Saturday, December 14, 2013

Eight Month Update: All the Stuff That Fits

It was actually a few days ago, but I'm just now getting around to posting this entry.  But...

Happy EIGHT MONTH SURGIVERSARY to me!!!


I didn't bother to take progressive-series photos this time because I don't think there's a huge difference between last time I took a picture and now, but here are my current stats as of today:



Starting weight on 3/31/13 (start of pre-op diet): 259.8
Surgery Day weight on 4/10/13: 244.2
Current weight 12/10/13: 155.8
Total weight lost: 104 pounds (WOOHOO! I hit the 100 pound mark)!!!
Goal weight: 143
Pounds to goal: 12.8



Now, about my goal.  I chose 143 as a sort of arbitrary number.  My ideal weight is somewhere between 140 and 145, so 143 seemed like a reasonable point for which to aim.  However, I really do think that number is fluid.  I may get to 148 and decide I like it there.  I may get to 143 and decide to keep going and lose more.  I'm not basing it on the number on the scale, but rather on how I feel.  I'll know when I'm done. 

I've had a lot of people ask me recently if I've reached my goal yet, and when I tell them I still have about 10-15 pounds to go, they balk.  "No, you don't!" they'll say.  And I know they mean it as a compliment, but look.  These are people who have only seen me with clothes on.  These are people who knew me at 260 pounds and are comparing how I look now to how I looked then.  Yeah, I know I look a heck of a lot better, but I also know I'm not where I want to be yet. I know my body.  I know from experience where I feel most comfortable.  

I also know the excess skin that's a byproduct of this weight loss is contributing to a more than a few extra pounds as well.  So what I'm trying to do now is focus not so much on the number, but on my fitness and my measurements.   My BMI is currently 26, which is still in the "overweight" zone.  So that's really the number I'm concerned with.  Getting that number into the normal range of 19-24 is what I need to concentrate on.  Ultimately the more fat I lose, the less liposuction I'll need when it comes time to do the reconstruction stuff.  The more muscle I build the faster I will heal from the surgery.   And all of this translates into less money overall.  Insurance will cover some of it, but still it will come with a hefty copay. 

So.  Even though I didn't take a progressive-series shot this month, I do have some photos to post.  First, a look back at surgery day:


April 10, 2013
And a photo of me taken last weekend during the Messiah concert:

December 1, 2013

Granted, the first photo is of me in a hospital gown - not the most flattering garment out there, but still.

Here's another set, taken almost exactly a year apart at work.  First day of the holiday drink launch last year and this year:






It's time for new glasses, obviously.  Who knew you could actually shrink out of EYEGLASSES?  They don't tell you these things.  I mean, it's pretty much a given that you'll need to buy new clothes, but eyeglasses?  And shoes.  Most of my shoes are now at least a half size too big.  Who knew?

But I've had some other pleasant surprises, like my winter boots finally zipping up all the way to the top for the first time in EVER.  For real.  When I bought them  eight years ago they didn't zip all the way up, but I liked them and they were warm so I bought them anyway.  Now, eight winters later, they FINALLY fit.  The feet are now a little too big, but the shafts fit around my calves!

And here was the nicest surprise so far.   Several years ago my Claddagh ring, which I have had since my favorite aunt gave it to me as an 18th birthday gift and which I'd worn almost constantly since then, had to be shelved after my finger got too fat for it.  A couple weeks ago the rings I usually wear had gotten so big that they started slipping off my fingers, and even my biggest fingers could no longer contain them.  So I thought, "oh, I wonder if my Claddagh fits," and I went in search of it.  I pulled it out of the jewelry box, cleaned the tarnish off of it, and slipped it on my finger.  It fit.  It'd been probably nine years since I'd been able to wear this ring, and here it was on that finger again.


So, yeah.   Probably one of the happiest moments in this journey so far for me.  I skipped the bracelet charm when I hit my 100-pound mark because I can't afford one right now, but this made up for it.  Being able to pull this out and wear it again: priceless.  And I'm finding that many of the best moments along the way truly are.



2 comments:

  1. oh wow! What a big difference! You look great and so young!

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  2. What a huge change in just 8 months. I'm sure the process has been a roller coaster!

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