Weight: 275.5 lbs.
I deserved to gain weight, and I did. I haven’t exactly been eating lightly lately and, aside from the now-daily barfing, I have put more in than has come out. Today included, I think.
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 June 3rd, 2009 |  Categories: Barfing, Complications, Diet and Nutrition, Eating Out, Exercise (Post-Surgery), Returning to Work |  7 comments Weight: 275 lbs. So I went to the doctor, who agreed that I have an infection in my chest cavity from the groshong’s removal and prescribed an antibiotic and hot compresses. Fortunately for both of us, he didn’t press too hard on my sore parts and was satisfied with a largely visual inspection of my boo-boos. June 2nd, 2009 | Categories: Barfing, Complications, Diet and Nutrition, Doctor Visits, Eating Out, Post-Surgery, Returning to Work | Leave a comment Weight: 277 lbs. There seems to be a theme of stupid food choices in my life this weekend and, given the title of today’s entry, you’ve probably already guessed the punchline. But, before I grouse about eating too much or the wrong things, I need to complain about the nasty swelling and pain I am having where the groshong was removed. I have noticed that I continue to have marble-sized nodules in my neck and, last night, that my chest area was also hard, swollen, and painful where the catheter had been removed. Plus, the dime-sized sore where the vena cava filter was supposedly installed in my neck was bulging and swollen as if being pushed out by the marbly swelling behind it. May 31st, 2009 | Categories: Barfing, Complications, Diet and Nutrition, Doctor Visits, Eating Out, Post-Surgery | One comment Weight: 277 lbs. Well, there’s always the first time for a good upchuck. Mine came during a church fundraiser where Tom, Zoe, Dennis, and I enjoyed the requisite chicken barbeque. It didn’t take me but a few bites to realize the error of my ways, and I barely made it into the bathroom in time to very purposely attempt to get it just as quickly out of me. I had that horrible stuck, overly full, nauseated, puke-o feeling that made me know that only one solution existed. I felt like a fat bulimic and hoped no one came into the bathroom or heard me through the doors as I did what I must. Weight: 281 lbs. So, yesterday Tom and I spent countless hours at the casino with our friends, Barb and Rick, as had been planned and looked forward to for some time. As is typical, gambling-wise, we won, and lost, and won, and lost, and lost. And lost. May 25th, 2009 | Categories: Barfing, Diet and Nutrition, Eating Out, Emotional Support, Post-Surgery | 2 comments Weight: 280 lbs. My first simple pleasure is the incredible feeling of having lost another pound, despite yesterday’s hedonistic indulgences! I will try hard to remember that the stall of about a week ago was in fact only a discouragingly temporary state, and that indeed, there is life after “plateau.” I know that this is a common concern and subject in support group circles, and I hope anyone reading here and noting my daily weigh in results, will take heart from me. Hell, I hope that I will take heart from me the next time I find myself stalled! May 24th, 2009 | Categories: Barfing, Complications, Diet and Nutrition, Eating Out, Post-Surgery | Leave a comment At-home weight: 287.5 lbs. So, I seem to be progressing well, food wise. In Thursday’s appointment, “M” gave me official permission to eat small quantifies of whatever foods my stomach tolerated, and that is what I’m doing. Nine days post-operative, my diet consists of: water; power protein drinks; soups (broths and tomato and milk for added protein); skim chocolate milk; small bits of cottage cheese (low-fat); low sugar and low fat yogurts of all flavors - blended; applesauce (decreased sugar and/or organic); low sugar juices; water; baby food (some yum, some yuk!) and water. Oh, and I just introduced a tiny bit of scrambled egg (mushy, with milk) and yesterday, downed some well chewed chicken salad (store bought) although technically this was a no-no due to the chunky texture and high fat mayo. No problems, though, and the only urpee experience I’ve had at all to date came at the hands of a jar of Gerber Stage 2 baby food - Chicken and Rice Dinner. Maybe it was the carrots or maybe it was because I realized: “Ew, I’m eating f***ing baby food!” May 9th, 2009 | Categories: Barfing, Complications, Diet and Nutrition, Doctor Visits, Post-Surgery | Leave a comment |
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