I keep having to remind myself that I'm not going to magically wake up in the morning and be skinny. My sleeve was done 7/23, I'm 9 weeks out and I've lost a total of 42lbs but only 27 since surgery day. I'm not complaining, this is a reality check for everyone like me who is feeling like it should be faster. I'm averaging 3lbs a week which is fabulous. I'm feeling better, the doctors are pleased. The Dr has said that most of his patients that start out where I was, go slowly. I'm really happy but....

I'm suffering from a case of a rotten Mother In Law. This is a woman who has never approved of me or anything I do, I've never been thin so of course I have that against me, I can't work hard enough, I can't please this woman to save my life. She calls every day. EVERY DAY. She asks questions like "How's your diet going? Are you still losing?" and when I tell her happily about my progress, she responds as if she's disappointed. She knows I had surgery, I didn't hide it from anyone. I told her I can't eat bread, Pasta, rice (my surgeons rules) and she balks. Then when we are at her house she consistently offers me things like bagels and pancakes. She's not stupid, she has a Master's Degree. She's just evil.

Anyway, everytime I think I'm not doing well, I realize it's her in my head and I remind myself that I'm doing great and what she thinks does not matter. If you have a little person in your head that's keeping you down, don't fall for their tricks. Keep your head up, you can do this. And so can I

Sometimes some people are just mean and nasty like snake spit, dont listen to the nay sayers, you ARE doing great. Sometimes its hard to remember in this new life that instead of loosing a few lbs a week, we were gaining a few lbs a week. Loosing, as in weight, even if its a half lb, is a good thing.