Showing posts with label weight loss surgery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weight loss surgery. Show all posts

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Patient Panel

This past Wednesday night was our monthy support group meeting. This month, all three groups (Ogden, Orem, and Salt Lake) met together, and the office education team put together a panel of patients to tell about their weight loss journeys and their decision to have surgery, and to relate some of the things they have learned along the way. I was asked six or seven weeks ago to be a member of this panel, and was delighted to do so. Every time I get asked about my surgery and/or my weight loss, I am more passionate about sharing my thoughts and feelings and educating others about the importance of maintaining a healthy weight and of getting help when you are unable to do it on your own. As I mentioned during my presentation, I feel like I have been given a great gift - I got my life back - and I feel a great obligation and desire to share what I have been given and my gratitude for it.

For our support group meeting, each panel member was also asked to provide several "before and after" photos to be put into a slide show. It was very interesting to go back through the pics that are on my computer. I looked at photos of me taken over the past five years (there were not too many) and wondered "Who was that woman?" One that I sent (that didn't get used) was a wedding photo of me and Jack, and as I looked at that tiny, happy girl I realized that I could see her in the pics of me today. What a great feeling that is! Jack took many pictures of me the night of support group. I'll just share a few....

Ready for support group panel 11-9-11

"I need to share,,,," Support group 11-9-11

At support group 11-9-11 with before and after slides

Responding to a question, Support group 11-9-11

Just for fun, here's the wedding photo - June 1969

Monday, August 29, 2011

Good News

Well, I had my every-four-month appointment with my endocrinologist this morning. He's the one who watches my diabetes and my cholesterol, triglyceride, and enzyme levels. He is also the doctor who recommended I have my gastric bypass and suggested my surgical team. Since my last visit with him was only about six weeks after my surgery, today's results (from the labwork he ordered last week) were the first to really reflect what impact the surgery has had on my metabolism. Here's what has happened in the last four months:

He didn't order cholestoral/triglyceride testing this visit, so I have no reports there. In four months my weight has dropped 53 pounds. My blood pressure has dropped from 130/80 to 114/72. My A1c test - measuring average percentage of glucose in your blood stream over the previous 2-3 month period - dropped from 7.5 to 5.0 (readings for non-diabetics can range from 4.5 to 5.7). And here's the really amazing part - my liver enzymes are now only 10% of what they measured four months ago, and are well within normal levels!

Doctor was very well pleased, and I was ecstatic!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Hair today, gone tomorrow....

Or should I say,"Hair yesterday, gone today"? One of the side effects of this surgery, is hair loss. The surgeons' guidebook/instruction manual says that a recovering patient will usually start losing hair at about three months after surgery. It states further that the hair loss should continue for a couple of months, with total hair loss reaching about one-third of the original hair volume. Regrowth would then begin at about the six-month post-surgery mark. I had read this and, intellectually, I knew that it would happen to me. But I've gotta' tell ya' that I wasn't prepared.

All my life, my hair has been very,very fine; but I have always had a lot of that very fine hair. I guess I was even a bit vain about my thick head of hair. Even when I started wearing it short all the time, and even when it went gray, I loved my hair. My gray hair was silvery white, and I loved it when so many people would tell me that I had beautiful platinum hair. It had thinned a bit with age, but there was still plenty of it. When I started losing hair by the handful about two-and-a-half months after surgery, I was a bit shocked. For almost three months my hair kept falling out. I would blow it dry after gently washing it, and a whole little cloud of silver would float down to the floor. At the end of every shower I would pull a wad of white hair from the drain grate. I was continually brushing hair from my clothes. I thought it would never stop falling out!

Finally, about two weeks ago, the hair loss began to slow down and I started losing less and less every day. I have been assessing the total damage. For one thing, instead of losing about one-third of my original hair volume, I have no more than about one-third of that beginning volume left on my head. For another thing, the hair that has fallen out has been my most beautiful platimum hair, and I am left with very fine and very thin medium blond hair shot through with darker gun-metal gray. My friend and hairdresser came up with a cut and style that will allow me to create a bit of fullness with little stress on my hair, and introduced me to hair products formulated to strengthen and help rebuild very thin hair.

In another twelve days I will reach my six-month mark, and I am waiting for the regrowth to begin. I guess I'll have to just wait and see what happens. I am hoping to have a full head of hair again by my one year "surgiversary" next March, and hoping against hope that what grows back will be that nice silvery white color that I have lost. I must admit, though, that even if my hair stays very thin and dark gray-blond, I am so happy with all the positive changes in my body that it will take a lot more than thin, non-platinum hair to get me down. It's a small price to pay for finding myself again.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The new "old" me

One hundred pounds! One hundred pounds have gone away. I can hardly fathom that amount of weight. Let's see, that is only five pounds less than three large bags of dog food. It is two-and-a-half bags of water softener salt pellets. It is four of my granddaughter Ellie. It is 10 10-pound bags of flour. It is a whole side of pork. Wherever did that fit on my 4'11" small-boned body?

Oh yeah, take a look at my "before surgery" photos. I guess that shows it. I don't even know that woman anymore. I never did know her, really. Every time I saw myself in the mirror or in a photo, it would take me a minute to recognize that it was me. In my own mind, I was still the tiny self who used to exist. In my mind, that tiny person was the "real" me. For the past month or two, I have been able to see that real me - at least someone very similar to her - looking back at me. I still have a bit more weight to lose before she will be here truly, but I'm now a hundred pounds closer than I was at the beginning of 2011. And that is a major big deal!!!

So good-bye to that 100 pounds. Never will I see you again!

Monday, March 21, 2011

Class tonight

The surgical group my surgeon is a part of was one of the pioneering practices in weight loss surgeries. It is all they do. One thing they have come to be really big on is education, both before and after surgery. I was required to attend three different classes about the procedure - pros and cons and what to expect - before one of their doctors would even perform the operation. A follow-up that is held at their center, and which they strongly recommend during the first month or two, is a group class with a licensed clinical social worker. The therapist who works with them had gastric bypass surgery herself almost six years ago and devotes part of her practice to helping those who have also had (or are planning to have) weight loss surgery.

There were five of us there at her class tonight (with our support people in tow). Three of us had the surgery a month or less ago. I very much enjoyed hearing what the therapist had to say about recognizing the things that would be "hazards" to reaching our weight loss goals and learning the best way for us to deal with the hazards. I also enjoyed the various comments made by others in attendance. Know what I gleaned from the whole thing? No one but you can be responsible for your success or failure on this journey, because you, and you alone, determine what your attitude is and what it will be. No matter what anyone else says or does or puts in front of you, the attitude you choose to take will determine what you will or will not do. I was reminded of something I heard someone say in a support group meeting back in November that struck a chord with me enough that I wrote it down.


It may be hard, but I risked my life to do this,

and I'm not going to mess it up.


I'm going to print that on card stock and hang it on my wall. Attitude is everything.