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Went to the gym for the first time last night.
Only went on the treadmill for 30mins though, just to warm up and get used to it.
I loved it!
Me and Mum are going to go every night
I just started on solid foods this week and not too bad. I am tracking my food and liquid intake using myfitnesspal.com which is great! I have only had a total of 571 calories today and 92 grams of protein.. Is that normal? I can't see how I am going to get more calories when I'm eating my 3 meals and a snack. Any suggestions? Does anyone know if its ok to get such a low amount of calories? I'm hearing different thoughts.
Thanks for the help!
My name is heather im 25 and im having the sleeve sept 15th 2011 in san francisco....I started out at 357 now im 2 weeks away from surgery i am 333.. i was hoping that someone can help me out with some questions i have??? im very nervous honestly and im not sure to expect as far as pain wise and im really afraid of excess skin....anyone can help me out how do not have alot of excuess skin? i have alot of questions so hopefully someone will respond lol
Its 9 more days until surgery and nowwwww Im nervous! Im checking and double checking to make sure everything is right. The odd thing is that my surgeon hasnt put me on a strict pre-op liquid diet but I took it upon myself to do it anyway. He also called and asked my to get my blood typed and screen just in case I need a transfusion, which certainly freaked me out. Otherwise Im trying to prepare the children because they do go back to school this week and they act like my husband cant fill out school forms and sign paperwork only MOMMIES can handle such tedious task. Im in the healthcare field and I know the good the bad and the insane of surgeries and I think this is what scares me the most. BUT im tired of paying extra money for big shirts, im tired of my knees aching and Im tired of wearing "comfortable shoes" all the time. Its time for a change and I am ready to embrace It! Thanks guys for all your support and kind words it means a lot to have a forum such as this.
Its been a while sence I've been on sleeve talk....I am sleeved now..June 30th is my reborn date,If you ever in dought in getting the sleeve I promise you you will never regret it,I was doughtful at first until I really had a chance to read...I mean read the info on the procedure that I was gonna get,I an so glad that I did now I have had to change my whole life because of my desision,if you are not ready to make a whole life commitment now just a little,I mean a whole life change then dont do it....I was ready,and I think you who want to and ready to make a life change to GO AHEAD AND DO IT because YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT... I am down 32lbs and 3 sizes from 22 to 16-18........yeah me....if you work out a little you will loost more I try to walk atleast 30 minutes a day and I loose aproxx 5 lbs a week...that is wonderful but always remember you will have to eat the right fooda and drink your protein if not you will loose some hair and it will break off as well.....so if you are ever in dought please read read read....and after the surgery...chew,chew,chew......sip,sip,sip,.....the doctors will tell you the same..so never dought or second guess your self...................its for your health and for you to be around to finish taking care of your family......may GOD continue to bless you and your desision you make in life.....
We live on the water on Long Island. Our house and property made it through with little damage. My diet on the other hand was trashed. I used the storm and having to stay inside as an excuse to eat such junk all weekend! What a mess. I am beginning over today. Back to real life...
It is a sunny, cool day today. I am going to clean up all the tree branches, go for a walk, and make healthy food choices. Have a great week everyone!
I called my surgeon's office to ask them some questions. In February/March I was involved with a weight loss clinic. I was given B12 shots, phentermine, and weighed every week. I did this for 5 weeks straight. I lost 33lbs in those 5 weeks, however, it was pricey and started to financially show and two the staff was not friendly whatsoever. I wanted to know if these 5 weeks would count toward my insurance requirements. They monitored my weight, bmi, exercise regiments, diet, vitamin supplements so I assumed this would work. They think that this wont work because it needs to be within a 6 month period, and to me I would assume within 6 months I visited it 5 times, my requirement is 4 visits in 6 months. But I guess I'm reading it wrong and they ACTUALLY mean 6 month consecutive with at least 4 visits. In any event I'm just going to go to the primary doctors office today and let them know what I want to do and hopefully they can cater to my request. I was getting excited this weekend thinking all I would need to do now is a psychiatric evaluation and then my surgeons 4 week program....but looks like I will have to wait the 6 months. Its a wait worth waiting....I started my shakes for breakfast and lunch, with 74.4oz of water during the day and a healthy dinner today. Here's to one foot forward!
August 25, 2011- I called my doctor and set an appointment for Monday August 29th at 4:30 to start the first visit of 6 I will need to satisfy my insurance requirements. I wish I would of already been doing this, but I just need to be positive and remind myself that its happening, and to NOT unfold. Keep moving forward, keep looking in front of myself and defeat is NOT an option.
Here is where I am at the moment. Today at 6:30 I will be going to a Seminar with my husband. At first I was very distant to the idea and had all these opinions, that I later found to not be true. I like the fact that it is a gradual lose unlike gastric, which I thought of several years ago. That the port is not outside your body rather inside and that if I was to become pregnant it is something that is easily adjustable to my needs. I want to eat healthy, I want to exercise, I want to tie my shoes without hyperventaliating, and I want to go to a restaurant and sit in the damn booth without a fat pillow showing up on the table. I dont see lap band, as others may, as a "easy" way to lose weight. I know that there is going to be struggles and there is going to be determination and constent motivation on my part. I see the lap band as my inner, will you, self there 24-7 reassuring me that it can and will get done because unlike gyms and friends/family support the lap band wont go anywhere, its there and will always be there with me. I have to do this for not only the health of any possible children but MY future. The future with my husband, family, and self. I diserve to be completley happy and its about damn time I get on the right path.
Hi I am new at this, but started to feel a little discouraged. I was banded on 7-1-2011 and since that time have only lost 15 lbs. I had my 1st fill on 8/12 for 5.2cc in 14cc band. It didn't seem to make any difference so I called surgeon and he added another 1.5cc on 8/26 for a total on 6.7cc in 14cc band. Here is the problem, i can almost eat regular size portions without any problems. I have never gotten nauseated or vomited. If I didn't know any better I would say that I didn't even have a band. i'm usually not hunger in the am but make up for it in the evenings. i feel very little restriction. If anyone one has experienced this or have any suggestions, please help!
HW: 355 SW:341 CW:327 GW:199
Okay, today is my first official Post Op weight in. I feel like a fighter at the pre fight weigh in. My scale at home says that I have lost 15 pounds since surgery, so I am excited to see what my doctors scale says. Today is also the official last day of liquids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have so dreamed of a nice scrambled egg with cheese!!!!. I have been pacifying myself by eating egg drop soup which gives me my liquid and protein at the same time and it also tricks me into believing that I am eating like normal people. Yesterday was my first test at a family gathering , I socialize with everyone and when it came time to eat I politely explained to everyone that I had just had surgery and I didn't want to be sick by eating to quickly after it. They seemed understandable and I bowed out and hit the nearest chinese place for some soup. I have also been able to tolerate cold cranberry juice really well. Oh I wore the cutest black wrap dress yesterday that truly showed off my new lost, I remember the last time that I put it on I had as much on front as I did on back. Okay it seems that I am rambling so I will blog tomorrow about how much my doctor says that I have lost .... I love my sleeve!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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So yesterday was my birthday and I was away from the house for about 6 hours (I live with my parents). While I was away my mom gave away my "thin clothes". I haven't always been heavy and about 3 years ago, I enjoyed a large wardrobe of designer 8 and 10's. Obviously at 255 (not banded yet) I haven't worn those clothes in some time, but I always told my self "don't worry you will get back into them". They were my crutch, my reminder that I was thin and could be again. And now they're gone. When I confronted my mom she said "When you loose the weight you'll want new clothes and I'll buy them for you". She is right, I'm sure I'll want new clothes, BUT I ALSO WANTED MY OLD THIN CLOTHES! It feels weird not having thin clothes in my closet, it feels like I'm officially fat now that I don't have smaller clothes. It feels like resignation to fathood. In the end it's not about the clothes as material possessions, it's the hope they used to give me. I'm sure if I wanted I could get the clothes back, but the damage is done because the feeling of fatness is there. Sometimes I feel like this lapband thing is never gonna happen, that I'm going to be stuck this way forever with no way out. I want my old life back and I miss the life those clothes represented. HELP!
The first few days home were eventful. I came home from the hospital and was warmly welcomed by my two children and my parents. My children wanted to surprise me with flowers and a huge welcome home banner which tickled me pink. Although I was very tired, I tried very hard to act upbeat and peppy for the sake of the children.
Against my better judgement I continued to take the pain medication for the first day and a half from returning home from the hospital. Although the drugs certainly took the edge off, my ability to maintain focus was limited and that feeling does not settle right with me. I asked my father to track down some liquid tylenol (No NSAIDs post-op) adult strength. Of course he came through, but it was quite difficult to get swallow the necessary amount. The following day I settled for regular strength swallowable tylenol with no problems.
One of the biggest hurtles for me during this time was fluid intake. In the hospital, you almost have a security blanket with your IV, knowing that dehydration is not of serious concern when they are pumping you full of liquids 24 hours a day. Once at home, that responsibility falls on your own shoulders. I tried as hard as I could to make sure I was intaking enough fluids, although I'm sure I fell short of the required amount the first few days.
My parents stayed with me and my mother made her famous homemade chicken noodle soup. Although I couldn't eat the chicken or noodles, it felt great to be included. Having similar foods as to what your family is eating makes you feel as though you are not on the outside looking in, but eating along with them (albeit much smaller amounts!).
By Day 3 I was starting to feel like myself again. I was able to shower more efficiently and begin normal day to day activities. I found myself tiring a lot quicker, either from the lack of food intake or from the surgery. I am not typically a naper but during this time they were necessary. I was thankful to have a great support system during this time to help me along the way and tend to the children when I needed to rest.
I had only one "breakdown" of sorts and that was when my husband and the children had Little Ceaser's Pizza and breadsticks. I told them all that during this time they could eat what they wanted as I was not able to cook dinner. I surprised myself at how much my will power was tested. Even though I knew I could not eat ANY of it, the smell of it was overpowering. Since I knew I couldn't eat it, but wanted it anways, I had a little bit of breakdown. My parents and husband were there to quickly provide me with a variety of things I COULD eat and that helped me through the storm. I have not any huge breakdowns since, but the urge is sometimes there, lingering in the shadows. I follow protocol though, either by getting up and walking around, or finding a substitute I am allowed to eat like sugar free jello.
If there are any other times I'm feeling weak, I simply look in the mirror. As vain as it sounds, seeing my weight loss helps me mentally stick with it. I know my arms and face are smaller now, and that alone is a lot of motivation for me. Also my husband quite frequently tells me "You are looking so great, Babe". Those little words also provide a lot of encouragement. In a book I'm reading, a fellow bariatric says "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels". I try to remember that as well during any lows I may have.
Onward and upward! I have now moved onto pureed foods. A welcomed change!
I feel so much better today. Thank GOD!!!
The doctor fixed a histal hernia and my diaphram while he was in there. Needless to say, I am very tight and felt naseauated with everything. The NP called me in Ondansetron ODT tablets that melt on your tongue. After my first dose, a few dry heaves and then I threw up. I tried it again yesterday morning and the same thing. She finaly called me in promethegan suppositories--you are supposed to insert rectally every 4-6 hours but I find that I need to insert at the 3:50 mark. :-) Today, I was able to get 8 oz of the Celebrate ENS Strawberry Multivitamin, Calcium, Protein shake down. I will try the unjury chicken soup later. She only gave me 15 so tomorrow I definately will be bothering her for more. I hate barfing. I never did it when I drank liquor so I don't want to do it now. :-)
I haven't gotten on the scale today but the day before surgery I was 242 (clothes on). Day of surgery I was 235. Day after surgery I was 241. Yesterday I was 232.8.
I go back to work on Tuesday and work through Thursday--then I am off work Friday-Tuesday.
I have my first follow up on Wednesday at 2:30 p.m.
Did I mention my cycle came on......UGH!
Last night it was 4 days since I had the surgery and my partner and I were invited to a dinner party/end of the summer party. Many friends
who we know from our sons elementary school. It went very well, I shared with the hosts why I wasn't eating and it wasn't embarrassing or
awkward at all. The person passing trays around kept forcing me to take something and I said no thank you at each stop and finally she stopped
asking. I got tired at the two hour mark and we were ready to go home. I sipped at water and had wonderful conversations and my partner was
able to have fun socializing. My life has an enourmous amount of social events, so to have the first one under my belt in a very easy environment
is a relief. Otherwise I am doing fine, slight headache, but no hunger at all. Isopure is better with a bit of crystal light sprinkled in, such a helpful tip.
My weight today is 160.8 and my BMI is 30.4. So, I am really close to getting below the BMI of 30. My Labor Day goal of 157 lbs. is not going to happen (obviously -- no way in the world can I lose 3.8 lbs in 8 days) but I have a fair shot of getting into the 150s and hitting that major goal of below 30 BMI.
But now -- here is my happy story for the month. I haven't been clothes shopping since the beginning of July and went shopping yesterday at Kohls. I tried on a mix of sizes (mostly 14/Large and some 12/Medium just for kicks, to see how far I am from a size 12). Wow, it was exciting! The size Ls and 14s are now almost all too large. I bought a couple of lightweight jackets (one twill, one denim) for fall and they fit fine and they were size MEDIUM! So excited I must say it again -- MEDIUM, people!!!! I was absolutely giddy in the dressing room when I tried on those jackets and saw that they fit. I am still maybe 7 or 8 lbs. from being able to comfortably fit in a size 12 across the board -- so probably won't comfortably be in a size 12 until sometime in October. I still have big arms and a fatty little apron in my lower belly, so while size 14 is loose, size 12 is either very form fitting or a little tight in the arms and sometimes (depending on the cut of the pants/skirt) in the belly. I wasn't wearing shapewear undies when trying on clothes and am pretty sure that would make a difference, at least not make my lower abdomen look so bulky. It is kind of a problem, though -- I was reluctant to buy anything in size 14 because in a few weeks it will be too big, but a size 12 is a little tight right now. But heck, what a fantastic problem to have!
In reality, I don't think I will ever be less than a size Medium. I am hoping that I will eventually be on the small end of Medium (so that all my size Ms are comfortably loose). The way my weight loss has been going lately, I am thinking that by the end of the year, I will probably end up a size 10 and probably end up somewhere in the 140s (maybe I will hit the 130s but that would be highly unlikely). Since the beginning of July I have only lost 10 lbs., so I am losing about 5 lbs. a month on average now -- pretty gradual weight loss. I can only assume my weight loss the rest of my journey will never be higher than what it has been the past 2 months, and is in fact going to be slower as I get closer to my goal weight, so I am 99.9% certain I will not hit my ultimate goal weight this year. I may be able to hit it next year ... not sure where my body will eventually say, "That's it, girlie, you're done losing weight!" But at my very lowest weight/size ever as an adult (when I was in my mid 20s, ate a strict 1,400 calorie a day diet, and ran 15 miles a week plus did lots of toning exercises) I was in the low-mid 130s and wore a size 8/10 in everything. My ultimate goal is to get to 132 and be back in my size 8/10s but part of me is not sure that will ever happen.
To be perfectly honest, I am definitely eating and behaving more like someone who is in maintenance than someone who is trying to lose weight, and my slower weight loss is definitely a reflection of that. Every day I make choices about how fast I want to lose weight by choosing what I put in my mouth and what I do with my body. I really need to be thinking a lot about that.
Don't have a whole lot to say today,just thought I really needed to update my journaling. I will say me perspective has gorwn more positive by leaps and bounds in the last week or so. I am loving my VSG...LOVING IT!!!!! YAY!!!!!! I have rediscovered my joy in exercise and what it does for my sleep and mood patterns. I have also recommitted myself to eating better. I am doing a 2 week low carb induction diet because I didn't stay low carb after my srugery--mysurgeon's advice--ao I had to go through 2 days of starch withdrawl again with headaches and lack of energy, but all is well now AND it doesn't even BOTHER me that I am limiting starches, thanks to my sleeve. I even ate at Red Lobster and passed up the cheddar bay biscuits...wow. And boy is my scale moving again. Have lost 8 pounds in 2 weeks...CRAZY!!! But I am loving that too! This is morbid, but I have found that I like watching other people eat large quantities of food---and think OMG, I am so glad I have a sleeve and can't do that anymore!!! I don't say it, of course, but I think it and it reinforces my decision to have taken this drastic measure. Never in a million yers would I have been able to make it on so little food without tis surgery and now that I can, I think it has saved my life!!!!
Hi folks, I'm Gary and I have just found the site. This could be really useful as I don't know anyone personally who has had a band. My first visit to the surgeon was mid July and he suggested 2 appointments with the dietician and a final appointment with him (Mr. Robert Stuart, Ross Hall Hospital, Scotland), which was yesterday (27th Aug). Decision made and I'm going to do it and now have a banding date (29th Sept). Need to go see the dietician again to get the lowdown on the pre op diet but looking forward to just getting on with it now. No idea how easy or hard this is going to be but determined to get fit as soon as possible. Been unfit for too long!
Source: September Bandsters
Before surgery, I was fully anticipating counting the minutes until I was able to return home and begin my new life. I gave birth to two childen, how difficult could this be? I was right, well almost...
For the most part, surgery was text book. I arrived at the hospital two hours prior to my surgery time and began the intake process. After filling out all the necessary paperwork, I was sent to my pre-op prep room to begin all monitoring, IV line, compression stockings, etc. All went very smooth. I also had a very friendly intake nurse who was able to load up Pandora on the room computer and asked me about my favorite music. I was able to have some calm, relaxing tunes playing while I was waiting for the big show to start.
At this point I have about an hour until surgery time. My husband was calm and patient and kept me laughing the entire time. During this hour, the parade of doctors, nurses, etc. came into the room and asked me the same exact questions. I had to be asked about 25 times what my name was, date of birth, and why I was there. It seemed as though there was a lot of repetition among the doctors and staff who were looking through the same medical chart. It didn't bother me though, it helped the time go by quicker while I was patiently waiting.
The final step I remember was the anethesiologist putting in the "happy medicine" which calms you down before entering into the surgical room. I remember her telling me that we were getting ready to get started and we began wheeling down the hallway. After that, nothing. I have no memories of anything until waking up after surgery.
The nurses in the recovery room were wonderful. Very patient and calm. When I woke up I don't remember talking much, I think was moreso in a twilight state than fully awake from all the drugs during surgery. The first few hours after surgery were the absolute worst. On top of being lightheaded and incoherent from the pain medicine, you MUST get up and walk around the recovery room to avoid blood clotting. I don't remember too much from that walk, except how incredibly difficult it was to get out of bed, stay focused long enough to make it around the room, and then get back into bed. The nurses said I did great, but from what I remember it seemed to take me an hour to make it around the room.
Unfortunately there weren't any private recovery rooms available on the bariatric floor so I had to share with a fellow bariatric patient. At first I was dissapointed about this, wanting privacy while I was trying to join the living again. After I was settled in though, it was nice to have a companion. We were both going through the same things at the same time (only different she was a band patient) but we were able to commeserate with each other about what we were going through. I was sad to see her leave the following day.
I woke up about every two hours, either in a bit of pain or nurses coming in to check your blood pressure, blood sugar, drain, etc.. I would push the friendly drug button and then drift back into a light sleep.
The first morning after surgery I began my campaign to get out of the hospital that day. I knew it was a long shot but I wanted to stay in the hospital as little possible. The surgical residents who came to examine me basically in so many words told me there was no way in hades I was leaving that day. I guess in hindsight I looked pretty rough and out of it, not able to really take care of myself as much as you need to at home. I was very dissapointed. I wanted so badly to go home and see my children. I know now that it was for the best to stay the extra day. It gave me the time I needed to sit and rest, and start to get used to all of the changes that were happening.
After the surgical residents and nurses come in for their morning rounds, the wonderful team from nutrition come in. These people were my least favorite during my hospital stay. They fool you when the knock, come in and say "nutrition!" What they mean to say is "I'm here to bring you your hospital food, not that you're going to eat it". When I first saw my tray of nutrition, I thought to myself, "Really???? You expect me to eat ANY of that??" Not that it was disgusting or unappetizing (most food plates consisted of sugar free jello, broth, water, and crystal light) but that it was almost impossible for me to think of injesting any sort of food at that point. The first day I stuck with the water. Along with the food comes medicine cups, which are meant to be consumed with either the jello or liquid during the hour. The nurses come in and make sure you are consuming your liquids. To be quite frank, I lied. I would tell the nurses I was working on it, but the morning and afternoon after surgery I couldn't consume anything. When I did eat a bit of jello, I had nausea and had a terrible fear they would not let me go the following day (Nausea is a big concern of the nurses and doctors - extreme nausea means you may throw up and they don't want that to happen once you are released). I powered through it and only had to ask for nasuea medication once, which worked really well! Lunch and dinner trays came in during that first day, and it was much of the same. I was able to drink maybe two or three sips and even that was a challenge.
In addition to the nutrition, nurses and doctors want to make sure you are mobile, which means a lot of walks. I made sure I got out of bed, however difficult, and walked around the floor at least every two hours. They tell you it helps in recovery and I am a strong believer in that. At 2:00 a.m. that night I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk. Walking also broke up the monotony of being in the hospital bed.
The following morning at day break I began my plea to be released. The surgical residents told me how great I looked that day and said I would be able to be released if my blood work came back fine and I was doing well with nutrition and walking. I begged to have my IV lines and drain removed, and it felt great when they were all gone. It was still difficult to get in and out of bed, but I was able to shower (with some help from my husband) and put regular clothes on. How great that felt!! Combing my hair and wearing regular clothes helped get me pumped to leave the hospital.
Before I left physical therapy came by to offer me some products to assist me at home while I was recovering. I only picked two of them seeing that most of them would I would not use. I use the grabber frequently at home, helping me pick up things off the floor since bending down was not allowed. I'm very thankful for picking up that little piece of equipment.
It finally came!! I was ready to go home. Parting gifts included a nice water bottle and pedometer which I though was wonderful! I waved goodbye to my wonderful nurses and I was out of there!
Here I come, Home Sweet Home.
Onederland we need to talk. You've been whispering sweet nothings in my ear for quit some time now, & baby I want you ! You know how hard I've been trying to pull away from Twoville. I just don't love him anymore. Yes I know I left you YEARS ago to be with Twoville, butI'm so sorry ! I wasn't thinking straight. Twoville was just so sweet to me. He would always bring me chocolates & he'd speak to me in sooo many different languages. Chinese, Italian, Mexican. You name it, he spoke it. Then we'd sit on the couch every night to cuddle & watch tv. He comforted me.
But then I started not liking the way he made me feel. He kept crowding me and at times I felt like I couldn't breathe. He didn't make me feel pretty anymore. He started to become controlling & telling me what I could wear & what I would never be allowed to wear ever again. Who is he to tell me what I can and cannot do? I think that's when I realized I didn't love Twoville anymore. Things had been rocky for awhile there anyway & he even had the nerve to tell me that someday soon he'd be done with me & hand me off to his older brother Threeville. Can you believe that? What an idiot! Who does he think I am?? I'm too good to be handed off like that.
So I slowly started pulling away from him. It's been hard, very hard, because sometimes he'd start being real sweet again & I'd fall for it & get pulled back in. Things would be ok for a bit but then he'd start up again with trying to control my closet & I'm just sick of it. This is my life & I'm DONE with him controlling me!
You've always been on my mind, Onederland. Always! I think about you all the time. I can't wait to be in your arms again. I've been working hard to get there, too. I swear I have. I've been ignoring Twoville everytime he starts trying to sweet talk me with all his different languages, I just look the other way. I've been trying to stay out of the house as much as I can too. I'll go running at the track just to stay active & clear my mind. I think he's finally getting it. I think he understands that I don't love him anymore. He sees me changing & I don't think he finds me attractive anymore.
But I don't care cause it's YOU I want, Onederland. It's always been you. We'll be together very soon, I promise! I'm going to make it happen. You just wait and see. No one will ever take your place again. The love you give can't ever be replaced. So keep looking out that window for me cause here soon I'll be knocking on your door so you can let me in, and we can finally be together again. You don't have to be playing hard to get anymore,because i'm here, just a couple steps away. Besides, you know what I want I always get. So quit teasing me some room in the house. Beause when I get there, I'm there to stay.
It's gonna be me & you baby.......till the end of time.
POSSIBLE TMI - you have been warned.
I slept almost all the way through the night. And then I woke up and had diarrhea. And yes, I do think that's awesome too.
We went to bed around 11:30p. I had a hard time falling asleep. It shouldn't be because Jess was in the bed. I couldn't stop coughing. And since I can't get a real cough in, I couldn't dislodge whatever was stuck. After a while I figured out I could brace my 3 middle incisions by putting very light pressure on them with my hand while coughing. I also used my inhaler once and that seemed to help. I finally coughed out some icky stuff. Not a lot. Jess ran and got me a roll of tp so I could spit it out. After that it was much better. I woke up around 1 / 1:30a and I had to pee really bad. First time that's happened in a while. I took more pain meds and went back to bed, I didn't bother walking around. I slept till around 7:50a when I heard the front door close. Jess had left for work. I felt like sleeping more but I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up. I felt like I had to poop. I wasn't expecting that. In the binder it says that you probably won't poop for 5 to 6 days after surgery. Technically I am 5 days out. I just wasn't expecting it. It was fantastic! I had to brace my stomach with my hand so I could push everything out and it took a bit of effort. I'm surprised at how much came out and just the fact that anything came out at all. I wonder if it's from the broth I've been having. The last time I drank broth was years ago when I was sick. It went right through me and I haven't drank it since being post-op. I was curious if it would have this effect again. I also started taking my vitamins yesterday. I took 2 Calcet Creamy Bites. The chocolate has 4 grams of sugar and the lemon has 5 grams. So I wonder if that did it too. I'm sipping broth now and get the feeling it was the broth.
Yesterday when I took my multi it made my stomach hurt. This morning I took 2 sips of broth, then the multi, then 2 more and had no pain. It takes me a good 3 minutes minimum to eat each chewable.
My parents are going to stop by today. That means I have to take down my board in the kitchen and hide my meds and kaiser paperwork. My mom knows but my dad doesn't. So it'll just be like I have a weekend off for once.
I feel like I'm going to get the runs again. It's gotta be the broth. I haven't had a creamy bite yet.
I called the pharmacy where I live and I could barely hear the lady, but what I got was that I should refill my liquid vic when I have 2 days worth left. I'm confident that I am at that point, so I emailed my dr to refill it since calling the number on the bottle would probably refill it 45 minutes away where my surgery was and I want it sent to the pharmacy where I live. Hopefully he will email me back soon.
Today I am going to walk around (and maybe dance a little too) to music after I post this. Then organize my meds. I bought an organizer at Target yesterday. I can't do much cleaning b/c I have a weight restriction for lifting. Once my mom calls saying their leaving I'll take a shower. They live about an hour away.
I'm having a hard time working carafate into this. I did it 3x the day before yesterday and not at all yesterday.
Well, better get on with my day. I'm sure I'll post more later.
~Liz
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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