I just survived my kid's birthday party. It was epic. I should have napped, but with everything to do, I just didn't get the chance. So midway through the party, I began to feel quite ill. I started feeling disoriented, like I was going to collapse. At one point, I had trouble with my vision, where it seemed like things were blurry and aura-like, almost like a migraine. My friends and the kid's father helped with the clean-up. I wasn't feeling too good on the ride home. When I got inside, I just crashed on the recliner. I know I needed sleep, but instead I just vegged out in front of the tv, watching stuff from the dvr for 2 hours. This is so not like me. So I went to bed. And despite desperately needing to do at least 5 action items this morning, I only completed one (granted, it's only 8:30 a.m. on Sunday) and I'm heading back to sleep. The scale told me that I've lost 4.9 pounds in one week. What!? I've been tracking it daily, so I know it's not a 1-day water variation. Wow. And even with strength training 2x week. In fact, the Aria scale says I gained .8 lb in lean mass over 2 days. This is a big deal. It means that I'm doing it right. I hope to keep it up. And that includes more rest.
Pat on the back to me for resisting the cake - just had a little bit of icing, instead. Yippee! Gotta celebrate all the good!
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Friday, January 22, 2016
Back to it
I received a serious health diagnosis last year. Interesting to learn that my liver is not doing well and that my digestive and endocrine systems are off. All of these euphemisms to describe what's going on. But essentially I was told I wouldn't live out my 7 year old daughter's favorite play acting where I'm babysitting her kids. So the good news is that I'm at Mayo Clinic, where the word "unique" does not feel like a compliment.
The working hypothesis is that a significantly lower BMI will help my liver to regenerate. Unfortunately, the converse could occur and my liver could conk out. But we'll be monitoring the weight loss and my weight.
So I'm undergoing a bariatric surgery called gastric sleeve, where they'll remove 80% of my stomach. At the same time, they'll remove my gallbladder and biopsy my liver, possibly removing parts of weird spots. Inpatient 5 days.
But I'm staying really positive, hoping that Mayo Clinic is being very conservative. My hope is that it's going to be the best of all scenarios. I'm not even 40 and I'm a single mom.
I'm doing really well on my weight loss. I had to maintain my weight really high (36 BMI) until surgery was approved on 12/31/2015. I've done remarkably, focusing equally on behavior modification, nutrition changes (Mayo Clinic Diet), cardio, and strength training.
This is God's 2nd chance at life and I'm taking it. If God wants to give me the chance to babysit my grandbabies, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure I won't be missing it. There will be no better babysitter.
The working hypothesis is that a significantly lower BMI will help my liver to regenerate. Unfortunately, the converse could occur and my liver could conk out. But we'll be monitoring the weight loss and my weight.
So I'm undergoing a bariatric surgery called gastric sleeve, where they'll remove 80% of my stomach. At the same time, they'll remove my gallbladder and biopsy my liver, possibly removing parts of weird spots. Inpatient 5 days.
But I'm staying really positive, hoping that Mayo Clinic is being very conservative. My hope is that it's going to be the best of all scenarios. I'm not even 40 and I'm a single mom.
I'm doing really well on my weight loss. I had to maintain my weight really high (36 BMI) until surgery was approved on 12/31/2015. I've done remarkably, focusing equally on behavior modification, nutrition changes (Mayo Clinic Diet), cardio, and strength training.
This is God's 2nd chance at life and I'm taking it. If God wants to give me the chance to babysit my grandbabies, I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure I won't be missing it. There will be no better babysitter.
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