! I do have slight high blood pressure which is a reason for me to get the surgery. Also, my dad died last year at 61 from heart failure. Scary!
I am now waiting for them to call the insurance to verify if I need a three or six month diet plan. I was told three but they think Aetna is six. Fingers crossed. I have my second meeting tomorrow. I want this surgery before the end of the year. Yes, we all want it ASAP but Hubby and I have the time to take so it would be easiest. I have a few work things that will shoot most of Dec.so it may not happen but it sure would be nice.
Once I have all the tests done and the timefram solidified maybe a date??? Dare to hope....
I'm literally almost crying reading this. Mostly because I'mon this pre-op diet and these last two days have been difficult... but also because I needed this! Thank you! Congrats! And a BIG congrats on quitting smoking a second time! It was hard enough to do it once... So - when I say BIG congrats... I mean BIIIIIG congrats! ❤️
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