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One hundred pounds gone sounds just as good!!!     Actually, it 100.5, but who's counting?!?!?  LMAO  Don't you wish you could actually laugh your a$$ off?

So, the biggest problem is that I don't have any clothes.  Such a hardship, I know.  I just hate spending the money since I'm not quite into the "normal" stores and I haven't found a tailor that makes the price comparable.  Want some cheese with that whine??  LOL

I don't care if it's 1 pound or 200, I want to hear how everyone is doing!!!

Okay, so I was all excited about writing a blog this week about hitting the century mark.  Alas, that is not to be.  My body refused to let me drop the .5 pounds and short of stripping down to my birthday suit, it wasn't going happen.  That and the fact I have never weighed myself in all my naked gloriousness.    So what did I do wrong this time?  Not "#2" enough?  Was I drinking and eating at the same time?  Grazing?  Did I throw all the smart choices out the window and pick the bad food for me?  Nah...  well, maybe I grazed a teeny weeny bit Saturday, but I caught myself after two carrots.    I'm SO SO SO excited to be this close.  Granted, according to my doc, I am not losing as fast as the "others", but I don't care.  If you would have told me 7 months ago I would be 99.5 pounds lighter, I would have peed my pants laughing. 

To date, this has been an absolutely amazing journey.  I look at the pics of my fellow post-op friends and get so inspired.  I tear up at how beautiful we all are.  I don't mean physically.  There is a glow about those after pics and a spark in the eyes, which weren't there before.  I know I feel so much better.  I'm walking faster and taller.  I look at people in the eyes when I am passing them, talking up more, defending myself.  It's wonderful to have the "old" me back and out from under the rock I was hiding under.

I want to know from all of you what differences have you noticed?  I want you to pat yourselfs on the backs.  You deserve the kudos!!!  I know the journey, the struggles, the heartaches.  I now want to know the successes!!!

...Ok, sometimes I am just amazed by people.  Let me preface this by saying we (the family) were not contacted by the social workers at the hospital nor in the 3-4 weeks Gpa has been at the nursing home, have we met with his assigned doctor.  Mind you, we have been up there daily.

On Monday night, Gpa was agitated about something that happened during the day.  After an hour, my brother and I figured out that the nursing home doctor (now his PCP due to location) and the hospital social worker came to visit him during the day.  In front of him, they talked about his condition and sending him back to the nursing home.  We promised him that would not happen because we were moving him to an assisted living facility as soon as he was infection free.  He calmed down, but still refused to eat dinner because he was so upset.

Tuesday comes and with it, my stepmom Nancy (works with me) comes to my cube and states, "Your father just called, they have discharged Gpa and are moving him back to the nursing home in hour."  This was the first we were contacted about this.  Saying I was livid is a mild understatement.  Nancy spent the rest of the day on the phone with the hospital and nursing home, trying to figure this all out.  Nancy is a case manager/discharge planner which means she knows protocol.  Also, she spent 25 years as a nurse in hospitals and nursing homes.  We were told that the family never told the social work dept. at the hospital our intentions for Gpa.  Our response was that we never saw them.  They contend we have to contact them, but that is untrue.  Then before they transferred him, going against his urologist's orders, they pulled his catheter. It was supposed to stay in until 3/11.  Oh and yes, he still is contagious because they didn't clear him of the C-DIFF.  Gpa was so upset again, didn't eat all day.  He also could have had another stroke due to the stress put on him because of this.  The doctor refused to talk to my dad (who has the power of medical attorney). 

This is like having a doctor decide to perform an operation on a 3 year old without the parents consent, saying the child told them it was okay...  which, by the way, my Gpa didn't. 

Sometimes it is good to work were I do (health insurance) because I am able to get connected with the right people to talk to this about.  For all those who may have had this happen or are going through this right now, this is not acceptable.  Contact any health insurance's Quality Improvement area.  They will take formal complaints and look into them.  Trust me, they do check it out. 

So, today, my Gpa is now back in the ER because of blood in his urine, which could be because the catheter was removed and then shoved back in.  

I'm not a person who says, "SUE THEM", but can anyone say "Lawsuit"?  Especially if this is the reason why blood is there?  It could be something more serious.  I'll keep everyone posted.

I'm doing okay, containing my anger and just breathing.  Thank God for this surgery otherwise I would be eating like crazy, smoking packs a day and probably drinking a bit.  

Thank you all for letting me rant. 

Gain a little...  Lose a little...

I tell you what, one week of not losing really puts this girl in a FOUL mood!!!    But it's to be expected when I have been eating strange hours and out alot and that's do to grandpa...  Here's a quick synopsis.

Grandpa has been fighting back, communicating better, comprehending a bit better.  We had him moved to a skilled nursing facility for additional therapy.  This week, we actually were going to move him to an assisted living facility because he was doing so much better (not 100%).  This past Wednesday night at 11 pm, the skilled nursing facility had to rush him to the hospital because he passed out and was unresponsive.  My brother, father and myself were there until 8:30 Thursday morning.  When the results came in, he suffered at least one more stroke in the same area as the one previously, his potassium was too high (which if left undetected, would have caused major heart failure) and he caught C-Diff, which is a nasty bacterial intestinal infection.   It seriously did not look like he was going to make it.  I spent Thursday afternoon and part of Friday at work prepping for me taking time off for a funeral.  

Now, grandpa has been moved from ICU to a regular room.  He's still at Medina Hospital .  Grandpa has improved, mentally.  He is a alert and talking.  Well, talking as much as he can, lots of gibberish.  :)  While this is wonderful, the family is still painfully aware that it's his body that's giving up on him.  As much as I hate saying it, it's only a matter of time before the body wins...  My family and I feel blessed for the time we have with him.  We are all hoping to be able to move him out of the hospital and into the Inn of Medina, as planned.  It's closer and we all feel it would be good for grandpa. 

Thank you all for the support!  I'm sure the weight is coming off because I can feel I'm retaining some water, haven't pooped (TMI TMIT!!!) and the female visitor is on her way.  LOL  Anyway, this week, it's back to the gym and eating better again!!!

Here's a question for the masses...  Once everyone had surgery and the weight started to come off, did anyone feel antsy?  I can't describe it, but it's like I need to do something.  I don't know what, but something.  Then add the feeling of wanting to date, well, it can be a lethal combo.   LOL

So, I went ahead and joined match.com.  I have been racking my brain on other places to meet men.  This is the first time in 4 years I've really been thinking about going out.  Is this a common occurrence?  Do tell!!!

Anyway, whether it works or not, doesn't matter to me.  It's about putting myself out in the limelight again.  That was a tremendous step, one that I'm psyched about.  No more agoraphobia for me!!!  :)

I hope you all are doing excellent!!!  Look forward to reading your comments!

A lifetime to go!  Well folks, I hit my 6 month marker yesterday.  I celebrated by having a consultation with my doctor and then spending time with my Gpa, who had a massive stroke this past Saturday.

The consult went fairly well.  All my lab results were "excellent".  Love hearing that.  The doc does want me to check out some kind of B vitamin at GNC.  I guess it's not in a tablet form and easier to absorb.  Any of you do that?  I really don't want shots.  My consulting doctor is not my favorite.  The last time I saw him, at 3 months out, he told me that I would not hit 140, more likely, 225...  Now, I don't know if he meant in 6 months or ever and I couldn't ask him because he rushed me out.  Talk about pissing me off!!!    I mean, I went through this surgery for that!?!?!  Well, this time, he stated, first, that I only lost 43% of my projected total and he likes to see 50%.  I thought "here we go again."...  However, he did say he didn't see me making 140, but rather 160-170...  THAT I can live with. 

Now on a different note, my Gpa had a stroke Saturday.  This has been extremely tough on me because he has been in my house all my life.  He taught me to tie my shoes, ride a bike, etc.  This stroke has reduced him to a mentality of about a 1 or 2 year old.  He tries to communicate, but no one can understand him, the comprehension is gone.  Gpa does have these moments of extreme clarity.  He's going to be 92 in a couple of weeks, but was always like a 70 year old, planting gardens, walking my dog, feeding the cats, generally, independent.  So, it's even tougher to see him down and out.  He's helping with the weight loss since this week I have been subsiding off of coffee and crackers.    My Gpa has led a full and wonderful life, I would just hate to see him go out this way, but it's up to him.  I love the old man to death. 

Down 86 pounds - I don't have stats to type today.  I'm sure you all are missing them!  LOL

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!! 

This is going to be the best year for all of us...  Those who have had surgery, those waiting to have surgery and those deciding to have surgery.  It's not just "Happy New Year", but rather, "Happy New LIFE!!!" 

Howdy all!  I apologize for being so laxed in my blogs.  Maybe because I haven't really had anything of importance to talk about...  that is, anything I think you would think important.    Although, I did have my first official "Dump" yesterday.  Not too shabby considering it has been 4 months since surgery.  Surprisingly enough, it was a protein bar that I thought would pass.  It did pass, with lots of cramping and...  well, you all know. 

So, where do I stand as of today?  I'm heading into my first holiday season with this new stomach , pouch.  Scarily enough, I'm not nervous about it.  Well, not too much.  About the dinners, I'm sure I can handle, I recognize when I have had my fill or I get sick.  The grazing, that may be an issue, however, I just have to make myself more aware of the intake of my food.  I have been in a couple of party situations and the grazing has been kept to a minimum.  Yes, I admit, I did graze, but I paid for it later.    Drinking while eating hasn't been happening, so that's a HUGE, ginormous (if you will), step.  I'm pretty obsessive about not drinking. 

Being not perfect, but damn near close to it , my fear lies within the sweets tables.  I have been doing extremely well staying away from sweets.  I'm eating frozen fruit bars (LOVING the Dole Swirls)...  If I have a cookie, it's been my G-pa's sugar-free cookies, and even then, it was only 1and not that often.  Now, I'm finding I'm craving the sweets.  I don't know if it's the holiday season or if it's because of the cold weather.  Nothing is taking the crave off.  Here's where I say  .

Anyway, I wanted to wish you all a very HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!  Stay warm, safe and out of the "Dump" zone.  

Becky

Starting Weight:  328
Optifast Weight:  318
Week 4:  296
Week 6:  292
Week 7:  288.5
Week 8:  285.5
Week 9:  283
Week 10:  280.5
Week 19:  258
Starting Blood Pressure:  138/98
Blood Pressure:  112/72
Starting BMI:  58.1
Current BMI:  45.7

Since I have been able to eat, I have gone out 3 times to a restaurant. 

The first was a Mexican place and I had a bean burrito.  Didn't eat most of it, but an hour later, sick. 

Second time, was a Japanese place, which I know I order the wisest choice, Pad Thai, I didn't eat that much.  Within 15 minutes of finishing, sick. 

Lastly, Red Lobster.  Had broiled tilapia, steamed veggies and a potato...  Didn't eat the potato.  20 minutes later, you guessed it.... 

Okay, so I can pat myself on the back because I didn't drink anything any of these times.  I put my fork down between small bit of food.  I didn't take longer than 45 minutes and more than 20 minutes to eat...  So I ask you, is this God's way of telling me going out to eat is just not financially feasible?  If I get sick enough times, I'll stop going out to eat, hence, saving moola.    Saving moola is good because than I can buy new clothes.

Yes, just because I'm making the right choices, eating the correct amount and eating in the correct manner, there must be something I missing.  Any thoughts?  

Starting Weight:  328
Optifast Weight:  318
Week 4:  296
Week 6:  292
Week 7:  288.5
Week 8:  285.5
Week 9:  283
Week 10:  280.5
Starting Blood Pressure:  138/98
Blood Pressure:  112/72

Hello All!  Recognize the song verse?  I do, but can't remember which song it's from...  I think it was Color Me Bad, "I Wanna Sex You Up". 

ANYHOO, since I can't figure out how to do a ticker, consider this it...

Starting Weight:  328
Optifast Weight:  318
Week 4:  296
Week 6:  292
Week 7:  288.5
Week 8:  285.5
Week 9:  283