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What to do next?

I'm doing my best to stay away from the foods that I shouldn't have, sweets, and I'm proud that I'm doing that. I'm not eating near as much as I did pre band. Yet I'm not loosing. I know that I should get out and walk more, but right now the heat is opressive and spending the $$ for the gym is not an option right now with bills being what they are. My only hope is to hold out till fall OR get up before dawn and go walking. As for the second part, I love sleeping a little to much.

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What next?

All I can say is "What next?" One thing I have to say for my life, it's not really dull. Granted I could use a lot less drama with family accidents, DADDY you scared the heck out of me! What happened?   Let me give a little background. My dad will be 80 on September 19th. Which also happens to be my youngest sons birthday too... He will be 30. Yes he was born on my dad's 50th birthday.   Daddy has always been a proud man. I've seen him work men half his age into the ground. Strong and stubborn. Daddy has already survived a quadruple bypass and a stroke. But on Tuesday of last week he almost left this world.   He was trying to pull an attachment off of the tractor when what he hitched to wasn't the best choice.   That thing, Ancient Drill Press is what he hooked to. It is somewhere around 500-800 pounds. Now granted he should have known better. But Thank God that he did survive.   Nobody was home when the accident happened and he laid pinned under that thing for more than 3 hours! Broken jaw, hole punched in neck, broken ribs, collapsed lung, broken pelvis, cracked backbones, and pneumonia!   He's one tough old man, that's for sure.   So now you know where I've been for the last week. Hang in there daddy! Now for the good stuff that is ABOUT to happen. How many people here watch on the Outdoor channel on Mondays Fishers ATV World? Anybody? Maybe your husband does if you don't. Anyhow..... they are going to be here next Sunday to film for a future segment on their show at the ATV/OFF Road park that is near here. AND there is going to be only 2 people serving as guides... Our club president and ME! :ohmy::w00t::lol: One thing about it... this should be a first for Mr. Fisher. Bet he's never had an overweight middle aged lady serve as guide! :thumbup: Now as far as my being on TV. Honestly I'd rather not. I mean I'm not pretty and as you know already I'm not small! So I can't see where having a lady looking (and sounding) like me would help his show. Yes, I'm a hillbilly and I sure sound like one. Think Dolly Parton with a deeper voice and larger body!! I'm honored to get to go with them. I mean hey... how many other times has someone like me, woman to boot, had this pleasure? Not many I would think. I'll have lots of photos and some video to share come the first of the week. Should be a blast!

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Still doing fine, 3 days out.

Well it is now Sunday after being banded on Friday. I'm actually doing rather well. What is amazing to me is that I'm not hungry! I have to force myself to eat/drink something. That is such an amazing feeling to me. I took some photos Friday that I thought I'd share. That's me in all my glory. If it wasn't for the fact that I want to show where I came from to where I'm going I'd never show this photo to anyone. But there is me. :thumbup: This next one is with Anita, she is the reason that I chose Bluegrass to go with my surgery. Such a sweetie.   And this one is of Dr. Weiss with Anita behind.   He's a cutie for sure!!! And here is Fran checking in. She went in right after me. All smiles!!! Well...... that is a general overview of my day at Hazard. I'm still sore, but it isn't anything that I can't handle. The worst part is trying to get up and down out of a chair and going to the bathroom. I'm assuming that most of you that read this know what I'm talking about! :thumbup:

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One More Week!

I'm so excited, scared and every other emotion that you can think of all rolled up into one. One week from tomorrow I have my band surgery. I'll be 3 weeks behind Jim (husband) on his journey. :w00t: I've been reading some other blogs that people have written. I'll admit that I worry that I'll not be able to loose the weight. I know, I know, you are not supposed to judge yourself by other people. I know that. But still I'm so worried. I know what to eat and how much by helping Jim with his. So that won't be a problem. And with it getting warmer I'll be able to get outside and move more. I know, I've got that treadmill sitting in the dining room and I need to use it. Truth known I need to be on it NOW. Well...... my journey is about to begin. I'm not doing really well, on my pre-op diet (low carb) but I sure could do better. I keep trying to convince my stomach that it doesn't need all that food. With the stomach that I have now that is impossible! I'll do my best to do better tomorrow.

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OMG I can't believe it!!!

I was really bummed out yesterday when I had to go to town and couldn't put on my "pre band jeans". OH I got them on, even zipped up and fastened. But to sit down would have been way to painfull. I was still so bloated/swollen from surgery.:thumbup: NOW remember THAT was yesterday. Swelling is going down and I actually got up the nerve to get on the scales this morning. ((I know I should have waited till Friday but I couldn't help myself.)) :tt2: The highest I have listed for myself on FitDay was 304 :ohmy: on 3/6/09. Ta Da...... Today it was 288.5! That's a loss of 15.5 lbs.!:mad2: Am I happy? You betcha!!!! :thumbup: Hope that hubby is somewhere that he is getting a signal. I've got to call him and give him the news.

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Off to a good start this morning!

I promise that today I'm going to try to do better on sticking to my pre-op foods. Although it wasn't low carb, I did have a Carnation Instant breakfast - SUGAR FREE. So that's a start. NO sugar, but oh so good. I'd drink those even if I wasn't on this. Love the chocolate taste! Now to go over to FitDay.com and enter every bite that goes into my mouth. And enter that dreaded weight that was on the scales this morning. :biggrin: I'm so glad that nobody in my family knows that number. Not even hubby! I refuse to tell him. Although I'll admit, I'm sure he has a good idea already. I mean face it, he's seen all this blubber. How could he not know! Just think.. This time next week I'll be either about to go in the hospital or there already! :w00t:

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Nothing to do with weight loss.

5 years, 4 months and 19 days. That is how long my friend Kim lasted after we did our kidney transplant. On May 7, the phone rang with the news of Kim's passing. Although I knew it was coming it still set me back. Kim was so young. Way to young to die now. It should have been Kim coming to my funeral rather than me going to hers. Kim's family treated us so well. Better than some of our own extended family in fact. I worry about her husband and daughter. I know that he sat with Kim every 113 days that she was in the hospital this last time. He will be so lost without her. I know that at some point in his life he will find love again, but he had better make darn sure that we all approve of his choice first or it will be hell to pay! I really miss my friend. I've wanted to pick up the phone and call so many times in this past week. I've still got her home/work/cell #'s on our phones. I can't bring my self to erase them yet. I know that at some point I will but just not now. It seems strange to realize that 300 miles away in a cemetery that several years ago I never knew of lay 3 friends. First came Cheryl, then Kim's mother, now Kim. I'm not sure if I'll be up there any more, I know that I don't need to keep butting into peoples lives, but maybe I will if nothing else to go visit their graves and sit and talk a while. I did tell Sam that the offer/promise that I made to Kim is still on. May of 2010 I'm paying for a cabin in Pigeon Forge for no less than a week. All Sam and Ashley need to do is show up. Rest in peace my friend. You were loved and will be forever missed.

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Not as depressed as I was...

Well, I'm doing a little bit better today than I was the last time I posted in my blog. I've not really made any real changes in my eating habits, still staying away from foods that I know I shouldn't have. That hasn't really been the problem. And it's not really been portion control. Or at least I don't think so???? But I am starting to notice a difference. We were out yesterday and we both ordered the same thing that we have in the past. This time I reached full just a little past 1/2 of the meal! Whoa! I'm shocked. Maybe finally getting up to 7 cc's in my band is what it took to get me to my sweet spot to finally begin my journey. Who knows. But at least I'm not wanting to sit and cry all the time now. That's a good thing. Guess I'll see how today goes and just keep on trying. I've got to do something fast, Hubby is about to catch up and pass me on the scales! :cool:

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My heart is breaking.

This could turn into a rather long post, so hang on, and hope you're sitting in a comfortable chair. The phone rang today. My heart sank when I saw on the caller ID who it was. I was afraid to answer. It was the husband of one of my best friends. Sam was calling me with news that we needed to prepare ourselves for what was about to happen. Now I know that no matter what you do, no matter how you know that the person that you care about will not suffer any more, there is really nothing that you can do to prepare yourself for a death. I've cried till my eyes hurt and still cry some more. I've lost several family members during my almost 55 years. Two grandmothers and one grandfather, several aunts, uncles and cousins and several people that I have known for a long time. But none as close as a friend as Kim. I don't mean to talk about her as if she has already gone. She is still alive. Or at least some faint form of life. I guess I need to go back and start at the beginning for you to understand why my heart is breaking. In December 1997 my husband was diagnosed with Kidney Cancer. He was sent to see a doctor at UVA hospital in Charlottesville, VA. We both had spent many a night already due to other family members illness but this time decided to stay somewhere other than in a motel in Charlottesville. We had picked up a copy of a hotel/motel coupon book. Stopped at a Days Inn that was in Waynesboro and asked that even though they didn't have an add in there would they honor the same rates for a Days Inn that was in Staunton. They said...... Sure! And as they say the rest is history. There were two lovely ladies that was working there, one as general manager and the other as assistant manager. Dawn and Kim. Not to mention some super people that worked the desk that proved that they were caring wonderful people. But anyhow, Kim and I just hit it off. Have you ever met someone that you felt as if you had known them all your life? That is how it was with Kim. What was even more strange was when we realized several months later that we had actually met her father over a year before we met her! Then there were just those little things that really seemed to really draw even more attention to the fact that we were meant to be friends. Both of our mothers name is "Betty". Her husband and I share the same birthday, May 25. We were the same blood type, A+ and finally we would share a kidney named "Sydney". Kim had been a diabetic since she was a teenager. Over the years the disease had taken it's toll on her. Kim had lost a toe and finally lost her kidneys. In March of 2003 Kim called me one morning to say that she was on her way to the dialysis center. A few weeks later she was put on the transplant list. I know that several of her family members were ruled out right off the bat due to health issues. Some were tested but their kidneys didn't work well enough. Then came the day that we were at her house and it was the same day that even her husband found out that his function wasn't good enough either. That's where my part of this story came in. I had lost some weight at that point but needed to loose another 15 pounds. To my surprise I did it in a MONTH! Then I was able to start the initial testing here at a hospital near my home. Things went rather well. I passed all the test that were done here then they made me come up to UVA for more testing. In October my phone rang with the news that a date for our surgery had been set. December 18, 2003. One week to the day before Christmas! Checked into the hospital that morning, Kim and I both were not scared, nervous or anything. Can't say the same for our families! At one point I told them to hush their crying, I'd be right back! I never will forget all the long talks we would have. We would talk a lot online at first. Then came the long phone calls. And would we ever talk about anything and everything! One of our favorite topics was about how things floated in Hot Tubs! I'll not say another word about that here! We would laugh till we about wet our panties then laugh some more. I'm really going to miss her laugh. On January 15, 2009 Kim checked into UVA hospital for surgery to move her pancreas from where it was first put to another location that hopefully wouldn't cause so much trouble. I wish now that they had left things alone. I don't know exactly what caused all the infection, I'm no doctor or expert. But I can't help but feeling that if they had left things alone that maybe she wouldn't be on her death bed now. I've got an Angel that Kim had given me just before our transplant. It has a built in recorder that Kim had recorded a message on it for me. To my surprise after over 5 years it still plays! I'm going to set it up, record it on video just in case it quits and I never get to hear her again. I know I'm not the first person that will have lost a friend. Kim is one among many friends I've lost over the years. But none will hurt me as much as loosing Kim. I've got a couple friends that I've had longer that mean just as much to me, Scottie and Lisa. But to watch a good person die little by little is so hard. Kim, we gave it our best girlfriend. We tried. I tried. Rest in peace when it's your time to go on. Always know that you will never be forgotten and that you were loved. This was Kim and myself the morning of the transplant. Do we look like either of us were scared? Don't you just love those matching outfits of ours!    

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Mr. Skeeterbait8 3 week photos!

Time to show off my hubby. Hubby aka Mr. Skeeterbait8. He got lucky and went before me to have his surgery. 3 weeks to the day later I went in. These photos were taken to show how well he is doing. LUCKY DOG! :thumbup:       For being only 3 weeks out I'm really proud of him.

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I must be full of CRAP!

OK, so my normal is not the same as everybody elses. Never has been, but that's normal for me. I'm eating less, working out more (I actually dug out my poor Recumbent bike!) and have been walking on the treadmill at least twice a day. AND I'm gaining weight!:tt2::cursing::eek::cursing::eek: I'm hoping that by the time I go back up to Hazard for my first fill that I've at least dropped some. :wub: AND I mean that in both ways! Weight and poop! Maybe it is time to help things along by getting out the exlax??? ONLY if I don't go on my own will I take a laxitive. I don't feel bad, I don't feel packed... (I've had that feeling before after the kidney transplant). So I'm not really worried that anything is wrong. IT just makes me so darn mad that hubby will get on the scales and can actually see a loss............ ME I GAIN! :mad::mad2::cursing:

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I feel like crying if I thought that would help.

At first I thought, this will be great, hubby and I will go through this together, watch each other go from HUGE to smaller, normal size people. Well that isn't happening. At least not for me it isn't. Now with him.... WOW! He's already lost 58+ pounds! :thumbup:   I'm not doing so good. IN fact at the last appointment (Thursday) I had gained 1.5 pounds! AND we are more or less eating the same things! I HATE MY BODY! :rolleyes2: :rolleyes2: :thumbup: HATE IT! :cursing: :cursing: :cursing:   I'm keeping a food journal now to prove that I'm not cheating. I know I could get off my A$$ and move more, but it hurts so much that do to the 1/2 to one mile that i do get in is about all I can do for now.   Please Lord give me the strength to get this fat off before I die.

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I did it! I walked 1.81 miles!

Ok, so I'm proud of myself! It's not a marathon, but for me it might as well have been. 6 years ago we did that walk several times a week. That was then. Now, well lets just say I did it! I DID IT! Now why such an odd number? That is the distance from my front door to make the loop. I leave out on my road, take another road till it goes to the 4 lane, then right again till I come back to the other end of my road, then back home. According to the car/truck it is 2 full miles. BUT according to the GPS it is only 1.81 miles round trip. Didn't do it in record breaking time..... but hey I did it! Beats the hell out of nothing at all! AND I'm keeping a full record of anything that goes in my mouth. I'll get this fat off one way or another.:redface:

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Getting sooooooooo close!

I'm so excited...... today is Sunday and my surgery is Friday! I still get :confused: at myself for being excited over going under the knife. But it is going to be such a change for me. I need this so bad. I'm looking forward to the day that I don't feel that need to eat all the time. Hubby was a food addict. Now, well he almost has to force himself to eat! To me that is amazing to even think of. Almost there!

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First full day with my band!

I'll admit, when I first woke up in recovery, the thought ran through my mind - WHAT did I do to myself!!! Was I crazy??? But it seems that there were a lot of people that had problems getting pain undercontrol. But after Demeral (sp), Morphine & Liquid Lortab it finally eased off. I was beginning to wonder if anything was going ti kill it. I've laid around a lot today. I've walked some, just inside house. From room to room and up and down. Seems like I belched up more gas yesterday than I have today. I know when hubby had this done he was REALLY gassy. AND I do mean REALLY! Jar the windows blast. :mad2: I know that tomorrow he needs to go to Wally World to stock up on stuff to pack in his lunch for work. AND he has informed me that I'm going with him. I'll admit that it will do me good to do more walking and at least it will be level and inside and not to cold/hot. I'll let you know how that goes later on tomorrow evening. So bye for now. I'm heading back to the couch. :ohmy:

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Dreading this weekend.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a child hater or anything like that. I actually like kids. :thumbup: But it has been just me and hubby for so long now that I prefer it being just us.:sneaky: My "baby" will be 30:scared2: in September so it's been a really long time around younger kids 24/7. But I have to keep telling myself, it will only be until Sunday... only until Sunday.:crying: At least there will be stuff to do. Michael is bringing up his ATV and we will be heading out in the morning to go riding. :thumbup: Going to meet up with some friends of ours, Dale, Donna and their two boys. :thumbup: Should be 6 rides hitting the trails in the morning. It should be a good ride, if nobody breaks down. :blushing: I've got to change the oil in both of our Arctic Cats and check the air filters. That will give me something to do today. Now on to the important stuff. I have already screwed up this morning. I ate a big bowl of Special K Red Berries. I knew not to do it, but I did it anyway. :crying: Shoot me now! When will I learn NOT to even buy a box. WHEN?? Oh well..... now to really try and do a lot better the rest of the day. Got to get off my A$$ and get busy, sitting here at this computer sure isn't helping. Catch you later today I hope!

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Could be on national TV!!

I'm getting a little nervous now, it's finally setting in. The thoughts of it scare me to death! Me on NATIONAL TV! That's a hoot. Anybody out there watch the "Outdoor Channel".... Fishers ATV World, it airs on Mondays. Anyhow, they are coming to our part of the world this weekend and I'm serving as one of their guides! (There are only 2 of us) I'm excited, yet scared to death and dreading it. I'm not pretty, YOU can see that. I still have so much to loose before I can even begin to like what I see in the mirror and my big behind is going to be on TV! And to top it off, riding my Arctic Cat ATV on TV! :smilielol5: But one good thing, when it shows shots of us riding I'll have my helmet on and you can't see my face. :hurray: Can't miss the rest of me though. I have no idea of all that they film what will make it to air and what won't. Actually I'd rather not be on TV. I mean face it, they would like to keep their ratings UP.... not scare people off. :yikes: But I do love riding. That's a fact. AND it's something that people of all ages and sizes and conditions can do. The last "family" trip that we rode included members of my family that ranged in age from 13 to 73 (my MOTHER!)!!!! So maybe showing that fat middle aged woman can do it to may be a good thing. I'd love to see more women riding. Everyone in my family rides. And the woman outnumber the guys about 4 to 1 !! I won't have time to get back here till the first part of next week. I'll have photos then to show. One thing for sure, if I'm taking the pic's I'll not be in them! hehehe

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Can I scream now?

Right now I want to scream bloody murder. OK, so maybe I'm being a little impatient, but still..... 12.5 pounds is all that is gone and that is the weight that I was my heighest PRE SURGERY till today.   I'm really bummed. I'm not eating hardly anything and still I'm not loosing. I'm walking more, moving more, working more and so darn little. I'm about to say that it wasn't worth it at this point. Maybe I should have stuck to my guns and waited the 6 months to be smoke free to do the bypass. :thumbdown:

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4.5 lbs. in 2 weeks!

OK, so it isn't a great big huge amount, but it sure beats what I lost the last weigh in! If I had lost an average of that same amount the first month I'd be tickled to death. :glare: I went in yesterday for my second fill. Another 2cc's in my 14cc band. Honestly I still don't feel any big difference. Am I supposed to? Will I? We go back in two weeks for another fill. This next fill will make Jim's 4th fill and my 3rd. He's already up to 5 cc. Lori slows down after the first two fills. The first two she will put 2cc's, after that it is 1cc. I hope how soon I feel something is different. This is pure hell knowing that I've got this band around my stomach yet at the same time not really feeling any difference! That is just so not fair. And as tickled as I was with my 4.5 lb loss hubby has lost yet another 5 lb in that same time period. NEXT time I'll do what it takes to loose more than him, even if it is only by 1/2 pound! MORE is more by any tiny amount! :tt2::tt2::tt2::tt2::tt2: So if you don't hear from me for two weeks you will know why. I'm working very hard on trying to out loose hubby! :w00t:

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