I know it sounds so cliche, but I got up this morning really thinking (and believing) that this is the first day of the rest of my life. I was sleeved on Tuesday and got home from the hospital around 5:30 last night. As I sit here musing (because there's not a whole heck of a lot I can do just yet) it struck me that my new life is truly underway. I prayed and believed that I would have a successful surgery, a miraculous recovery and a complete restoration to perfect health. The surgery was a success, the recovery is going as well as can be expected -- I surprised the nurses with my mutliple trips around the hallways Wednesday and Thursday, and by the amount of air I could manage in my incentive spirometer (1750). One of the nurses said she had never seen anyone get to that level so quickly post op in her 20 years as a nurse. Told me I had a great set of lungs (I do, I do!) and, since I'm so motivated to succeed, I will do anything and everything I need to to make that happen. I've waited over a 1/2 century to start living happily and comfortably inside my skin and I have an intense need to try to make up for lost time. Impossible I know, but I want to enjoy every moment from here out. I'm sure that because I've had multiple extensive surgeries in the past I was better prepared to deal with the recovery from the sleeve surgery. Have to admit though that I was a bit surprised how much the incision where they pulled my newly divorced tummy through hurt like a hummer for the last few days. The "Bari Bear" that I got at the hospital has been most helpful with that pain. Love that little guy now!!! It really does help to have him to hold against my tummy whenever getting out of bed, coughing, turning over and I highly recommend using one (or a pillow) to help ease the pain.

I'm down 14 pounds since my preop liquids (3 since Tuesday). Haven't had a real issue with the gas (intestinal or otherwise). I had to laugh though because I've been telling my DH for years that "ladies" never pass gas and had to explain to him why I was so happy yesterday after a short farting session (one of the requirements for release from the hospital is being able to burp and fart (though not at the same time)).

Loving my sleeve. Can't wait to get this baby really rockin'!!!! If you're sitting on the fence and can't decide whether or not to have this surgery, just do it! Life will happen to you whether or not you're doing something to get healthy, so why not go for it???

Sounds like you are doing great. I'm sure that positive outlook and motivation will help you a ton as you continue on this journey. Good luck to you!!

Sounds like you are doing great. I'm sure that positive outlook and motivation will help you a ton as you continue on this journey. Good luck to you!!

SunnyD:

Thanks for the encouragement. I feel like pinching myself to make sure that this isn't a dream. I keep thinking of all the fun stuff I've wanted to do but couldn't because I was too fat. Waiting patiently is NOT one of my strengths -- I want patience and I want it NOW! . All in good time, all in good time.....

I kept looking in Post=op to see how you are doing and finally found this- so glad it had gone so well for you! Keep chiming in- I enjoy your take on thing my friend. And I KNOW you will be rocking that sleeve ver soon! xoxo

SunnyD:

Thanks for the encouragement. I feel like pinching myself to make sure that this isn't a dream. I keep thinking of all the fun stuff I've wanted to do but couldn't because I was too fat. Waiting patiently is NOT one of my strengths -- I want patience and I want it NOW! . All in good time, all in good time.....

I'm the same way! All I've been able to think about since I got sleeved is all the stuff I want to do now that I either believed I was too fat to do or actually *was* too fat to do. Ride a horse, ride a bike, go on a cruise, do more travelling, go to High School reunions, start doing Pilates again -- alll alllowed after two three or six months. I blew off the surgery emotionally entirely. But now that it's past me, recovery and weight loss both seem like they're going to take FOREVER.

Hey remember something for me. When you switch up eating stages, curb that enthusiasm. Seems like every time I moved up a stage I started having problems, but they were my own fault. More Impatience!

I'm the same way! All I've been able to think about since I got sleeved is all the stuff I want to do now that I either believed I was too fat to do or actually *was* too fat to do. Ride a horse, ride a bike, go on a cruise, do more travelling, go to High School reunions, start doing Pilates again -- alll alllowed after two three or six months. I blew off the surgery emotionally entirely. But now that it's past me, recovery and weight loss both seem like they're going to take FOREVER.

Hey remember something for me. When you switch up eating stages, curb that enthusiasm. Seems like every time I moved up a stage I started having problems, but they were my own fault. More Impatience!

ANYTHING for you CW!