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Had quite an interesting day yesterday. Besides my shoes rebelling and deciding to be too big, a lot of other things are now too big. I was aware that my underwear was getting a bit big for me, but just forgot to pick up new pairs. This finally bit me. So yesterday, my underwear fell while i was at work. And not, slide down my butt slightly, but like full on dived for the floor falling. They wanted to be free and only my thunder thighs stopped their descent. Thankfully it was end of day and i was walking to my car at the time, so all I had to do was keep my thighs close to stop them from falling into view of the bottom of my dress until i got into my car. Which was interesting since it was not only storming ( so i was wrestling with an umbrella) but i was juggling a bunch of bulky bags too. And seeing as I park not only in full view of the building, but my boss's office as well, I couldn't reach and pull them up. -_-.

I am back on track after a few stale mates. I am having trouble finding clothes to wear at the rate I am losing. I don't want to keep going out to buy new stuff only for a month or less. such a problem I know. I do frequent second hand stores and the like. I saw a couple of submissions about people falling off the wagon...stay strong and get back on. We're all human I have had a couple of falls for ice cream ( and I'm not such an ice cream lover ...go figure) . But the devil made me do it LOL !!

So I used to do Pilates and loved the feeling of being stretched and limber afterwards. I decided to do a quick Pilates video and the first move was to lay down on the floor on your back and pull up your legs at a 90 degree angle. Easy enough right? Not when it feels like your tailbone is sitting on top of a metal rod!!!! I couldn't lay down properly. So I tried the next move, lay on your side to lift your top leg up and forward. OUCH! It hurt my hip bone!!! Then I rolled over to the other side to check, felt the same. Am I destined to get my stretches one standing up? Hurts way too much to be laying on my bones, they feel bruised and/or like I said, laying on a metal rod. Anyone else have this happen to them? Maybe it's weight loss? Maybe it's my age? I don't know!

What doctor (or qualified medical professional) makes his or her patient believe that he or she is going to have dramatic weight loss right off the bat and lose all his or her weight in a matter of weeks? I sware, there is a poster that is shocked that he or she hasn't lost 30 pounds the first month almost every day. It makes me wonder what some of these pre-op conversations are like, or if people just hear what they want to hear...

If an alcoholic came to a support group and confessed to drinking, support would come in the form of a come to Jesus, get-real tough conversation. Same if a drug addict relapsed. But when morbidly obese people, who have been given a tremendous opportunity no less, make terrible decisions, "good" support comes in the form of telling them they will be okay and that everyone is human because doing what you are supposed to do is hard. What a world we live in!

I have now officially lost 200 pounds! Only 17 to go!

The players may change, but the BP game is always the same...

I got home late last night from an exhausting nine-day work trip to Tampa. Even with all the disruption to my normal routines, I still lost a little over 1 pound (and I had red wine every day of trip). My partner was able to go with me, thank goodness. My weight loss journey and transformation was a central focus and topic of conversation the entire time as I have known many of these colleagues for 10 years or more. As has always been the case during my journey, I answered questions honestly and spoke of my pre-op, surgery, and post-op experiences. I got nothing but support, congratulations, and best wishes from anyone. And one person even confided in me that my success has given her the confidence to schedule an appointment with her PCP to talk about WLS. This is why I have been transparent. That decision may not be for everyone, but I will certainly never regret it. Now, I move onward (thankful that I am back home and I can settle into my normal food and drink routine!).

Good morning from Hanoi, Vietnam. As I was entering Vietnam last night, I had to go through an interrogation because I have lost so much weight, they didn't think that my passport picture was me. Annoying and flattering all at the same time!