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Ready! Set!'s Blog

A blog by Ready?Going.. in General

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Giving Birth....to myself

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Enjoying The Little Things

I'm sitting here, working in my home office, dressed in jeans and a soft, thin, brushed red sweater. Why is that such a big deal? Well, because the jeans are size 16 and the sweater is from American Eagle, size XL. These are normal sized clothes and they aren't binding or pinching or look gross. I look normal.   I'm still 200+ pounds and have more to lose than I have thus far, but this is just so awesome. This is the first time in 15+ years I've worn normal clothes and felt so comfortable.  

3 Months Out

Today is 3 months post sleeve. I was in the surgeon's office yesterday to check in .......40 pounds down from pre-op weight. I quit weighing at home. It was too damned stressful and just not good for me. I knew my weight was at the lowest it has been in the past 13 years because my clothes look really pitiful on me. In fact, I'd gone shopping to the local outlet mall over the weekend to buy some pants because I'd seen some photographs taken recently and refused to put those pants back on.......t

It Happened.....

We've been in a fairly stress filled situation the past few months, and recently it has gotten more so. Stress isn't related to my surgery or weight loss........is related to other family issues. Nothing tragic, just stressful.   So Wednesday evening, I told my hubby he had to get me outta this house........and being the wonderful charming chap he is......he did. I was just tied in knots and needed to blow off some steam. I don't have any girlfriends that I can share this with, so unfortunatel

Woman In Bathroom Becomes Hysterical After Looking In Mirror

Over the weekend, the hubby and I took a little road trip down to Galveston Texas to tour the new Pleasure Pier. If you aren't from our area, let me explain. Galveston has many piers that jut out into the gulf. One had a hotel on it. After Hurricane Ike demolished what was left of the pier and building, the question of what to do with the space came up. So, Galveston put a carnival like space out onto the pier. There are restaurants, a merry go round, roller coaster, log ride etc. as well as all

1 Month Anniversary = A Freeing Insight

Yes, today is 1 month out of surgery. And what have I learned? And how much have I lost?   What I've learned is.............I don't know how much I've lost and just don't care to watch the scale. I mean, don't get me wrong, it was FUN to watch that scale like a hawk for the first couple of weeks. The pounds literally melted away over night.   And then..........I hit the stall.......and got scared.   Met with my surgeon 3 weeks post op and was immediately questioning him. He reviewed what

Weightless Tail Feathers

I am weightless..........and I'm not talking about those 3 numbers on my scale. I'm talking about my soul. I have found myself to be unbelievably happy, giddy in fact.   Why? I am no longer guilty.   I can only compare how this feels to 3 prior events in my life -   1. When I realized my relationship with God was between me and him - alone. 2. When my good-time boyfriend became my love of my life, best-friend husband. 3. When a fine doctor in Birmingham Alabama gave me my

Broken Wing?

Today I am one week and one day post op. God almighty, it seems like 2 months!!! I've had a lot happen in the past 8 days........and a lot of emotions to work thru.   But I've gotta say, I LOVE MY SLEEVE!!!!!!........and I'm not talking about that cute little sweater sleeve I wear over my sleeveless shirts so my arms don't frighten small children. I Love my VERTICAL GASTRIC SLEEVE.   I am in Utopia. This must be what it is like, cause wow, this is awesome.   I've been hungry for the past

"billy, Don't Be A Hero"

I don't know how many people remember that song, from the late 60s early 70s era. I was about 5-6 years old when I remember belting those very words out at the top of my young lungs while riding shot-gun in my parents' green Plymouth with mom as we went for our weekly grocery shopping, gas the car up, pick up another case of Coke (in the refundable bottle) trip. Today, those words have a new meaning for me.   When I first met with my surgeon to set up this journey, he told me he did suggest 2

Sitting With The Sick

A disclaimer to this blog. It does contain one swear word in a conversation between this mother and her son. Before you get all judgmental, let me explain. We are a family that laughs.....at ourselves and each other. Sometimes, to make the conversation absolutely hilarious, we will take on a different accent and different character. This is what occurred. Having said that..........on with the story!!   Yesterday, Sunday....5 days post op. My daughters drove from their apartment in downtown Hou

5 Days Post Op

Ok, I was sleeved Wednesday June 20th.   IF I could have found Marty and Doc on June the 21st, I would have figured out how to power the 1.21 jigawatts the flux capacitor needed and would have time traveled back 48 hours and RAN LIKE HELL (as much as a fat chick can) in my UGLY shoes AWAY from the hospital.   As it was, I didn't find them and here I am................so very glad I couldn't.   Back to Wednesday.....   My surgery was scheduled for 12, so I was my usual self until the surg

It Only Takes 1 Shoe (Sleeve) To Change Your Life.........cinderella (Me)

Tomorrow, tomorrow, he'll sleeve me tomorrow.....it's only a day away!!!   Yes, I love music.....and shoes. Funny how those 2 things seem to be the back drop of my life and memories.   But for tomorrow, I am as ready as I'll be.   My mother asked yesterday if I was afraid, if I was prepared. My answer was, " I don't have time to be afraid or prepare. Are you kidding me?" And that is so true. Between work (I really do love my job), my 4 kids, and 1 very pregnant daughter in law.....I am a b

Am I Ready For This?

Today is 3 days prior to surgery. I feel confident......and apprehensive. I'd be a fool to not be apprehensive. Seriously, I am venturing into uncharted waters. I am making a permanent change to my body. About time!!!   Today is Father's Day, so I called my Dad. He's scared......and for good reason. This is an extreme measure. I am paying cash, out of pocket...no insurance coverage for me. Dad asks, "Isn't there any other way? How many ways have you tried?" My reply, " Dad, if there was anot

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