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Allergic to food and immune to diets: my gastric bypass story
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Thaialina
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I'm back folks! Sorry for not posting for a bit. Here's the next chapter...
The following day, almost a week after my bypass, I had to have a sleep in after the whole ordeal. Gordon text to say that there wasn't any point in me coming in to hospital as he was hoping to get discharged later that day. He warned me not to drive in, but to arrange a lift from our friendly neighbour to pick him up in the afternoon. I had to get up to let the dogs out, which I did immediately as I was dreading having to inject myself. Eventually, there was no getting out of it and I got the needle ready. I was so scared that I literally had to count to ten and then do it. Ugh, not an experience I liked at all.
Once I was up, I couldn't resist putting a wash on because I was living in my few baggy clothes and had no choice. I carefully carried the items one by one to the washing machine, having been warned not to do any lifting. Later that day the pastor and his wife, from my local church, nipped in to see how I was doing. The dogs went a bit crazy because they hadn't had anyone over for a bit and I was still pretty tired to control them. It's lucky that my visitors were very understanding!I was glad when it was time for Gordon to come home. We picked him up and he was also in a fragile state.
That weekend we were honestly like the blind leading the blind. Neither of us were allowed to lift anything and we took the dogs out and did the necessary cooking etc somehow between us. I was able to walk to the local shop by then and also had a few outings to Blockbuster and Tesco for various bits of shopping. That was the highlight of my day and I would then be tired and have naps. A week post op, I had lost 1 stone 5 pounds and was over the moon!
The days of the second week went by in a blur. When you're at home not doing much the hours drift into days and the days into weeks. I was devestated that it was that time of month and I only lost 3 pounds in the second week post op. I know it is a lot, but it seemed very little compared to the first week. I was, however, able to gradually do more and more and could feel my clothes getting baggier. Bliss!
On the Friday, I went for a tour of the local gyms. I chose Total Fitness as it's the nearest, which means I have no excuse not to go. I arranged my induction with a trainer on the Monday (2 weeks and 2 days post op) and after just 5 minutes on 3 machines, I was sweating buckets. I was told to stick to the bike (5 mins), cross trainer (15 mins)and treadmill (15 mins walking uphill) for 4 weeks as well as swimming.
During the third week I went to the gym once. It gave me a great feeling looking at the calories I'd burnt! I was no pretty picture leaving because my face was red, verging on purple. I also went for a swim (only 6 lengths) a few times. I felt liberated because I was able to drive and work a few hours. Work didn't actually happen on the Monday, which was my own fault. I drank a yoghurt drink too fast and ended up laid up on the couch feeling hot and bothered. I ended up sleeping all afternoon to recover. That's the only 'dumping' experience I have had to date. I did manage to work later that week, but it took a lot more effort than usual. Another problem that I developped was constipation. Sorry to be graphic, but it was horrible! I really needed to go, but it just wouldn't happen. It hurt and made me feel bloated and very uncomfortable. When I first noticed that I wasn't able to go I had text my dietician who recommended liquid laxative. I took so much of that by the end, until I felt that the amount of laxatives that I was drinking was more than the amount I was eating! In the end I couldn't relax or sit down and was that frustrated that I would just sit on the toilet crying! I text my surgeon one night out of desperation. He told me to get some suppositories and Gordon immediately whisked me off to three late night chemists. The first two had run out, so I can only suppose that there were many people in my situation. The first one made me feel like I had to go there and then, but ended up just being liquid from the suppositary. I persevered and two suppositories later, after lying with my bottom clenched until the early hours of the morning I was put out of my misery! Georgina had recommended Senakot dilutable sachets and I bought them the following day, just in case the problem reoccured. It did, again, on the Saturday and the Senakot, although it tastes vile, did the trick. I was quite puzzled with the dark green colour, which keeps reoccurring, but even if it means too much iron or is just because i like my greens, i don't care because it is better out than in! I apologise again for the detailed descriptions, but I'm hoping it may help someone if they're ever in the position I was.
The following day, almost a week after my bypass, I had to have a sleep in after the whole ordeal. Gordon text to say that there wasn't any point in me coming in to hospital as he was hoping to get discharged later that day. He warned me not to drive in, but to arrange a lift from our friendly neighbour to pick him up in the afternoon. I had to get up to let the dogs out, which I did immediately as I was dreading having to inject myself. Eventually, there was no getting out of it and I got the needle ready. I was so scared that I literally had to count to ten and then do it. Ugh, not an experience I liked at all.
Once I was up, I couldn't resist putting a wash on because I was living in my few baggy clothes and had no choice. I carefully carried the items one by one to the washing machine, having been warned not to do any lifting. Later that day the pastor and his wife, from my local church, nipped in to see how I was doing. The dogs went a bit crazy because they hadn't had anyone over for a bit and I was still pretty tired to control them. It's lucky that my visitors were very understanding!I was glad when it was time for Gordon to come home. We picked him up and he was also in a fragile state.
That weekend we were honestly like the blind leading the blind. Neither of us were allowed to lift anything and we took the dogs out and did the necessary cooking etc somehow between us. I was able to walk to the local shop by then and also had a few outings to Blockbuster and Tesco for various bits of shopping. That was the highlight of my day and I would then be tired and have naps. A week post op, I had lost 1 stone 5 pounds and was over the moon!
The days of the second week went by in a blur. When you're at home not doing much the hours drift into days and the days into weeks. I was devestated that it was that time of month and I only lost 3 pounds in the second week post op. I know it is a lot, but it seemed very little compared to the first week. I was, however, able to gradually do more and more and could feel my clothes getting baggier. Bliss!
On the Friday, I went for a tour of the local gyms. I chose Total Fitness as it's the nearest, which means I have no excuse not to go. I arranged my induction with a trainer on the Monday (2 weeks and 2 days post op) and after just 5 minutes on 3 machines, I was sweating buckets. I was told to stick to the bike (5 mins), cross trainer (15 mins)and treadmill (15 mins walking uphill) for 4 weeks as well as swimming.
During the third week I went to the gym once. It gave me a great feeling looking at the calories I'd burnt! I was no pretty picture leaving because my face was red, verging on purple. I also went for a swim (only 6 lengths) a few times. I felt liberated because I was able to drive and work a few hours. Work didn't actually happen on the Monday, which was my own fault. I drank a yoghurt drink too fast and ended up laid up on the couch feeling hot and bothered. I ended up sleeping all afternoon to recover. That's the only 'dumping' experience I have had to date. I did manage to work later that week, but it took a lot more effort than usual. Another problem that I developped was constipation. Sorry to be graphic, but it was horrible! I really needed to go, but it just wouldn't happen. It hurt and made me feel bloated and very uncomfortable. When I first noticed that I wasn't able to go I had text my dietician who recommended liquid laxative. I took so much of that by the end, until I felt that the amount of laxatives that I was drinking was more than the amount I was eating! In the end I couldn't relax or sit down and was that frustrated that I would just sit on the toilet crying! I text my surgeon one night out of desperation. He told me to get some suppositories and Gordon immediately whisked me off to three late night chemists. The first two had run out, so I can only suppose that there were many people in my situation. The first one made me feel like I had to go there and then, but ended up just being liquid from the suppositary. I persevered and two suppositories later, after lying with my bottom clenched until the early hours of the morning I was put out of my misery! Georgina had recommended Senakot dilutable sachets and I bought them the following day, just in case the problem reoccured. It did, again, on the Saturday and the Senakot, although it tastes vile, did the trick. I was quite puzzled with the dark green colour, which keeps reoccurring, but even if it means too much iron or is just because i like my greens, i don't care because it is better out than in! I apologise again for the detailed descriptions, but I'm hoping it may help someone if they're ever in the position I was.
staypositive
On The Losing Side
sara - your account is riveting ther perfct insight ofr us pre-oppers.
believe me hon you will NEVER be able to go into too much detail - the more the better as far as i am concerned.
When i read back on some of our pre-op posts it is obvious to me that you would have loved such a detailed account to read for yourself - thank you on behalf of all of us for doing such a sterling job.
Your weight loss to date is amazing - well done you !!!!!
I was given my date for bypass today - 7th August - and am loving reading your experience (warts and all). Even though i appreciate everyones journey will be different it is so refreshing to hear from a "real" persons perspective and not just standard post op details you so often find in hospital brochures.
Thankyou (I am sure on behalf of all your fellow minimins) for taking the time out to post this.
believe me hon you will NEVER be able to go into too much detail - the more the better as far as i am concerned.
When i read back on some of our pre-op posts it is obvious to me that you would have loved such a detailed account to read for yourself - thank you on behalf of all of us for doing such a sterling job.
Your weight loss to date is amazing - well done you !!!!!
I was given my date for bypass today - 7th August - and am loving reading your experience (warts and all). Even though i appreciate everyones journey will be different it is so refreshing to hear from a "real" persons perspective and not just standard post op details you so often find in hospital brochures.
Thankyou (I am sure on behalf of all your fellow minimins) for taking the time out to post this.
Thaialina
New Member
Thanks Ali, Caroline, Nic and Shel!
It's true, I loved hearing real life experiences of the op before I went to have mine too. Shel, the laxative I recommend is Senakot Hi fibre sachets(powder to mix with water) and they are glycerine suppositories. I don't blame you wanting to be prepared! Caroline, congrats on getting the op date. You should be sooo excited. Your new, slimmer life is so close!!
p.s. I'm going to keep typing my story for a bit in case you're getting frustrated when I stop Shel. Lol.
It's true, I loved hearing real life experiences of the op before I went to have mine too. Shel, the laxative I recommend is Senakot Hi fibre sachets(powder to mix with water) and they are glycerine suppositories. I don't blame you wanting to be prepared! Caroline, congrats on getting the op date. You should be sooo excited. Your new, slimmer life is so close!!
p.s. I'm going to keep typing my story for a bit in case you're getting frustrated when I stop Shel. Lol.
Thaialina
New Member
P.s. If anyone gets really constipated and desperate email me on [email protected] as I have another unconventional way of helping to solve constipation, but I'm not going to post it here as I might get kicked off! Lol
staypositive
On The Losing Side
mmmmmm thats got me totally intrigued now 
Thaialina
New Member
Next chapter...
I usually have chocolate cravings at that time of month, so it was really frustrating that I couldn't have any. Being sensible, I wasn't about to eat chocolate and risk dumping whilst I was still on the liquidised diet. Having said that, I'm on soft foods now and still haven't eaten any. What a great thing to say! It's partly that I'm scared of dumping and also that I don't want to eat junk food to gain weight and to fill me up, when i need my nutrients from healthy food. I'm still full and never hungry, so I can't fit it all in! I tried low fat chocolate mousse, but it tasted disgusting. I also attempted a milky Highlights hot chocolate. I didn't dump and it satisfied my need for chocolate. I think that it gave me more energy as I hate cold milk and needed to drink milk too.
During the third week I started taking children's liquid multi vitamins as the adult ones are far too big. I had been to see my GP, but they wouldn't give me liquid multi vitamins and minerals on prescription because he said that they were available over the counter. I have looked everywhere and still can't find liquid minerals, but have received a letter from my surgeon which says that I should get them on prescrption. I'm going to see the GP tomorrow again.
I enjoyed being more active and being able to go for longer walks, but it still tired me out. I went out to have my photo taken for the Manchester Evening News for winning my journalsim award and, for a change, I felt slimmer and proud that my clothes were baggier and that I could fit into smaller sizes (having dusted them down from the depths of my wardrobe!lol). I even went to the hairdressers to make myself look more presentable. I was devestated when my hairdresser confirmed my fears that my hair is a lot thinner. Minerals are a must have, but I refuse to chew the solid tablets. I am a vegetarian and have tried eating lots of soft vegetarian protein to make up for it.
In the fourth week post op I went shopping for a swimming costume, but gave up as I still felt as big as a whale. My mum visited us on the Sunday and I was dying to get out of the house and do something "normal". I had started eating soft foods and we went into Manchester for lunch and to do some shopping. I was too embarrassed to go to a proper restaurant and eat only 3 tablespoons of the meal ( I was on 2 tablespoons until that week), so we decided to go to a chinese eat as much as you like buffet. This was perfect because I could have the tiniest amount of each soft dish without overeating or feeling like a weirdo for not having a lot. The only thing that was strange was that I couldn't order a drink with my meal as I'm not allowed to drink half an hour before or after a meal. I thoroughly enjoyed tasting normal food and I took as long as my mum to eat because I had to chew everything to make sure it wouldn't block in my new stomach. It also gave me the runs as chinese food is quite fatty. I know that was quite naughty of me, but it tasted so delicious and I was happy to have the opposite of constipation. We then spent ages in Primark (actually until it closed!)and I fit into a size 18, which is much better than a 24. I was actually wearing size 18-20, but had been quite pessimistic, thinking that I could only fit into my smaller clothes because I had stretched them over time by trying to squeeze into them when I was bigger. Fitting into new, high street clothes certainly confirmed my weight loss. I couldn't resist buying a few items. It was fantastic to see my mum and she was chuffed to see how well I looked. Gordon also said that I was "glowing", so the gastric bypass has done much more than just make me lose weight. I also bought a trendy vest top and clothes in the middle of that week, once again size 18.
The dietician's instructions state that you are allowed alcohol in moderation at this stage so Gordon chose a medium dry white wine for me to try. I didn't dump at all, but I got tipsy after just a few tips. By the end of the glass I was chattering away as though I'd been on the pop all night! I can confirm that I am now officially a cheap date.
I had random nauseous feelings (not from the wine) during that week, but I figured out that it was the children's liquid antihistamene that I was taking for my hay fever. It was sweet and sickly and I am now off it and feeling much better. Thank God the pollen count isn't too high! We had considered going on a holiday, but Gordon wasn;t well enough, as he caught the flu on top of everything else, so we stayed put. Instead i went to the gyn 4 times and made the most of the gym's leisure facilities. it's amazing how much of a buzz you can get from swating your pants off when you see the calories you burn and know that the weight is dropping off. By the end of that week I had lost 2 stones in total.
I got more into cooking as I was on soft foods. I made quorn bolognese and swede and carrot mash and even tried some soft ready meals. I find it hilarious that a meal can last me days. I bought baby plastic containers to freeze my food in 3 tablespoon servings, which saved cooking properly every night.
I usually have chocolate cravings at that time of month, so it was really frustrating that I couldn't have any. Being sensible, I wasn't about to eat chocolate and risk dumping whilst I was still on the liquidised diet. Having said that, I'm on soft foods now and still haven't eaten any. What a great thing to say! It's partly that I'm scared of dumping and also that I don't want to eat junk food to gain weight and to fill me up, when i need my nutrients from healthy food. I'm still full and never hungry, so I can't fit it all in! I tried low fat chocolate mousse, but it tasted disgusting. I also attempted a milky Highlights hot chocolate. I didn't dump and it satisfied my need for chocolate. I think that it gave me more energy as I hate cold milk and needed to drink milk too.
During the third week I started taking children's liquid multi vitamins as the adult ones are far too big. I had been to see my GP, but they wouldn't give me liquid multi vitamins and minerals on prescription because he said that they were available over the counter. I have looked everywhere and still can't find liquid minerals, but have received a letter from my surgeon which says that I should get them on prescrption. I'm going to see the GP tomorrow again.
I enjoyed being more active and being able to go for longer walks, but it still tired me out. I went out to have my photo taken for the Manchester Evening News for winning my journalsim award and, for a change, I felt slimmer and proud that my clothes were baggier and that I could fit into smaller sizes (having dusted them down from the depths of my wardrobe!lol). I even went to the hairdressers to make myself look more presentable. I was devestated when my hairdresser confirmed my fears that my hair is a lot thinner. Minerals are a must have, but I refuse to chew the solid tablets. I am a vegetarian and have tried eating lots of soft vegetarian protein to make up for it.
In the fourth week post op I went shopping for a swimming costume, but gave up as I still felt as big as a whale. My mum visited us on the Sunday and I was dying to get out of the house and do something "normal". I had started eating soft foods and we went into Manchester for lunch and to do some shopping. I was too embarrassed to go to a proper restaurant and eat only 3 tablespoons of the meal ( I was on 2 tablespoons until that week), so we decided to go to a chinese eat as much as you like buffet. This was perfect because I could have the tiniest amount of each soft dish without overeating or feeling like a weirdo for not having a lot. The only thing that was strange was that I couldn't order a drink with my meal as I'm not allowed to drink half an hour before or after a meal. I thoroughly enjoyed tasting normal food and I took as long as my mum to eat because I had to chew everything to make sure it wouldn't block in my new stomach. It also gave me the runs as chinese food is quite fatty. I know that was quite naughty of me, but it tasted so delicious and I was happy to have the opposite of constipation. We then spent ages in Primark (actually until it closed!)and I fit into a size 18, which is much better than a 24. I was actually wearing size 18-20, but had been quite pessimistic, thinking that I could only fit into my smaller clothes because I had stretched them over time by trying to squeeze into them when I was bigger. Fitting into new, high street clothes certainly confirmed my weight loss. I couldn't resist buying a few items. It was fantastic to see my mum and she was chuffed to see how well I looked. Gordon also said that I was "glowing", so the gastric bypass has done much more than just make me lose weight. I also bought a trendy vest top and clothes in the middle of that week, once again size 18.
The dietician's instructions state that you are allowed alcohol in moderation at this stage so Gordon chose a medium dry white wine for me to try. I didn't dump at all, but I got tipsy after just a few tips. By the end of the glass I was chattering away as though I'd been on the pop all night! I can confirm that I am now officially a cheap date.
I had random nauseous feelings (not from the wine) during that week, but I figured out that it was the children's liquid antihistamene that I was taking for my hay fever. It was sweet and sickly and I am now off it and feeling much better. Thank God the pollen count isn't too high! We had considered going on a holiday, but Gordon wasn;t well enough, as he caught the flu on top of everything else, so we stayed put. Instead i went to the gyn 4 times and made the most of the gym's leisure facilities. it's amazing how much of a buzz you can get from swating your pants off when you see the calories you burn and know that the weight is dropping off. By the end of that week I had lost 2 stones in total.
I got more into cooking as I was on soft foods. I made quorn bolognese and swede and carrot mash and even tried some soft ready meals. I find it hilarious that a meal can last me days. I bought baby plastic containers to freeze my food in 3 tablespoon servings, which saved cooking properly every night.
Thaialina
New Member
I'm on a roll tonight! Here's the next chapter..
By the time week five came I was deperate to get a social life back! I dragged Gordon to the cinema on the Wednesday and it was quite funny. It was Orange Wednesday so the cinema was packed with Orange customers getting buy one get one free on tickets. we felt a bit left out! By the time we got to the front of the quesue, "Hancock" had started so we had to hang around for half an hour until the next showing. We were amongst the first in the cinema screen, once the cleaners had left, and got our favourite place to sit. The adverts and trailers dragged on for ages and by the time the film had started we were both tired and I had drunk half of my sports bottle of Ribena really light, which I continuously sip throughout the day. The film was good, but by the time we returned home we both felt like we had been on a massive day out! I don't suppose it helped that i was working until 7 that day. Nevertheless, it was great to be out and about and it made me want more. I'd also been to university and decided on my dissertation topic, which gave me more of a sense of purpose, not that I've started it yet!
I had watched "Spa for weight loss for life" on TV the previous week and felt a need to be pampered and get my life in order. I checked out the detox health spas and realised that they were well out of our price bracket so decided to take a more practical approach. I booked us both in with a life coach in Chorlton so that I could reassess my life, as it is my slimmer, new life. Having done this, I also booked myself in to the beauty salon at Bolton College for a manicure and mini facial for today, which was lovely. The life coach session went well. I love to be analysed and feel that I need more self belief and direction. This made me decide to book another session for today too.
I found a firewalking course on the internet, which is meant to motivate you and give you a more positive outlook. Having bungee jumped, paraglided and skydived before and knowing the buzz that this gives I thought I should start my new life with a firewalk. Basically, it is walking on hot embers once you have been thoroughly prepared. I booked in for the course in Scotland although I had mixed feelings about actually walking on fire.
The journey was long, but once I arrived I felt a calmness coming over me. the people were lovely and the place had a really relaxing feel. We went for a meal (in my case part of a jacket potato) to Callander, a nearby town before the course began. I had butterflies in my stomach. wondering how I could walk on fire. Part of the preparation was to break an archery arrow using the front of your neck. I was quite surprised when I volunteered to have a go second and even more shocked that the mental preparation had given me the strength to actually brak the arrow in 3. By the time of the firewalk, I was still unsure whether I was prepared enough to do the firewalk without burning my feet. I saw a few others do it and thought, if they can do it then so can I and DID IT!!! It was such a thrill that I did it 4 times in total. Having done it I felt that a great weight had lifted off my shoulders and I felt a great sense of calm. Weird I know but it works. I couldn't sleep that night as my mind was everywhere.
I has a relaxing massage the following day and decided to put my name down for a firewalk instructor course. Firewalking really is addictive and empowering! Even after the long journey home, I felt motivated and was up talking to Gordon for hours.
Real life hit me on Monday as I was working, but despite feeling a bit sick in between lessons as I had only drunk water, I wasn't as tired as usual. Plus, after the vegetarian buffet that I'd had in Scotland, when I stepped on the scales I had lost 2 and a half stones in total!! Even now (over 5 weeks post op) I don't feel hungry, but realise that I have to eat when I feel tired or I will start to feel sick. I guess th whole gastric bypass process is about getting to know my body and what it actually needs to function. I fancy lots of naughty foods, but I know the amount of food that I need to function and that I don't necessarily need to eat everything that I fancy. Yeah, a takeaway, packet of crisps or chocolate would be lovely, but slipping into smaller sizes is a much better feeling.
By the time week five came I was deperate to get a social life back! I dragged Gordon to the cinema on the Wednesday and it was quite funny. It was Orange Wednesday so the cinema was packed with Orange customers getting buy one get one free on tickets. we felt a bit left out! By the time we got to the front of the quesue, "Hancock" had started so we had to hang around for half an hour until the next showing. We were amongst the first in the cinema screen, once the cleaners had left, and got our favourite place to sit. The adverts and trailers dragged on for ages and by the time the film had started we were both tired and I had drunk half of my sports bottle of Ribena really light, which I continuously sip throughout the day. The film was good, but by the time we returned home we both felt like we had been on a massive day out! I don't suppose it helped that i was working until 7 that day. Nevertheless, it was great to be out and about and it made me want more. I'd also been to university and decided on my dissertation topic, which gave me more of a sense of purpose, not that I've started it yet!
I had watched "Spa for weight loss for life" on TV the previous week and felt a need to be pampered and get my life in order. I checked out the detox health spas and realised that they were well out of our price bracket so decided to take a more practical approach. I booked us both in with a life coach in Chorlton so that I could reassess my life, as it is my slimmer, new life. Having done this, I also booked myself in to the beauty salon at Bolton College for a manicure and mini facial for today, which was lovely. The life coach session went well. I love to be analysed and feel that I need more self belief and direction. This made me decide to book another session for today too.
I found a firewalking course on the internet, which is meant to motivate you and give you a more positive outlook. Having bungee jumped, paraglided and skydived before and knowing the buzz that this gives I thought I should start my new life with a firewalk. Basically, it is walking on hot embers once you have been thoroughly prepared. I booked in for the course in Scotland although I had mixed feelings about actually walking on fire.
The journey was long, but once I arrived I felt a calmness coming over me. the people were lovely and the place had a really relaxing feel. We went for a meal (in my case part of a jacket potato) to Callander, a nearby town before the course began. I had butterflies in my stomach. wondering how I could walk on fire. Part of the preparation was to break an archery arrow using the front of your neck. I was quite surprised when I volunteered to have a go second and even more shocked that the mental preparation had given me the strength to actually brak the arrow in 3. By the time of the firewalk, I was still unsure whether I was prepared enough to do the firewalk without burning my feet. I saw a few others do it and thought, if they can do it then so can I and DID IT!!! It was such a thrill that I did it 4 times in total. Having done it I felt that a great weight had lifted off my shoulders and I felt a great sense of calm. Weird I know but it works. I couldn't sleep that night as my mind was everywhere.
I has a relaxing massage the following day and decided to put my name down for a firewalk instructor course. Firewalking really is addictive and empowering! Even after the long journey home, I felt motivated and was up talking to Gordon for hours.
Real life hit me on Monday as I was working, but despite feeling a bit sick in between lessons as I had only drunk water, I wasn't as tired as usual. Plus, after the vegetarian buffet that I'd had in Scotland, when I stepped on the scales I had lost 2 and a half stones in total!! Even now (over 5 weeks post op) I don't feel hungry, but realise that I have to eat when I feel tired or I will start to feel sick. I guess th whole gastric bypass process is about getting to know my body and what it actually needs to function. I fancy lots of naughty foods, but I know the amount of food that I need to function and that I don't necessarily need to eat everything that I fancy. Yeah, a takeaway, packet of crisps or chocolate would be lovely, but slipping into smaller sizes is a much better feeling.
Thaialina
New Member
Now I'm up to date with my story, at long last, I will tell you about today.
I had the manicure and mini facial that I'd arranged and then went to see my life coach again. I felt completely motivated when I left, which is probably why I've managed to get my story up to date tonight. It's amazing how a firewalk and life coaching can change somesone's perspective! I'm hoping that through doing the Firewalk instructor's course I will be able to have a positive impact on other people's lives, so after my course in August, if you ever fancy a life changing experience then get in touch!
I went to see Gorson's prematurely born baby neice tonight before logging on (who was one week old today), so had a nice opportubity to do some baby shopping which is always good. She was as tiny as a doll, but really adorable!
I'm hoping that I've helped some of you understand the gastric bypass recovery a bit better through writing my story. It's not easy, as some people assume. It is not a miracle. You have to be able to stick to your diet or you will get sick. It can mentally be a struggel to resist throwing junk food down your neck (I wish!lol), but it is well worth it, I'm lucky to have had a fairly smooth journey so far, but others, who I sympathise with, haven't and this is a reality. I don't want to make it out to be an answer for everyone. We are all different, which is what makes the world go 'round! I have been extremely lucky to have a supportive family, but I can understand the fears that people have when someone they love is going for this "elective" surgery. I knew the risks and took the chance. It is the best thing I, personally, have done because I know that the chances are that this weight is coming off me for good.If anyone has any questions, because I'm sure there may be bits I have forgotten to put in my story, then please ask. I would have if I was pre op. Lastly, I can't thank my minimin friends, both pre op and post op, enough for all your wonderful support and encouragement through all this. I couldn't have kept as sane as I ma without you lot. You are fantastic!!
I am going to keep you updated on my progress regularly from now on because I know you're all as nosey as I am and I don't want to be behind with my story! Lol. It is still early days for me and soon some new gastric bypassers will be joining me and starting the same amazing journey. Hopefully now I will have more time to post on all your threads instead of focusing and playing catch up on mine all the time.
If you live in the North Manchester/Bolton area I am around if you want to meet up for a chat. I know that it can be a lonely journey, even with supportive friends and family, as you are the only one actually going through it. So don't hesitate to get in touch (my email is in the thread) because it would be lovely to help you or to compare experiences.
I'm rambling now so I will leave you all in peace until the next time. Be warned lol
I had the manicure and mini facial that I'd arranged and then went to see my life coach again. I felt completely motivated when I left, which is probably why I've managed to get my story up to date tonight. It's amazing how a firewalk and life coaching can change somesone's perspective! I'm hoping that through doing the Firewalk instructor's course I will be able to have a positive impact on other people's lives, so after my course in August, if you ever fancy a life changing experience then get in touch!
I went to see Gorson's prematurely born baby neice tonight before logging on (who was one week old today), so had a nice opportubity to do some baby shopping which is always good. She was as tiny as a doll, but really adorable!
I'm hoping that I've helped some of you understand the gastric bypass recovery a bit better through writing my story. It's not easy, as some people assume. It is not a miracle. You have to be able to stick to your diet or you will get sick. It can mentally be a struggel to resist throwing junk food down your neck (I wish!lol), but it is well worth it, I'm lucky to have had a fairly smooth journey so far, but others, who I sympathise with, haven't and this is a reality. I don't want to make it out to be an answer for everyone. We are all different, which is what makes the world go 'round! I have been extremely lucky to have a supportive family, but I can understand the fears that people have when someone they love is going for this "elective" surgery. I knew the risks and took the chance. It is the best thing I, personally, have done because I know that the chances are that this weight is coming off me for good.If anyone has any questions, because I'm sure there may be bits I have forgotten to put in my story, then please ask. I would have if I was pre op. Lastly, I can't thank my minimin friends, both pre op and post op, enough for all your wonderful support and encouragement through all this. I couldn't have kept as sane as I ma without you lot. You are fantastic!!
I am going to keep you updated on my progress regularly from now on because I know you're all as nosey as I am and I don't want to be behind with my story! Lol. It is still early days for me and soon some new gastric bypassers will be joining me and starting the same amazing journey. Hopefully now I will have more time to post on all your threads instead of focusing and playing catch up on mine all the time.
If you live in the North Manchester/Bolton area I am around if you want to meet up for a chat. I know that it can be a lonely journey, even with supportive friends and family, as you are the only one actually going through it. So don't hesitate to get in touch (my email is in the thread) because it would be lovely to help you or to compare experiences.
I'm rambling now so I will leave you all in peace until the next time. Be warned lol
Thaialina
New Member
Thank you all so much for the support! No Ali, I don't do things by halves, it's all or nothing with me.
I have just been interviewed this morning on BBC Radio Wales about the Journalism Award I won. OMG! I can't believe how many times I said "erm". So, so embarrassing!! I'm OK when I interview other people, but it's so different being interviewed myself!
Last night I learnt what my alcohol threshold is after the op. I have one glass and I'm quite tipsy, but one and a half made me feel sick, like I'd been drinking all night. Never again.
I'm going to a hen party on Saturday where they're having a 3 course meal. Not sure how to go about it. One spoon from each course? lol
I have just been interviewed this morning on BBC Radio Wales about the Journalism Award I won. OMG! I can't believe how many times I said "erm". So, so embarrassing!! I'm OK when I interview other people, but it's so different being interviewed myself!
Last night I learnt what my alcohol threshold is after the op. I have one glass and I'm quite tipsy, but one and a half made me feel sick, like I'd been drinking all night. Never again.
I'm going to a hen party on Saturday where they're having a 3 course meal. Not sure how to go about it. One spoon from each course? lol
mandy-1975
Regular Member
Hi Sara
Was fantastic reading........ a real inspiration, we will have to chat soon
love ya
Was fantastic reading........ a real inspiration, we will have to chat soon
love ya
Thaialina
New Member
Yes definitely will Nic. Thanks Mandy.
I went to see the GP today with a letter from my surgeon and she agreed to give me calcium, multivitamins and iron tablets that are chewable or in a capsule that I can empty to take them. It's taken a while, but I'm glad to now be able to take minerals too. I'm pretty tired tonight. I had planned on going to the gym, but have worn myself out. I suppose that's what I get for being a busy bee at the weekend. One good thing though, I have done some research and notes for my dissertation and left a message for a features editor to consider publishing my features, so it has been a productive day in that respect.
I went to see the GP today with a letter from my surgeon and she agreed to give me calcium, multivitamins and iron tablets that are chewable or in a capsule that I can empty to take them. It's taken a while, but I'm glad to now be able to take minerals too. I'm pretty tired tonight. I had planned on going to the gym, but have worn myself out. I suppose that's what I get for being a busy bee at the weekend. One good thing though, I have done some research and notes for my dissertation and left a message for a features editor to consider publishing my features, so it has been a productive day in that respect.
Thaialina
New Member
Well, today was a more productive day. I taught two lessons, got a call from uni to ask if I could interview someone for them and I also went on the treadmill for half an hour and finished it off with 4 laps in the pool and a relaxing jaccuzzi. I'm nice and chilled now.
Had to spend my free time at the launderette as the washing machine has packed up. Our clothes were so dirty after the weekend away fire walking, so we were desperate for clean clothes. They're now in the tumble so should be dry soon. I opened the tablets I got from the GP yesterday this morning. The calcium is a grat big pill, but chewable so that's fine. The iron and multivitamin is not as she described though. One is in a rubbery capsule that won't open easily and the other is a normal pill!! Honestly, I'm disappointed and don't know whether to try to take them or not.
Had to spend my free time at the launderette as the washing machine has packed up. Our clothes were so dirty after the weekend away fire walking, so we were desperate for clean clothes. They're now in the tumble so should be dry soon. I opened the tablets I got from the GP yesterday this morning. The calcium is a grat big pill, but chewable so that's fine. The iron and multivitamin is not as she described though. One is in a rubbery capsule that won't open easily and the other is a normal pill!! Honestly, I'm disappointed and don't know whether to try to take them or not.
