I’ve done so much changing in the last several months, and one of the biggest was what started in April when I started looking into getting the Gastric Sleeve. When I first went in I weighed in at 419.4 pounds. I did my sleep study and had to go back in the beginning of June to retest. At that point I ballooned out at 429.9 pounds. I’d probably say that I had eaten a lot of beef jerky that day so I was retaining water and salt, and that’s why I was weighing in at so high.
I had another appointment some where down the line and it was about my deviated septum. At that point I had gotten back down too 412 and some change. I was glad to see that I could get myself down again as it was a few months before I would know about when I was going to have the surgery done. With being almost done with my six months with the nutritionalist, I was glad to see that I had gotten a positive on the loss side finally.
As I was getting ready to actually have my surgery, I was called in to get my weight right after it was approved. I weighed in at 400.3 pounds, and I was excited to see that much of a weight loss. Especially since I was excited for this change that was coming for me. The day of my surgery, I never weighed in. So, I’m not exactly sure where I was at during that time, but Monday, December eleventh, I had a bit of weight removed from my stomach, and getting sick on Friday, I went in the emergency room and weighted in at 392.
After that, I was moved seven hours later into a room, where I weighed in at 389. I didn’t think I would lose anything that fast, but it was nice that I did. I think for the next week, my weight didn’t quite lose very fast because after my two week appointment, I was sitting at 384. Not bad for somebody who just happened to be sitting around the house and going out for the occasional walk.
As of today, I’m at a weight of 373. I haven’t been this weight in a few years, and that’s a total of fifty-six point nine pounds that I’ve lost so far. The best part is that I’ve been cleared to do light workouts. I’m ready to get this body working again. For so long, I’ve had this fat in my chest that’s gotten in the way of everything I do. Things like bending down to tie my shoes, to the way I would breathe, it was my obstacle in life.
This has been a good decision on my part, but it hasn’t been without it’s ups and downs. I’m finally past the depression of the way my body feels when I eat, and the regrets of having it done. I know that this was what was needed to save my life. I think that I was about ready to die, part of me probably wanted to die(secretly). I hated that I let my depression come in and make me feel trapped in my own body. I hated looking at myself in the mirror. I hated who and what I became. That’s always the hard part, fighting those demons that make us feel like we are worthless and shitty.
Feeling worthless was a feeling that I battled with for several years. I’m glad that I finally took that and started to change my life around. With a diploma, and a chance to be healthy, I don’t plan on squandering anymore of my life. This is the director, and that’s a wrap.