I'm celebrating the sixth month anniversary of my surgery by eating a thick slice of chocolate cake, piled high with cream cheese icing. Ha. Just kidding. I'm still following the rules and it's paying off. One hundred fifteen pounds. Forty pre-op, seventy-five post. I can live with that.
Not only am I enjoying a slimmer physique, but I'm now pretty much med-free. My hypertension is gone, my cholesterol is way good and the threat of diabetes is a faint memory. I'm walking five miles a day and eating almost anything I want (except caffeine and obvious sugar and fat). I still can only eat small portions, but that's okay because I'm completely satisfied at the end of a meal. I still have a TON of vitamins that I'm taking, which is fine with me. Just makes me healthier.
My only complaint - still the clothes issue. I've got three pair of khaki pants that I've bought since January that are now too big. I have one pair of jeans and about three t-shirts that actually fit me. I've gone down eight sizes since my surgery and I'm thinking I might shrink a bit more (I was told on Monday that I could possibly lose another 40 pounds, which would put me lower than the weight I was in college! I'll settle for another 20). I keep telling myself that if not having clothes that fit is the biggest "problem" I have, then I should just get over it and be patient. Hmmm. Not my strong suit. But I'll try.
Summer fun revisited
11 years ago
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