Out 1 Month

It is official...I am 1 month out from my surgery date! Woo-Hoo! It has been a long month.

Today, I can begin trying foods that are not pureed. I am excited and scared at the same time. I haven't gotten sick at all (which I am truly thankful for) and I don't want to get sick either, so my courage is a little low.

So far, I have had scrambled eggs, chili, and a few shrimp with no problems. People, I am talking one egg scrambled with water to make it thinner, chili that I have mushed up with my spoon, and 3 shrimp that I chewed till they were unrecognizable in my mouth (gross, I know- but true). I have been waiting for this day to come and now that it's here I'm scared to death! I hate, hate throwing up. I think I'll try a baked potato later tonight and see how that goes. Sometimes, even with the pureed stuff I sit down and can only seem to get in two or three bites of something, then other times I can eat more. For instance, I made grits this morning, which I love, and I couldn't eat but three or four bites before I thought that I was gonna barf, so I stopped at that. What a breakfast man! Then I worked on my protein shake for the morning, which I've made to taste like an Orange Julius! For lunch, I heated up chili that we made over the weekend and was able to eat about 3/4 of a cup of that. I seem to get better at the eating thing as the day progresses.

For those who are dying to know, I have lost 29 pounds since beginning my liquid diet 6 weeks ago. I hate the number, I wish it was bigger, a lot bigger. I almost cried when I went for my check-up after surgery...the scale said that I had only lost 2.5 lbs since my surgery date! I looked at Dh and said, "I went through all that for 2.5 lbs!" I managed to hold it together till we got home, then lost it. 2.5lbs! Now, I must tell you that 1- that is totally normal, because your body goes in to shock and holds the weight like a favorite blankie and 2-The Dr's look at the total weight loss, which was that day 18lbs, so....I guess it's relative, as Dh reminds me. But, it hurt. I had thought the number was going to be this huge thing that would astound me, boy was I wrong. My good friend over at Life at La Geron told me measure my success by my clothes, not the numbers...of course this was after she and I went and got on her scale to see my progress. That was last week and I don't have a scale yet, so we are all in the dark as to what it is today.

I'm happy with the 29 lbs and my clothes, well...let's just say that the jeans I wore to my pre-op appointment are very large now. I discovered yesterday that I can take them off with out unbuttoning them! I'll take that as progress for sure! Oh, and my wedding band is already falling off my fingers...I'm not sure what we are going to do about that....I might resort to the string thing, like we did in high school for our boyfriend's class ring.