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Returning to Plumb
Good morning! And what a lovely morning it is! I am finally feeling more like myself!!! This morning I can report that the vertigo is gone, the rumbling has quieted, the fatigue has relented, I successfully returned to work yesterday and, get this: last night I slept over EIGHT HOURS! Whoot! The sleep alone is cause for celebration, I can tell you. I still cannot manage to get two full protein…
Tapping the Brakes
My recovery has been going really well. Incredibly smoothly, actually, Too smoothly. I say that because the ease of my recovery allowed me to forget that I had major surgery. My mind might have forgotten it, but I can tell you that my body had not. On Wednesday, I went back to work at my full-time job. With that job, I work at a desk from home; so, no driving, no lifting, no straining…well,…
First, You Gonna Make a Roux
I grew up in south central Mississippi, about 2.5 hours travel time north of New Orleans. Until 3rd grade, I went to a Catholic school where (I believe) all the nuns were from Louisiana. I’m not cajun and, in spite of having lived in New Orleans for nearly 3 years, would not even claim to be a New Orleanian. I have a tremendous amount of respect for those people and their culture. Too much…
A few days post-op and I'm beginning to grow accustomed to the new way my gut feels and behaves. I'm beginning to, but have quite a way to go yet.
The Positive-Thinking Blog Goddess Has Clay Feet
Alright, to be honest, I have this title because I gave it to myself. I got tired of waiting on you guys to do it and Kathryn Hepburn said that “Well-behaved women rarely make history.” So, I commandeered it. Nobody else was using it, anyway. The tiny little snag is that the title doesn’t exactly fit all of the time – the goddess has feet of clay. Like last night, for instance, this was my…
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Big changes are coming for me and they are approaching quickly. Still, I'm going to take some time to just Be and enjoy things as they are right now.
When I complain about the discomfort of experiencing during this liquid diet, I have to remind myself that when you have eaten whatever you wanted for most of 50 years, you have to pay the piper sometime.
Popeyes Is Dead to Me Now
As I mentioned in an earlier post, a childhood friend once implied that she thought that bariatric surgery was the “easy” way to lose weight. And, to tell the truth, I kind of thought so, too. But we were wrong. This is hard. I have been closely monitored for several months on my weight and eating habits. That’s not easy whether you are preparing for surgery or not. But the part of this process…
The Sound of an Open Box of Cookies
Today I was speaking with a woman who had gastric bypass surgery a year ago and I shared a fear with her – that the surgery won’t work. That I will still wake up and that my first thought will be, “What can I have to eat?” That is literally my first thought every morning. And it accompanies me all day long. “What do I have to snack on?” “What’s for lunch?” “What’s for dinner?” ” I sure could go…
It Is About to Get Real
I have not shared this with you, but over a year ago, I made a big decision. To quote Vivian Ward, “Big. Huge.” I had been feeling very hopeless about my weight and my apparent inability to do anything about it. Really hopeless. The kind of hopeless that sends a person with food issues straight to the snack cake aisle with a big grocery cart – none of that little basket stuff. Nope. Let’s load…
Changing Needs?
Things weren't perfect when I was growing up - I would never say that they were - however, they sure were a lot simpler and I often miss that.
Last night I was thinking about Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs (you know, like you do on Monday. nights) and…. Okay, that’s a lie. I wasn’t thinking about Maslow or his hierarchy at all – at least not at first. The truth is, I couldn’t sleep and in my tossing and turning, I upended a box in my brain where I store Particularly Useless Random Crap. Out of that box came rolling a jingle…Godchaux…
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Forget Ready, Set. Just Go.
This week has been one wake-up call after another. The question is: do I wake or do I hit the snooze button?
It’s been a week of medical offices and State of My Body revelations. And, honestly, it has kinda sucked. I have known that I regained all the weight that I lost in The Great Reduction; however, there’s a difference in knowing it by the size of your pants and knowing by your BMI. My doctor calculated my BMI this week and I nearly fainted. In the words of the Sheriff of Nottingham in Walt…
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Magic 8-Ball....
Are My Boobs Going to Try to Kill Me? Grab a cup of coffee and let’s talk about our Girls. Last year, my sister (my only surviving sibling) was found to be harboring an alien in her chest – breast cancer. Her cancer was caught super early – it was about the size of an early green pea, you know, one of the little ones. Thankfully, mercifully (insert your own adverb of relief here), they were…
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Operation Overlord - The Inertia Version
I’ve been feeling overwhelmed. Like the mother of four toddlers in the cereal aisle, I have things pulling me in all directions at once, all screaming for my attention, and all wanting something from me that is going to cost me money now, time and aggravation later. It has left me feeling like Bill the Cat. At a recent family gathering, one of my cousins mentioned a method she uses to cope with…
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For the Last Time
If you spend any time at all with me, you will hear a movie quote. It might not be 100% correct. It may be obscure. It may be ubiquitous. I likely won’t be able to name the film or even actor – I’m not Remington Steele – but I’ll quote you something. Trust and believe. In this scene one woman was asking another why she had never married. The second woman replied, “Because I didn’t know that the…
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Old Habits Die Hard
I am a creature of habit. When life changes, my habits often lag a bit behind.
As I mentioned in my last post, my father graduated from Mississippi State in 1959. He was a Bulldog fan through and through; so, anytime the Dawgs were on TV, you can bet that he was watching. We would often call each other to make sure we both knew that they were playing and what channel they were on. Neither of us wanted to miss the boys in maroon and white if we could avoid it. This Fall, it…
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Losing the First Man I Ever Loved
Twice in my adult life I have buried men I loved and my soul rent in two each time. Recently, I buried a man who made those times look like skinned knees.
Twice before I’ve buried men I loved – one was my best friend and one was a man I really thought I might marry, Both events were awful, soul-splitting times in my life that still hurt. But, on June 15th, I attended a funeral that made those look like a skinned knee. That day, I buried the very first man I ever loved. He was a handsome man – I always though so. Maybe he wasn’t handsome in a…
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