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Blog 81843

A blog by zimmersdreamer in General

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A weight loss surgery blog by zimmersdreamer on BariatricPal. 8 entries on surgery, recovery and progress.

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so little lost but so much gained!

after the PCP told me that the ultra sound and MRI said I didnt have PCOS, but did have adenomyosis (the lining of the uterus is growing into the musculatr tissue) he sent me to a GYN. low and behold he said the ultra sound said "indiacative of PCOS" and "multiple cysts on overies" he diagnosed and treated me for PCOS! So, that said, he put me on metformin. I lost almost 20lbs with the meds in the month that I was on iot because I had NO appetite I ate less than 700 cal a day (still countin

newtons law of motion...

So I got the ball rolling. I talked to a nutritionist, who seems to think that the bad is a good idea, knows how to get me through the approval process and is willing to work with me. :tt1: Told me to increase my protein intake, get more sleep, and basically cut out carbs. Oh and I am supposed to be writing this all down! I forgot for about a week, don’t know if I should pencil whip it or fess up. I had a few days in there that she would not like to read anyway. I have a few weeks in there she i

feeling the defeat...im depressed!

This past week has been a downward spiral to where all I feel is defeat. Logically I know I'm not, but it feels that way. Tue- we had our Dr appointments. My youngest is underweight, my oldest is over weight...that concerns him. and I am morbidly obese (BMI41) to which he is testing my thyroid, glucose and sending me to a dietitian. I tried to explain to him that I KNOW what my "problem" is and we just need to figure out how to fix it, I tried to talk surgery, I tried to talk...He didn't seem

Today I pray for...

Strength… I am in the beginning of this long journey. So easy is it to forget why I started this, and to fall off track. I get discouraged easily when I am not in fighting mode. I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. I firmly believe that God controls what happens and we are his pawns. But I also believe that we have the ability of choice. We can chose the path laid out for us that looks difficult because it is uphill, or we can make our own path and it will be littered with thor

oh to want the simple things in life. (adult content)

I want to shave my legs in the same shower, instead of taking 2 in a day because I get light headed. I want to get down to my kids level without getting up light headed. I want to carry my plate as well as my kids without sideways glances and whispers "is she going to eat all of THAT?" I want to walk into a store and buy something that doesn't make me look like my grandmother. I want to do jumping jacks without feeling like my belly is going to fall off. I want to stretch and feel it!

And the beat goes on...

So now I am in the few days where i can find every excuse in the book not to go to the gym.:w00t: For starters I had a Dr appt, Had to get kidgits off to daycare and school, and had to arrange for sleep:closedeyes:, So I ended up getting about 3 hours of sleep, and looked at my schedule of Zumba with eyes crossed. I Had to pick up 3 kidgets from school, daycare and bring them home, one had orchestra practice at 630, my class started at 6...dinner had to be made, ect. Another day another excuse.

to get to the other side...

Well that’s why the chicken crossed the road! :Dancing_chief:but is the grass always greener? Hmm? Ok so as I attempted turbo kickboxing:Banane21: the other day I had yet another epiphany, what if I don’t weigh ENOUGH to get the surgery? I am 5' 9" and 270lbs. I border the 40 BMI range. I’m Fat and have no diagnosed co morbidities. I have a STRONG family history. My grandfather was in his early 40 had a heart attack and died. My uncle (on my mom’s side) died also in his early 40s with h

the me in me

I could bore you with the "I’ve been fat all my life..." story and sadly its true but I won’t.:thumbup: Instead I will start this "journey" of blogging with my epiphany. I am not fat because I am depressed; I am depressed because I am fat.   I am a fit woman in a fat suit!:thumbup: I thought about it long and hard. I have issues looking into mirrors, not because I don’t like what I see, and sometimes I don’t, but because I don’t recognize what I see. In my minds eye I am thinner. In all (ALL)

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