Sorry I have not updated in a rather long time, it has been a rather busy Winter/Spring for me. Starting Social Work School, new job and finishing public health. I have literally had no time to breathe let alone time for myself...
Things are finally settling done allowing me time to reflect in how May 2014-May 2015 has been. It is almost my one year surgery anniversary. I do not know where the time and or pounds have gone.
This time last year I was in the final weeks of prepping for surgery, paper work, pre op classes and getting myself and family ready. I just remember eating to oblivion LOL this time last year as I knew I would not be able do it again... it
I can still see the entire day as it was yesterday the wheeling in, the being out under and waking up.. not realizing it was over. The surgery had been done and I was on my way to a new life or was I? Waking up into the unknown was scary...
The unknown it was, it was uncharted territory for me. I had read as much literature as I could joined every online support group I found. Spoke to as many people as I could but now it was me. My altered digestive system was permanent.
It was a lot of questions and no answers in those first twenty four hours, other than good pain control and ice chips. I was SOOO thirsty I just wanted to water, iced cold water anything to drink. I was too tired for food to think and even want it. I knew I was getting all my nutrients from the bags hanging from my arm.
It was a club on the floor, it was nice to see other WLS patients we lapped each other in the hospital walked, farted and burped our way around to prevent blood clots. Another thing about that I did not sleep well at all the first night I had a screaming roommate and they kept coming in to make sure I was alive and give those damn heparin shots ( thank god who knew I had Factor 5 leiden).
Well that first night ended and I woke up it was morning. I remember seeing the sun creeping into the sunlight I had a nice view from my room. I can still see it. At 8am bright and early they came to get me for my leak test. They did this early to make sure there was no leaks and if there were I could be brought back to the OR.
As the wheeled me down I knew I could have water. The magnitude of the situation hit me, as it was early in the morning I did not want to call my parents and wake them as it was early. I was an adult I was on my own with this. It was my life now my body I was in control.
As they put me onto the table for the leak test the x ray machine was placed where it had to go and I was titlted backwards and told to drink. As I drank the liquid the pain hit. It was horrible. I looked to my right and saw it, saw my VSG. There it was this little tiny pouch that was now my tummy. It hit me at that moment.. I was on my way to freedom.
.... A Few Hours Later
I can still see it the water sitting on the tray the ambivalence to it. I love Water I can drink anyone I know under the table. I did not want to touch the water. Sitting there I was like i am not drinking well I sipped knowing I would be in the hospital longer.
Coming Home...
I was discharged and sent home. I walked out of the hospital feeling great, I think I had great pain control. Came home and showered that was the first thing I did showered. For a minute I thought I was gonna be thin LOL. Well the hard work was coming up. Making those first protein shakes was horrible... I did not want to eat I did not want to do it but I had too. This was all that was keeping me alive.
As the months went on the lbs came off
