3 pounds to next goal!
First, let me say how sorry I am that my current situation has prevented me from updating the September averages. I hope to be back at it with a vengence in a couple of weeks.
Let me also say that I love each and every one of you.
Okay, that out of the way... good day at the scales. Last week I gained a half pound. I was fresh out of the hospital and pumped full of liquid. In fact, it was right after a test where they pumped me full of more IV Fluid.
This week I was hoping for a loss, although to be honest I've turned to food a bit to much for comfort recently. And for some reason, hitting the gym hasn't been a priority when there are babies to hold at home. (I don't think my son's feet have hit the ground much since the cancer diagnosis, but that is working out sorta, right?)
So I hopped up on the scale... after getting hugged by all the girls in the doc's office (the bright side of cancer, I suppose. Beautiful nurses and nutritionists hugging your neck. Tight.) and was pleased to see an 8 pound loss from last week. I nearly cried (which brought me more snuggles from the staff.) The scale read 303 pounds. While a part of me wanted to weigh less than 300 just in case I don't survive surgery I could die under 300 pounds, but that's just silly. 303 pounds. I haven't been this light since 1992. 303 pounds!
So I've lost 147 pounds in the past year. 124 pounds since surgery in September. 60% of my excess body weight (another 5% and the doc will consider my surgery a success!) and 29% of my total weight.
I've lost more than my secretary weighs!
I've lost more than triple what my kids weigh altogether.
I've lost AN ENTIRE PERSON.
Now, before I brag anymore, please stop and think about how much you have lost. I know we've all lost quite a bit. Stop and think about it for a minute. Remember that a gallon of water weighs in at 8.5 pounds. Now a gallon of milk doesn't weigh much more, so let's call it 9 pounds for easier math, okay?
You know how much a gallon of milk feels like. You've all picked up a gallon in your day... maybe recently with all the winter weather around the nation. (Snow and milk go together for some reason.) So, think about that gallon of milk. Now divide 9 into your total weight loss. Then remember that in August, you were carrying that many jugs of milk around with you for every single step you took. For me, the number is around 14 gallons of milk. Some of you it might be 10 or even 6. But think about it. Do you think you could walk a flight of stairs carrying 5 or 6 gallons of milk? I don't think I could do it with 14 gallons.
So, how many gallons of milk have you lost?
On the serious side of things, Surgery is all set for the 15th. Barring complications, it should be a relatively easy surgery that will go for about 45 minutes. I should be in recovery by around 4pm on Wednesday. Don't look for anything on the boards till Thursday about my condition. I've got some local OHers checking in on me then, and they know to come in here to post a report. Or check my LiveJournal at http://runwolf.livejournal.com. My wife and/or my brother should post a phone message to the board with my condition Wednesday afternoon.
If I don't get on again, thanks for all your support!
Greetings Michael,
On my way out the door to a nutrition class for my husband but wanted to check in real quick to see if you had checked in with any news. Woohoo! You did! Even when I want to encourage you, you somehow encourage me! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
I'll be holding you and your family in my prayers. Congratulations on your weight loss. Think I have may have broken my plateau, but the weight loss has slowed down considerably. This weekend went hiking in BLM land and climbed a "mountain" I never could have before surgery. Down almost 80 pounds to 164.5 now and it keeps me motivated while doing my cardio and the scales aren't moving - I've never felt better.
You continue to be such a source of strength for so many...will be glad when you have this behind you.
Love and prayers, Sydney
Micheal,
It really is a testament to your character that you are making other peoples day in wake of what is going on in your own life. I wish you that best of luck with the surgery. We will all be waiting to hear the good news when you wake up in good condition.
Best of luck to you and your family,
Christine