Sunday, October 16, 2011

Solid Food, Zombie Apocalypse and... AM I SKINNY YET?

Hi Everyone!

So... I think I'm going to be one of those bloggers, who fall off the face of earth for long periods and then return and writes loooong epic posts.

So, It's been almost a month since my surgery already (cuh-ray-zee!) and I am feeling pretty well back to my old self. I have lost 17lbs and now weigh 182.5 lbs (this morning) that's up a little from where I was but I expected to gain some weight back with solid foods and Canadian Thanksgiving in there. I've lost about 5 lbs since surgery which is pretty unremarkable but better than a kick in the pants. I'm afraid I'll gain it all back before I can have a fill.. I haven't been as well behaved food wise as I should be. Maybe it's like the feast after the famine and it will go away soon. By the way, I made stuffing for the first time ever on Thanksgiving and it was AWESOME. So proud of myself. I am extremely not... domestic, or talented in the kitchen, so this was sort of a big deal.

 I didn't post anything during full fluids and purees.... mostly because there was nothing to post about. Other than apple sauce and soup. Both of which I will probably never eat again. And then, suddenly, BAM solid food. It was almost like I wasn't ready for it. I was working out of town all last week... so I started solid foods on Tuesday without the ability to really measure my meals. Anyway, nothing disasterous happened. I was a little uncomfortable the first two days. I sorta felt like something was stuck in my throat. But, no PBing or sliming or anything dramatic like that.

I'm eligible for a fill in just a few days. And I'm pretty sure I need one because I can definitely eat more than 1 cup of food. It's strange, when I overeat the shoulder pain return with a vengeance! I had to take painkillers the night of Thanksgiving because I made a piglet out of myself.

This whole process has forced me to take a long, hard, HONEST look at my eating habits, and they're way worse than I thought they were. A couple years back I used Her*bal Mag*ic to lose about 70lbs. Before I did that program I had no idea what it meant to eat well. I didn't know what was in food. Odd right? But I seriously had no idea about calories and fat content. So, HM educated me a little and since leaving that program I've always sort of kept an eye on my food intake and kept my weight under control.

So what happened that caused me to gain 40 lbs in all of 6 months? Well... there's a couple things, but a big one I think is that I moved in with my boyfriend of 2 years, TFG. A couple things happened immediately following that:

1) Food intake increased. And, all of a sudden, I wasn't preparing my own meals anymore. We are eating to TFG's preference, which includes alot of carbs and fried foods. Temptation is everywhere.

2) Activity level decreased. I don't know exactly why this is... I've never been a hang out and watch TV kinda girl, but all of a sudden I find my butt planted on the couch more than I care to admit. And I have no energy to fix it. I've been back to the gym a couple times in the last few weeks and I am feeling better because of that. But still... I'm not active like I was when I lived in my old place.

Now, I'm not blaming TFG or the house or anything else for my circumstances, but I DO noticed a direct correlation between all those  changes and all this weight gain.

Also, because I've been able to eat solid foods for two weeks, and I have managed to eat pretty much anything I want with no consequences, I've noticed that I am eating a TON of carbs (which are the HM devil). I don't like potatoes... so I hardly eat them. But bread, rice, egg noodles... bring em on.

So this week, I want to get a fresh start. We are leaving for Vegas on Oct 27th and I want to have lost another 2 lbs before then. Also, I want to get a fill before we go. Hopefully I won't have too much trouble scheduling that. I live about 2 hours from the closest fill point so it will be tough to schedule and will mean taking a day off of work. I've been thinking about asking my GP to get the training... but that's a big step considering he doesn't even know I had the surgery. This is the man who delivered me by the way, so I feel a tiny bit guilty I must admit.

I'm so excited for Vegas and a get away. Things have been pretty tense around here and I think both TFG and I really need to get away for a little while. When I get home from Vegas weekend I turn around and pretty well fly directly to Florida for a week with my family in DisneyWorld... ahem... HARRY POTTER LAND! *end nerd attack*. So, that's pretty exciting too.

Usually, when we talk about vacations one of my big fears is food and weight gain. Especially because, being 23 years old, alcohol is still a big part of what it means to be on vacation. I'm less stressed now that I have the band. I can already feel myself eating less than I used to, which is a great starting point. Hopefully with a fill I will be well on my way to weighing 150 lbs again.

Uhm... closing note, Jello shots are the devil (the regular one, not the HM one). And the 47 I drank last night are making me feel a teeny bit rough today. So instead of doing all the productive stuff I was going to do, I have dedicated the day to online Christmas shopping.

Oh! And Zombie Apocalypse! Holy jeeze, I read One Slim Cat's post and my mouth fell open and I just sort of stared for 7 minutes before fits of laughter set in. Not because I find Z.A amusing, quite the opposite, this is a real and serious concern... but because I had just invested an hour of my hung over life in watching the History Channel special about the origin of Zombies and how the Z.A could actually take place, and what to do to survive said Z.A... anyway, it just seemed fitting. And it made me giggle.

Have a great week everyone! I hope all you BOOBs had a great time in Chicago... I thoroughly enjoyed reading about it. Thanks to everyone who has been so supportive and great in this community. You guys are awesome and without you I likely never would have gone through with the surgery.

Cheers!