127.2 and hacked off!

Feb 08, 2010

So I have no new updates to provide.  It is cold and wet here and I'm tired.  So I'll be quick.

My weight is holding at 127.2 as of Sunday, so that's fine.

Kids are both good.  Daughter has a new boyfriend who I'm sure I'll have to watch, but that's life.  Son is looking at several options in the romance department.  Basketball season is over this week (hopefully - but who knows with inclement weather rescheduling?) - so that's good.  Track is next.  Both kids are running.  But I don't go to track meets - just not feasible.

Hubby got moved to file room today.  We're not sure why.  Maybe it is demotion sort of thing because he is not good enough? Or maybe just because he is the low man on the todem pole?  Or maybe just because - who knows.  Still gets paid the same and I'm still praying that they hire him when this probationary period is up.  I'm not there - so I don't know what's going on.

On to why I'm hacked off.  Well, not really hacked off.  Just disgusted I guess.

So I was at Wal-Mart a few days ago and the lady behind me asked what kind of Atkins bar box I was buying and I showed her.  I said I loved them and ate them often.  She asked how many carbs they had and I handed her the box and said I think 17 or 18 (I buy 2 different kinds & they differ by 1 gram.)  She proceeded to confirm this, then said "Yes but you have to look at the amount of sugar because that's what really counts." 

Maybe I am wrong to think/feel this way, but I admit I found it a little odd that some stranger (who was overweight - obese to boot) would try to give me nutrition advise.  I said something like, "Oh I'm the last person that needs nutrition advice.  I've had to learn all about nutrition because I had gastric bypass surgery a couple of years ago."  She says, "Oh me too! I"

Then she proceeds to say, "I had my stomach stapled 10 years ago"  (Can you BELIEVE she called it stomach STAPLING?  But that's not the crabby part.  Here it comes.  She says, "Just wait until you're 10 years out like me.  The stomach DOES stretch out." 

She said it in a way (and I took it) like she was saying that I would regain my weight.  I said something like, "Well that's why I measure my meals - so that that will not happen to me.  I'm going on 3 years out and still don't eat more than 1/2 cup.  If I continue to cap my intake at 1/2 cup, my stomach won't stretch back out.  I'm always telling people that one of the number 1 mistakes post-ops make is to eat until full because it takes more and more to get that full feeling through the years."  She agreed, but then added, "Three years out... hum... that's about when I was at my lowest weight too."  As if this was the lowest I would get.

I said, "Well, I hit my lowest at about 18 months out when I got down to about 120 lbs.  Then I had to adjust my intake to gain weight."  She said, "Oh me too!  My ideal weight is about 150 and I got down to about 130 and had to regain.  I started out at 300+ and now I have gained back up to 220.  I've had my butt done, my tummy tuck and my breasts done.  So now I gain weight here."  (She pointed to the area between her tummy and breasts.) 

I asked who did her surgery and she said Gibbs.  When I asked her about her intake, habits, etc - she said, "Well see I never had any education about any of that."  Well, after questioning her (we talked on the way out to our cars in the parking lot and I invited her to support group), she admitted that she does not go to any support groups (Dr. Gibbs doesn't require it even to this day, but you'd think she would have voluntarily went to at least one.).  She also drinks with her meals, doesn't measure her intake, doesn't journal her food and doesn't focus on protein. 

So hello.... she didn't regain because her stomach stretched back out.  She is obese again because she started eating and drinking LIKE an obese person again.  This surgery does not FIX you.  It HELPS you FIX you.  If I ever allow myself to go back to eating like a morbidly obese person again, I will BE a morbidly obese person again. 

It discourages me to hear stories like hers, but maybe it is good to hear/see one every once in a while.  I just wish I only saw/heard them when I wanted to or NEEDED to... maybe if I was having a weak week or something.  When I'm trucking along just fine... I don't want to see/hear things like that.  I guess that sounds childish... but I'm in a childish mood I guess. 

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