Yesterday was my post op check up with the surgeon and it went well. He is happy with my progress and I don't need to see him for 6 months. I'm at day 17 post op and the only real issue I have had is severe constipation. Warning, TMI coming up.....
So I have been number twos three times since surgery. Twice it was tiny, third time was just an absolute crisis. Crying, sweating, it was right there....just so horribly hard and dry. I had to get pessaries and take Coloxyl. Holy crap (pardon the pun) when she finally made it through, she was a stubby whopper. I drink 2 litres a day, I have stopped taking the protein powder and don't take huge amounts of multi vitamins. I am on puree now so having weetbix (an Australian/NZ breakfast biscuit) and veges for lunch and dinner. I am going to look for some tea that helps with the issue, I simply can't go through that again. It was two days ago and I still feel bruised. I am not exercising much so will need to increase that too, I just don't want to be taking laxatives as a habit.
Aside from that my only bug bear is the draw to the scales every day. I'm going to get my hubby to remove them and hide them from me and only weigh once a week to ensure I'm staying on track. I'm still seeing losses all the time, but I'm becoming so focused on that I forget that the scales are only one part of the journey, my wellbeing is the other.
My son and his fiance are coming up from Melbourne this weekend and arrive tomorrow. I haven't seen them both since Covid and I've missed them terribly. I have some fun things organised, but I just can't wait to hug my first born and tell him how much I love him.
Happy Friday-eve from down under.