Shavona

I changed the color, sorry about that.

My surgery went great. Following everything to a T. Still very sore, hopeing it will go away soon.

Ok the day of surgery. Well the nite before I did not sleep at all, I was too excited to even think of sleep. My husband, Mother-in-law and I get up around 5 to get out of the house and head to the hospital. We arrive there about 5:40 in the morning. I get called to fill out some paperwork. Sit in the waiting room for like ever. Finally they call me and move me upstairs in the waiting room with my bed and such. They take some blood and the nurse tells me I have to pee in a cup so she can see if I am pregnant or not. Yeah this didn't go so well. I told her good luck, I haven't had anything to drink since midnight and you really think I can go for you. I told her she better just forget it and I know that I am not pregnant. After that she takes my blood pressure and the machince is going crazy it pumps up and then down and keep doing this, it is not reading my blood pressure. One more time it pumps up and keeps going until the damn thing just pops off my arm. Ok there goes my excitiment, and I was thinking this is not going to be good. She decided to take it on my other arm, takes it no problems. She then hookes up the IV and they take me up stairs to like a big waiting room for everyone that is having surgery. Upstairs I meet the with my nurse and the Anesthesiologist and Dr. Brown. It is getting close to 8 in the morning and we head to the surgery room. The move me onto the table and they stick the mask on me and it is lights out. I don't remember anything after that till a nurse was waking me up in recovery about an hour later. When I woke up the pain hitted me hard. I started to cry and think what the hell did I just do. They asked how my pain way and every time I said it was 9. Give me the drugs!!! My mouth was so dry and i asked for ice chips and was so relieve when she said I could have them. The nurse I had in recovery was such a sweetheart and she took good care of me. Till about 10am I stayed in there and they took me down to the room I started in. I got a new nurse his name was Jack, one of the best nurses I think I have ever had. In there I finally got to meet back with my husband and MIL. By this time I was feeling good. I asked to get up and go to the bathroom, he was in total shock. But was like yeah let's get you up. I got up ok and went came back and was like can I get dressed now or do I have to wait. He let me get dressed. i felt fine and I just wanted to go home. After I got dressed my MIL went to fill my meds. As we waited Jack got everything ready so I could go home. When the MIL got back we were heading for the car. I left the hospital around noon. And home when went. At home I do not remember the first day at home, to doped up on drugs I slept most of the day. The second day it was better and I decided I want to get walking so we went to the mall and walked around. Today is the 4th day post- op and I feel 100% better then I did the first day out of surgery. Things are going great. Call the doctor's office today to schedule my next appointment which will be at 4 weeks and I will be getting my first fill. Can't wait!!!

I have no idea why but the last week has been an emotional on for me. I can cry with a drop of a pin. I think a lot of it has to do with my up coming surgery and me being a worry bug. I know everything is going to be ok, but my emotions get the best of me. The last few days have been so much better. Who knows maybe I just needed to cry and get it out. Anyways, the other day I received my letter from the insurance that everything will be covered. I was super excited. The 24th I will start my pre op diet for 3 days and then the 27th is the big day. I will be the first one in that day. Not totally looking forward to being at the hospital at 5:30AM but will be happy to start my new life. And with that I truely mean a new life. The doctor finally gave me my goal weight and I could of slapped him. I like to take small steps and he throws the number out there all at once. 140. I don't even remember being 140, maybe like in the 6 grade. lol So all in all that means I have to 160, when you really think about it I will be losing a person or simply my husband. lol. This will be a journey and I know I can do it. Thanks to a lot of you sharing your story I know I can. Will post later with the results of the pre-op diet..... Stay Tune.

A real tattoo or like a temporary one?? I dunno if I could handle a number on my hand. But it is your life and your body. I watch biggest loser all the time and Jay would take a permaent marker and put his goal on his arm. I like that idea. It would be a constant reminder of what you want and where you came from. I went to the Denver Lights at the Zoo the beginning of this year and it wore me out, so I can imagine seeing the zoo now. As for the planning of meals, I have never been a planner so I am no help there. Good luck on your planning!!!

I think you look great! Congrat on the weight lose. But I would say everything is up to you and where you feel the most comfortable. Good Luck

My surgery is on the 27th. This coming Friday. Tuesday i will start my pre-op diet. I will let you know how the surgery goes.

Hey all, Just moved out here not to long ago and know no one. I am looking for a mentor and soon possibably a workout buddy. I will be having my surgery on the May 27th by Dr. Thomas Brown. Just looking for someone to share in the experience and have someone to be my go to person. Thanks so much!!

When I reach my goal and after some plastic surgery. I will be buying a bikini and wearing it proudly. It will the first time in my whole life.