otter1977
My first attempt at blogging....
Apr 29, 2009
OK. So here I am. I was always the chubbiest one in my family. To my great shame and embarrassment my sisters were able to wear my bra on their head! In High School I starved myself down to a size 14... but that didn't last long. My weight kept increasing anytime there was major changes in my life. Hormones, bad marriages, and depression spiraled out of control. One day I woke up and realized that I was 274 lbs, and I knew I needed to make changes not only for my sake but for my daughter's sake. She's the reason I breathe-- I want to be around for as long as I can. I'm a nurse. I knew the health risks and was starting to feel my joints ache constantly and was diagnosed as pre-diabetic.
January 26, 2009 --four years after my original referral from my doctor I had an open roux-en-y. My hospital stay was a bit of a blur, and six days later I found myself back at home. My significant other, Erv, was fantastic to me. But in spite of his support I found myself in tears fairly often. I wondered if I made a horrible mistake.
BUT I will skip all the tough stuff. Here I am just over three months later. I've lost about 55 lbs. I've gotten remarried to a fantastic man who is my very best friend and loves me and accepts me for all of my eccentricities and who I am. I'm slowly finding things that I am able to eat. I don't have too many problems unless I push myself or eat something I have found out I shouldn't (bread is the worst). I still get tired pretty easily...especially at work. My body has lost it's round shape and I have more curves... although I do have a lot of sags... things are looking better. I was laying in bed with my husband last night and he discovered he could feel my hip bones! Isn't that fabulous?!
Oh... and one more fantastic thing. Laying in bed sick gives you a lot of time to think. I've been an RN for about ten years now... but I was finding myself wanting something more. It's not that I don't love nursing... but I feel like there is something else I need to do. So... I've been accepted into University this fall. Strange how things work out sometimes.
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January 26, 2009 --four years after my original referral from my doctor I had an open roux-en-y. My hospital stay was a bit of a blur, and six days later I found myself back at home. My significant other, Erv, was fantastic to me. But in spite of his support I found myself in tears fairly often. I wondered if I made a horrible mistake.
BUT I will skip all the tough stuff. Here I am just over three months later. I've lost about 55 lbs. I've gotten remarried to a fantastic man who is my very best friend and loves me and accepts me for all of my eccentricities and who I am. I'm slowly finding things that I am able to eat. I don't have too many problems unless I push myself or eat something I have found out I shouldn't (bread is the worst). I still get tired pretty easily...especially at work. My body has lost it's round shape and I have more curves... although I do have a lot of sags... things are looking better. I was laying in bed with my husband last night and he discovered he could feel my hip bones! Isn't that fabulous?!
Oh... and one more fantastic thing. Laying in bed sick gives you a lot of time to think. I've been an RN for about ten years now... but I was finding myself wanting something more. It's not that I don't love nursing... but I feel like there is something else I need to do. So... I've been accepted into University this fall. Strange how things work out sometimes.
