Hey, all-its been a bit….ok a long bit. I decided to come back here and start writing again for two reasons. One….My domain was renewed and I needed to justify the expense. Two, I have been writing a lot more in my journals and thought maybe this would be a good outlet. It used to be something I so enjoyed so why not try again.
I honestly can’t wait to update you all on my chickens….my girls how I love them, my gardens…yes plural I may be obsessed with them, and all things our home. Yet, I think the thing I need to bring everyone up to speed on is me!
This past November I had a vertical gastric sleeve…or bariatric surgery. Most people used to call this weight loss surgery but bariatric is the more correct name. In this surgery, I opted with my doctor to have a large part of my stomach removed leaving me with a sleeve-like stomach. For those that know me this may have seemed like a quick decision…but oh no not all. It was more that when I made up my mind…It was on! This was something I have been considering since I turned 39..I kept saying if I don’t lose the weight in a year I would consider it….Well, this year at my physical I asked about weight loss drugs….but once I did my research-just like any good historian would. I realized that was not the best option for me and got the ball rolling on the VSG (Vertical Sleeve Gastroectomy).
I wish I could say I took the easy way out….but there wasn’t anything easy about what I did. There were about ten different appointments and checkups I had to go to. A two-week special mainly liquid diet I had to follow before surgery, a two-week only liquid diet after, and then a graduated diet leading up to being able to eat “normal” foods again. Want to know the crazy part…its actually harder to know that I can eat whatever I want than it was just doing liquids. I have had to change my entire relationship with eating and it is one hell of a mind fuck for sure!!!
I have lost 50 pounds…well closer to 55 now and have lost about 2-3 sizes. Anyone who wears women’s clothes knows just how crazy different sizes are. I have gone from a 20…and sometimes barely squeezing in to fitting into mainly 16 on the bottoms and 14/16 on the top. It is crazy how much my body has changed. See below
That said it’s hard work each and every day-which I think is why I decided to come back to this space. I got a lot of comfort from journaling on my old blog, not just about trying to lose weight but about life in general. It helped me realize there was more to me than just weight loss and that it’s okay to talk about it. I think people shy away from discussions of weight because they are so personal. It’s too bad we can’t talk more openly…but let’s be real even after years and years of therapy I still sometimes can’t talk about it…so maybe that is why I like to hide behind my computer a bit when I talk about it.
So my hope is to share some of what I am doing for my mental health, what I am doing to get healthier in ways other than losing weight, and the things that bring me joy in this world. I am glad to be back and hope you stick around for the journey! Maybe we can grab a protein coffee and catch up!
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