Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Week 9 Post-Op

I slacked off big time from blogging! Guess I've been too busy living. For awhile things were kind of on a plateau so I didn't have much to report. That got me out of the blogging habit. Let's see if I can do better!

I'm 9 weeks post-op today and I've lost right at 46 pounds. Gee whiz. As I typed that just now I realize that is quite close to 50! Mercy! 

It's all been a bed of roses. Ha, not. I've had to check myself mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually, every. single. day. I've had to remind myself of my goals, my hopes, my health. I've had some feeling not so good moments and some big time wow moments.

So, my size 18 pants are getting looser. I'm wearing a 1XL most of the time instead of a 2X or 3 X. My pajamas were falling off so I've had to replace those as well as under garments. (Doesn't that sound prim and proper? Yeah, not like me at all.) My feet seem to continue to shrink in width. My wedding ring is getting looser.

This kids and I went to Park Meadows Mall in Denver, CO, last week. It was a rose and thorn kind of experience. While there the kids wanted Blizzards from Dairy Queen. I didn't mind. I knew I couldn't have one / shouldn't have one. Will gave me a nibble and I was happy. I saw a smoothie place there and thought, "Ooh, I could get a healthy treat!"

She handed me their nutritional info and I soon realized there was way too much sugar and way too many carbs. That kinda bummed me out. I had gotten all excited and then, deflation.

The next day Trinity and I were visiting with my mom and Trini was the one to point out that I had made it 3 1/2 hours at the mall without tiring out or beginning to limp .. AT ALL. That was a WOW moment and it was priceless. I'm really making progress.

I try not to eat more than a nibble of things that don't provide protein. A nibble usually satiates me or shows me it wasn't as good as my wack-a-doo mind remembers.

Mark and I walk for half an hour almost every night. 

Over a 4 or 5 week period my blood pressure started inching up. I was moving. I was losing weight. I was eating appropriately. It was a real bummer to call my doctor about restarting a blood pressure medicine. 

I also had two migraines within 3 days of each other. I hadn't had one since surgery and since even before that. So that rattled me a good bit.

I saw my GP yesterday and she changed my blood pressure medicine to one that is known to help with migraine prevention. Praises be! She assured me she thinks I will end up coming off of that for blood pressure but might consider continuing for migraines as long as my blood pressure doesn't get too low.

She sent me to have a blood draw to check on my diabetes. My sugars have been running between 100 and 130, fasting and non. My A1C was 8.1 just before surgery. They called that afternoon to let me know it was down to 5.9! That more than made up for the blood pressure snafoo. 5.7 or less is considered normal people! 

I am so content, so happy, so filled with eucharisteo ... gratefulness. God has been so good to me and so very faithful. I intend to pay it forward for all of my days.

"He must increase, but I must decrease." - John 3:30

Be blessed and be blessings y'all!