update

Sorry it took me so long to update, but here I am. It has been 11 days since surgery and I feel great. I can lay on my stomach now and I have yet to puke! I am so scared of puking, I hope it never happens. I tried some runny mashed potatoes today and kept them down but only had 3 bites, so not much. I officially start soft foods Thursday. I must admit I am a little scared. I go in on Friday for my two week check up and I will find out how much I have lost. I am excited!

Anyone who says this surgery is the easy way out is a fucking liar! This has been very hard. I never realized how much I looked to food for comfort, but obviously that is why I was a fat ass. I know the next 6 months will be filled with highs and lows and I am trying to prepare myself for that. I must say I think I am doing pretty good thus far though. I will try to post some pics for everyone to see my progress.

YAY 4 ME!!

I am proud to announce that today I am able to wipe my own ass!!!! This makes me very happy!!!

4 Days Out...

I am 4 days post-opt and I must say each day does get a little better. I am sore, kind of like I have been in a bad car wreck or something. I feel very dependent on other people and I don't like that. I like to be in control, but for now I am not. I can't even wipe my own ass! I know it's gross, but I can not. So as humiliating as it sounds my husband has had to wipe my ass. I tried using a long wooden spoon and then wrapping wet one's around it, but that doesn't get you entirely clean. So Mike being the greatest guy on earth, is more than willing to wipe my fat ass. I love him. He has been very good to me during this.

I hear the soreness that I am feeling now, lasts about two weeks, so hopefully by my two week check up on March 4, I am feeling much better. I did just have major surgery, so maybe my expectations were a little high.

The hardest thing so far, is consuming 64 oz. of fluid a day. It's hard, but I do my best. Also I can't sleep on my side or stomach, it hurts too much. That sucks for me cuz I am not a back sleeper, but I am adjusting.

I am home

I came home today at about 10:30 am. I am a little sore, but nothing I can't handle. The first day I thought I was going to die. I could not get comfortable, and I was very achy. The hospital staff were all so great. I had several vistors the first day, but I was so out of it, I don't really remember them being there. I got flowers from Kelli, Sean and Cindy, and Nancy. I am pretty sleepy so I will try to write more later.

Today Is The Day

I go in for surgery at 7 a.m. this morning. I have to be there in a hour at 5. Last night I called all my friends and family and told them I loved them. Mike and I just laid in bed for a hour or more just holding each other and kissing. I broke down and finally admitted to him I was scared, he admitted he was scared too. We cried, felt better, and went to sleep. I have complete confidence in Dr. Gorospe, I just know there is always a chance something could go wrong. But really there is that chance in every day life. So here I go...

Hi, I Am Christy And I Love Food.

Last night I went to Dr. Gorospe's weight loss support group, he requires that you attend one before you have the surgery. My Mom and my husband accompanied me. I thought it was great. First they have a Q and A part where anyone can ask Dr. Gorospe any questions they may have. It did kind of get annoying that most of the questions being asked were answered in the welcome packet, if they had just read through it. But apparently that is too much to ask for. The day I got my welcome packet, I tore through it and read every single piece of paper in there. I wanted to go in there knowing all I could know. But the people asking the questions last night didn't seem to have the same thirst for knowledge as I did. Dr. Gorospe was very patient and answered everyone's questions. Then his brother-in-law spoke, I am not really sure why he was a speaker....but he was. He didn't really say or do much. After him was a testimonial. A woman named Twyla and her husband spoke. She had the surgery two years ago, on the day of surgery she was 250 lbs. She said the night before she got really sick because she had diabetes and her blood sugar dropped dangerously low,so she almost backed out of surgery. Her husband called the hospital and they told her to get in there and they could fix that for her,so ended up having the surgery and now weighs 120 lbs and is happy and healthy. So she was urging everyone do what is best for them and to be healthy and stuff. After she spoke they passed around the microphone and had everyone tell how much they have lost, date of surgery,and who their insurance carrier was. All in all, I though it was a great meeting.

Help Please!!!

Do any of you know how to add links to this page? I want to link other blogs, but I can't figure it out. .... I AM AN IDIOT. There I said it! I feel so much better.

Nytol Will Help You Get Your ZZZ's.

Friday night I went in for my sleep study to see if I have sleep apnea. The sleep clinic here in Tulsa is awesome. The staff seemed really nice. My technician (nurse) for the night had just had gastric bypass surgery 7 months ago and had lost 107 lbs. I thought that was awesome. I believe her name was Tammie and she did everything in her power to assure me that I am doing the right thing.

Okay, so for the study they make you sit in this bedroom and watch t.v. for about an hour so you can calm down and get in sleep mode.I watched 'Cher's farewell Tour' and VH1's 'Best Week Ever'. Then the nurse comes in and puts all these electrodes all over my head. I have a head full of really long hair, so that was no easy task. Then they had me get in bed and get comfortable and go to sleep. Hello...I have fifty billion electrodes in my hair...how in the hell am I suppose to be comfortable? Well eventually I did fall asleep. About half way through the night they came and hooked me up to a CPAP machine, because of course like most other fat people, I have sleep apnea. The mask they had me wear sucked ass. I am not going to lie to you, it's not a pleasant thing. I mean it's just odd to sleep with something covering your nose and I could hear the air circulating in the mask. I am a side or stomach sleeper, so every time I would move to my side that would create an air pocket in the mask and you could hear the air just pushing it's way out. It was annoying. But somehow I fell asleep. About 5:30 in the morning Tammie came and woke me up pulled all of the electrodes out of my hair and I went home. I will say the bed they have in the room is the most comfy bed ever!

So I am sure my sleep apnea is weight related, just like everything else. I am sure once I lose some poundage it will go away. But because I have it now, Tammie said they will probably put me in ICU after surgery just to make sure everything is okay. She said that is a good thing though, because they spoil you like rotten. YAY!!!

I am getting nervous

My surgery is officially one week away and I am freaking myself out. I keep thinking about the what if's. I know that Dr. Gorospe is one of the best out there, but I am still freaking myself out. What if I never get to see my nephew again? I love that kid so much. He is so darn cute and says the silliest things. It's been so great to be a part of his life and help raise him. I am not saying I personally helped, but with Rob (my brother, and Rayus's father), and my Mom we have tried to raise Rayus as best we can. He is only 4, but I can see that he has so much promise. Besides my husband, Rayus is the most important man in my life.

I also think about my husband. He has insecure moments and I worry that if the surgery is successful, and I do get skinny, that he will always be wondering if I am running around on him. I don't think he understands that I love him. No one can change that. Not to mention Michael fell in love with me when I was fat, so I know that he wasn't with me just because I was hot. lol But I am pretty damn cute for a fat girl.

I think I am getting so nervous about everything because I have never had surgery before, so I am sure I am making it much worse than it really is. I think I will feel much better after I go to the support group meeting Monday night. My Mom is going with me as well.

My friends have all been so great through all of this. They are all supportive and are my cheerleaders. My friend Bobbi says she will be there when I wake up and she wants to document this whole process, the good, the bad and the nasty. That should be fun..or not.

I have heard people say they couldn't wipe their butt after the surgery and this worries me. I will not let my husband wipe my butt, sorry I can't do it. So I have been working on wiping my but without twisting at all, so far I am not sure I will be able to do it, but I am still working on it. I have short arms, so I might have to just use a wooden spoon and some wetone's or something. (sorry for the grossness kids, but hey it's a part of the surgery)

Last Supper

About 15 of us went to Abuelo's last night. It was Sean, Emmy, her daughter, Kathlynn, Bobbi, Shawna, Patrick, Me, Mike, Amanda, Addison, Larry, Rayus, Rob, Michele, and my Mama. I had two cheese enchiladas a la carte. I love them. And all the chips and salsa I could eat! I love chips and salsa. I think that's why I love Mexican food. Honestly. Abuelo's chips are so yummy. They are thin and light not thick and nasty. It was nice to get some of my friends together. My Mom, being the scrapbooker that she is, took a lot of pictures of everyone. But no one really seemed to mind. I tried to get Emmy to sing for my Mom, but she wouldn't do it.

On Saturday Bobbi and Emmy are hosting a pot luck for me, so I guess that's really my Last Supper.

Can Ya Breathe?

Yesterday I saw Dr. Worley, the pulmonologist. He was super nice. I was there for entirely too damn long. I got there at 12:45, my appointment was at 1, I waited 30 mins just for them to call my name to go to the back and then waited on the doctor for an hour! That's a little long in my opinion. But Dr. Worley says my asthma is much worse than I thought. He says I need more aggressive treatment, so he put me on Singulair, and Advair. So maybe it will get better. He also wants me to do a sleep study, because he thinks I might have sleep apnea. But he says I am fine for surgery. I missed my appointment with the dietitian because I was at Dr. Worley's office til well after 3!

I Fooled Her....

I went to Dr. Cashman for my psychiatric evaluation on Saturday. She was super nice and she had the wls herself. She looked fantastic. She asked me questions like "Why did you decide to have wls?" "When did you start gaining weight?" "Is anyone else in your family overweight?" "Any drug or alcohol problems?" Just general questions like that. She approved me, she said I wasn't crazy, which surprised me and my friends and family. LMAO.
Tomorrow I finish up my testing and have my "Last Supper." I will update more then.

Its me, Pokey!! 

Tests

On Wednesday I went to Southcrest hospital for my pre-op and gallbladder ultrasound. Those were easy. The gallbladder technician can't tell you whether you have stones or not, so I have no clue if I get to keep my gallbladder or not. The pre-op is a breeze. This really nice lady talks to you about everything you have to do for the surgery and what to expect. They also draw five vials of blood, but that's no biggie. Later that afternoon I went to get my stomach scope done. That was pretty easy. They just knock you out and you wake up gagging on a tube down your throat. But afterwards I didn't feel to well. Especially the next day. I felt nauseous all day, it was not good.
Thursday I went to the cardiologist. He was kind of an ass. I only lasted 4 and a half minuets on the treadmill, his response to this was "That was pathetic." Like I didn't already know that ass! Then later he said "Oh are you engaged?"
I said "Yes and we live together. We consider ourselves married."
"Well I am glad I am not your father." was his reply.
Okay ass. So yeah , I was not impressed with Dr. Dobratz at all. So if I ever have heart trouble I will be sure to not go to him.
My last test is on Tuesday, Feb 8th. I go to Dr. Worley so he can check my lungs.