3 years and counting
Just checking in .. I was at a conference all day today and I haven't put any 'thought' into a post but I didn't want to let today pass without something.
The last 3 years have flown by. Some days it seems like just yesterday and other days it seems like forever .. I was talking to a professional colleague at the conference today and I mentioned that today was 3 years and she was in total shock that it had been that long.
I go tomorrow for my 3 year check up with Dr S. I am dreading it because I know my weight is up from my 2 year check up, but I'm hoping that my body fat % is down from the work I've been doing for the last 4 months at the gym. Of course, I had to wait until I was almost 3 years out to decide it was time to START execerising .. DUH .. just think where I might be if I had started sooner 
I've met some of the most amazing women (and men too) on the Maryland state board. We give each other unconditional love and support both on and off line and I am grateful for the friendships I've formed there.
I'm still not a poster child .. I may never reach my goal .. I have said many times that I am not sure that I will live any longer having had WLS but I know that I will live better!!! WLS has given me back my life and I'm going to have a blast living it!
Hugs, Mo 
Lori 
Have I ever told you that I was known as Mo throughout my entire high school years? Don't even know how it got started...ah, now I remember! I was working at McDonald's (yes, the dreaded Mickey Dee's!) and the manager was making fun of me (what else is new). He was ruthless and very mean. He was really on me about my weight and he put my head down so that he could not see the tears forming in my eyes - I would not give him the satisfaction. Of course, I wasn't fooling anyone and he said, "What's the matter, MO? Did I hurt your feelings, MO?" Other people heard, a few of whom went to high school with me - and that's how it started. Ended just as quickly when I went to college. Weird, huh? Listen, you, I can't wait to open your messages when I see that you've posted. You've been such an incredible inspiration to me; every time my head starts screaming that I don't have to work out, I think of you and your routine in the wee hours of the morning. And then I get my butt in gear. I'm worried about your liver, and I know you're caring enough to be worried about my liver. Let's make sure we're around to check in - on livers and anything else that matters - a year from now, ok? You're the best, Mo. Take care. M.
Have I ever told you my 'Mo' story? I was born February 1, 1950 .. the day the battleship Missouri got off the sandbar it was stuck on .. I was always called 'little Mo' within the family and told it was after the Mighty Mo (the battleship). I was 17 years old and my best friend's mother called me Mo ... I had NO idea how she knew my nickname .. that was when I found out that Mo was a universal nickname for Maureen though the story about the battleship is true .. 
Now I answer to any and all forms of Mo .. I'm Auntie Mo to my nieces and nephews .. Moie to some .. Mosie to others .. MoMo .. and of course always Mo.
I had a good visit with Dr S this morning. My weight is very definitely up, though the body fat percentage is down some (not significantly, but in terms of a 10 plus pound gain .. not what it could have been). I am one of the 'lucky' ones, in the sense that I can't eat quantity of food (I'm still a 5 bite and I'm done ...) BUT I can tolerate 'junk' to a certain extent .. He reminded me that I need to watch the 'quality' of what I eat because it certainly isn't the quantity that is doing me in. I have the orders for my lab work, so I'll call and schedule that.
I have no plans not to be here .. the support is my lifeline.
Hugs, Mo Most Active
Recent Topics
