Well it has been awhile. There were a few days that I had nothing new to report on. Then, there were a few really difficult days that I wasn't in a good enough place to report on.
Week before last I had a series of rough days. The first one happened when I was eating tuna salad while talking on the phone. I did one of two things or maybe both wrong. I ate too fast and I didn't chew well enough. This is because I was on the phone and not paying attention.
I think what I experienced was a version of dumping syndrome although it was nothing really like episodes I've heard described. I had a tightening in my stomach and pain. Then I got nauseous. Then, weirdly, I started salivating like crazy. I never threw up but my body wanted to. It was scary and it was disturbing. And it wasn't fun.
Two days later I did the same thing again. Either too fast or not chewing well. Second verse, same as the first.
And then to add insult to injury the scale quit moving. For over a week it did not go down at all! I was freaking out. And then, emotionally, I was a wreck.
In the grand scheme of things I've done fantastic. The nutritionist was pleased with my progress. Heck, I'm pleased with my progress. I have more room in the shower. My shirts are getting looser. I'm wearing the next size down pants for the first time. My blood sugars and blood pressures are doing well. We've walked every single day since I've been home from the hospital. My knee is doing well. Mark sees the physical changes but I can't really see that much yet.
I'm 39 pounds down from July 1. That's no small feat.

50 pounds is a new bike.
And here's me today in my smaller jeans and my happier disposition!
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Smaller jeans for the first time! |
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Close up at 39 lbs down. |
Still striving daily to have more of Him in my life and less of me! (John 3:30)
Be blessed and be blessings y'all!