It’s the Little Things…

I am coming up on one year post sleeve 🤯, seriously can’t believe that.  There are times I’ve felt as if I haven’t gotten anywhere and then I go to work in the morning and put on the XL scrubs and they fit, and they fit well and of course I think “holy shit!”  It’s definitely the little things in life that just make me 😁.  To go down 3 to 4 sizes in a year never would have happened for me any other way.  And surprisingly I’ve even kept up with using the stairs at work and doing my exercise dvds at home.  I know I made that New Years resolution, like so many others and I really thought it would fall by the wayside but damnit I’m determined to get to my goal weight.

I discussed said goal weight with the nutritionist at the surgeons office.  I told her my goal was 140, I’m short I figured this was a realistic goal.  Apparently, she felt 150 was more doable.  So I’m going to put myself somewhere in the middle, of course right now the damn scale is my biggest enemy as it seems to be stuck.  I am still not under 200lbs which is incredibly frustrating plus I’m on some crazy never ending plateau, at least it seems never ending.  Despite what the scale says I can tell my body has changed dramatically since the sizes of my clothes are getting smaller and everything just fits better.  There is no “I can’t put that in the dryer because then it won’t fit” or let me lay down to put on my jeans dance.  I even pulled a shirt out of mu closet which was bought and never worn or maybe worn once and I remember the arms being a bit tight.  Not now, now this shirt fits perfectly all I need to do is iron it.

I’m still trying to figure out what is triggering me to get sick.  It doesn’t happen often, but just recently after eating of all things an oreo, totally down for the count plus vomited for the first time ever since surgery.  Which afterwards did make me feel so much better.  The doc still thinks it’s a “mechanical” issue, either not chewing enough, eating too fast or taking bites of food which are too big and pieces my be getting stuck.  All I know is when it happens, as I’ve said before, I feel like I’m going to die and wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.  So my total weight loss is around 80lbs so far which is nothing to snicker at and would never have happened had I not done this surgery.  Happy reading until next time.