Recovery Days.....

So I am now finishing my 3rd day out from surgery.  The gas pains are horrible in my left shoulder.  That hurts more than the actual incision sites.  I am not sure if I am starving or if its gas sounds and pain.  I know that this broth and poweraid and popsicles I am so over!

Today was an extremely tough day.  I was over emotional as it is setting in what my new lifestyle is going to be.  I have all of these foods in my house that I want to eat.  I actually was at one point resenting my husband for eating a bag of Doritos's  in front of me.  He was not just eating them to me, he was shoving them down his throat because they tasted so good.   All I could have was my broth :(  My husband and son went to the State Fair and I couldn't go.  I usually don't eat fair food but dang it sounds so good.  I did actually take a ROLO and suck the chocolate off it.  I don't necessary think that was cheating but ok it technically was.  How frustrated I feel. 

I was able to just take 1 Tylenol today and did ok.  I am trying not to take the pain meds prescribed.  I will probably take it tonight to help me sleep. 

I am also a full-time student and have course work due tonight.  I am not feeling up to doing it :(  I am also a nanny for 5 almost 6 year old triplets and a 14 yr old tennis champ.  I am not looking forward to going back to work on Monday. 

Only time will tell :)

Surgery Day

So I had my mom take my 2 year old for the week and my 10 year old was at school.  My husband took me to the hospital at 9 a.m. for a 10:30 surgery.  They got us right in and everything was good.  My husband was making me laugh and I was ok, until they put the IV in.  This is when it started to hit me.  I started to cry.  The nurse thought it was something she had done.  I am just a a cry baby is all.

The dr came in and talked to us, then the anesthesiologist came in.  He gave me something to start with and then my husband kissed me and they wheeled me to the operating room.  Upon arrival the music was blaring and I made a comment about this was what we were going to be listening to.  Then a lady Gaga song came on and the anesthesiologist made a comment about it being the first time to hear her in an operating room.  I proceeded to tell them about what my husband had just told me about my son figuring out why Dicks Sporting goods is called Dicks....cuz a bunch of dicks shop there with cockie attitudes.  Oh my!  I am not sure if it all came out or how it did but now I am so embarrassed!!!

I remember waking up in recovery and moaning ALOT!  My chest hurt so bad!  I remember the recovery nurse not being able to get orders from the doctor.  I remember her being on hold forever with the nurses upstairs to give report to.  Then I remember going to my room  and my husband being in there extremely upset with the nurses because of the amount of time it took to get me into my room. It was 3:00 p.m. !!!!  Crazy.

I rested and then my Dad called he was on his way to visit.  He was stopping at McDonald's did I want anything?  Seriously?  Then he brought me some oreos....Then it hit him why I was in the hospital!!!  Anyone else and I might have been upset, but my Dad, it made me laugh.  My husband brought my son up to see me later that night.  He was told I had a problem with my stomach and the dr's had to go in and fix it and I couldn't eat the things I could before.

I was glad I stayed in the hospital overnight.  The breakthrough morphine was nice and being able to have that help with the first night was great!  I would recommend it to anyone.

I went home the day after surgery at 1:00 p.m.

The Start

My journey began back in February when I went to the Dr for a check up and discovered I weighed 244 pounds!  I was done with being fat!  I have always been on the chunkier side of things.  I remember being in jr high and weighing 145.  I was still a size 7 but my mom took me to weight watchers with her.  That still sticks out in my mind as a huge turning point in my self perception.  Yeah I could have lost maybe 5 or 10 lbs but it effected me.

I started my journey this year to have a 6 month physician supervised diet.  Then I had a psych eval on July 19th.  I saw a dietitian and all that was pending was the psych report.  It took a month and lots of harassing to get it faxed to the insurance.  The papers were sent to my case manager the last week of August and I had an approval within a week. 

My Lapband surgery was set for September 28th.  I started my low fat/no fat diet on the 14th.  I had pre-op testing done at the hospital on the 17th including a barium swallow test (I will live a happy life if I never have to do that one again).  I then had my pre-op at the dr on the Wednesday before my Tuesday surgery. 

I was excited and yet nervous at the same time,  I had never had surgery before.  Only time in my adult life to be in the hospital was to have my 2 beautiful babies. 

Time was closing in on my surgery.  The night before I called my husband from work and told him the one thing that I wanted that was not on my diet really was IHOP pancakes.  They were 3 gm fat each.  So I splurged and went to IHOP as my last meal.  Crazy request but I do love me some pancakes from there.  I will miss their all you can eat pancakes :(