celestialdreams06
20-November-2006
Nov 19, 2006
Last Thursday, my hubby, and my parents went back down to Cinci with me for my pre-op testing and nutrition class. I think it helped put my parents at ease a little more. If anything I think they realise this is not the easy way out and it simply is not over after surgery. It is a life long process.
I started my pre-op diet 3 days ago. OYYY, is it hard. I'm hoping it's going to get a bit easier. I will stick to it though. It's a small price to pay.
Well, I will try to be more dilegent with updating my page. Ta-Ta for now.
08-November-6
Nov 09, 2006
07-November-06
Nov 07, 2006
04-November-2006
Nov 04, 2006
The more and more I research, I really like what I have read about the doctor in BG. I got online last night onto the website for the managed care plan that I picked and he is listed as a provider, but "not on form". I'm not sure what that means. Outside of what I have read on here and on the website for the clinic, I have a friend at work who has had a few family members go to that clinic. One had the surgery performed by this doctor. Everyone else in her family had it done by one that has since retired, but they really sound like a competent and knowledgable team. That "TEAM" part is what is most comforting to me. They have a whole staff. You are not going to this person for this thing and that person for that. We will see what happens Monday when I call them.
I was up really late last night. Couldn't get the old brain to quiet down. Expectations kept reeling in my head. My biggest expectation is this....****MOBILITY**** I want to get up in the morning without cringing, because my feet and knees are so sore and stiff. I want to be able to go places with my kids and not have to sit on a bench somewhere, because I can't go any farther. It's never typically because I am winded (then again, we don't climb hills much), it's because I am too sore. We recently went to Myrtle Beach with family for vacation. Do you know how many times I walked the beach? Once, and it wasn't that far. I physically could not handle the sand. It torqued my knees horribly. That whole week, i sat on my rear most of the time. My feet swelled horrible. I had the real pleasant experience of getting smacked by a wave that threw me down and then flopped like a beached whale in the water, because I couldn't get up. My husband, bless his soul would try to pick me up, but couldn't. I finally relaxed enough to allow the next wave to come along and help "push" me up. I was mortified. First thing I did was look around to see who was watching. It was one of those situations where people are looking and you start laughing....."Ha, Ha!! That was so fun cause I meant to do it." Knowing full well that people were really thinking "Look at her, she can't get her fat butt up". My poor Mom jumped up and came to the shore line to see if I was okay. We also went and played putt- putt. First time ever. It was God aweful hot. I could only play the first round and then had to sit and wait for everyone else to get done. I was spent. Being obese you miss out on so much, and your family misses out. One gets tired of being ask "Are you okay??" and I'm sure family gets tired of asking. Sometimes I wonder how much they wish they'd just have left me at home. I feel like some days my complaining is endless, and I feel like my kids and family have to take up the slack for things that I cannot do....that is a whole other story. Plainly, I want to do things with my kids and if sitting is something I do, I want to do it because I WANT to sit back and watch them enjoy themselves, not because I CAN'T participate. That is my big hope of this. I know that when it comes to my knees the damage is done. However, I can delay the inevitable of replacement. I forget how many pounds of pressure you take off of them for each pound you lose (will have to ask my doc again), but the number he gave me was something like 8 lbs. Can you imagine dropping 100 lbs? That's 800 lbs off your knees. I want to ride a bike, walk, swim, do water aerobics again. I want to ride a roller coaster too ;). Any how, I don't believe I have any unrealistic expectations. I don't think being healthy is unrealistic.I don't expect to be skinny or even what society sees as "thin". I'm not going to say being smaller won't be a huge thing. It will be. I want to be smaller, but I know I will never be thin. If I had never become obese, I don't think I'd be thin. It's just not in the genes. Then again, my brother looks like the odd one out compared to my sister and I. However, I definately was dealt the obese card out of us three. I look forward to smaller days.......It will be wonderful to where regular jeans, and hopefully shop in regular stores. Not that Lane Bryant isn't nice and all. We all deserve the variety. Tis the spice of life, right??
Well, it appears that I have rambled a bit. Just so much to think about and absorb. I'm excited!!!!!!!
03-NOVEMBER-06
Nov 03, 2006
The day has finally arrived. I got my approval today. Looking back on it, it wasn't that long, but boy felt like a long time. My head is still spinning about it all, but I am planning on starting phone calls first thing Monday morning. I'm so excited, but really nervous too. I'm sure it's all natural. So the important part of the journey begins...........
01-November-2006
Nov 02, 2006
Well, been spending some time surfing around the site. Haven't posted on any forums yet. I have looked at alot of the the before & after pics. They are so amazing. I want that for myself so badly. Weird thing happened yesterday. Ohio is switching their Medicaid to managed care. It is time for me to chose a provider. I called the state hotline to see which provider my family doctor was on. I don't want them to chose for me, and I'm not willing to go to another family doctor given all my ailments. Anyhow, I called the hotline and I was explaining to her that I am waiting to hear for approval for surgery and she said told me to hold on she needed to check something. Then she said "Okay, when is your surgery scheduled?" Again I told her that i was waiting for approval and she kept saying she wished she knew when my surgery was so. She kept talking like I was approved. I don't know if she would have any idea or not, but it just got me thinking. Maybe I am doing the wishful thinking bit too much and reading into something that was not there. If anything she wasn't listening to me.
The waiting game is so stressful. Again, if you are reading and feel inclined, please say a prayer for me.