Good Satuirday Morning Cali
Well it is officially Saturday and what a beautiful day it should be!
The sun has it blaze on and I am loving it!!! As soon as I was able to leave work yesterday, the top came down on my car and I was soaking the sunshine up!
I would have loved to say I left the week on a peaceful note, but there was a horrid fight as soon as the bell rang and a stampede of kids right by my room. One of the counselors said, "Janine why is it you are always involved with the fights?" I said to her, " because they always occur by my room." Great place for fights actually because there is no way for anyone to catch it right off with no actual view of supervision. Of course once again....no security in sight...and they took their sweet time getting there. It involved one of my students and another....they got off before they were nambed, but they're toast regardless. Almost positive one also paintballed the AP's car too the night before. Nice eh?
At least I feel we ended the week on a positive here on the boards with a lot of people. I just crack up on the posts "I am obese now!" I do not mean that in a mean way, but only us wls people would get such a charge out that....yeah it is a big deal....all those milestones, but remember those days when we would be so mortified if we thought anyone would remotely think we could be anywhere near let's say 200 pounds? And now we proudly announce when we are below 300 and proud as all get up when we make it into the onderlands regardless if it is just by ounces!
WLS in many aspects brings about an honesty with ourselves and with others like no other means for sure. Difficult at first, but we get there and it feels good. Sometimes when we slip and it is so hard to admit it to ourselves, but eventually that same honesty we worked so hard to achieve with our food and such prevails and we come here with our tails tucked seeking support....and what do we find? A whole group of people who are willing to support us and more people who are willing to admit they have err'd finding a solidarity and a wealth of support.
In the last two weeks, a lot of old timers have come out and played, seeked support, and have realized that maybe that hiding is not the best medicine sometimes. They have posted their struggles with the pouch test which I have to say is NOT easy, but they are doing it.
Also there is a growing trend of us who are not okay wth being walked on and have the confidence to speak up and let people know...hey it is NOT okay be talked to or treated this way....I am a person and do not deserve that kind of treatment. When we are in the throws of our disease, we/I would never imagine thinking it was okay to do so. Personally, I was always afraid to because of course....it was my fault right because I am fat? Everything was wrong because of that you know! have found my voice to speak out when it is not okay....and speak out in the moment too which is very empowering.
I always think of how much we have all changed not only physically, but mentally because of the surgery. I know for myself that there was period where I had a dark side, but thankfully not becoming someone I did not want to know...snapped out of it. When I had wls and the old, old timers can attest...there was not a lot said about addiction transfers...now it is out in the open. We find things out about ourselves that for so many years that were buried like our physical bodies were buried under the fat. I often think...no wonder I was so thick skinned mentally....I had lots of layers of protection.
WLS really brings the good, the bad and the ugly out of you sometimes. Thankfully more good than the bad and ugly.
I can't stop thinking about KooKoo Keri who was diagnosed with aggressive MS. Would doctors have even have been so swift to diagnose her if she had been obese? Would they have even had the compassion or would they have brushed her off due to her weight? So many of us through the years have been treated shamefully due to obesity. We have lacked proper medical treatment and look what happened to JenDenni this past week....that heartless doctor who intimated that her pain was perhaps in her head. What a disgrace to the medical profession that doctor is.
Mostly we had a good week though, as I said yesterday,many pounds lost, many wow moments, milestones met, husbands came home, time was spent with grandchildren, family and friends, and we thanked the heavens that we were able to wake another day and put our feet on the floor and breathe a sigh of relief that YEAH today is another day!
You all hang in there and know that you are all someone who matters and with your presences.....you really do make a difference in the world!
Whatever you do today....make it a great day!!
“When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others.” –Peace Pilgrim (1908-1981).
Surgery was RNY 5/21/07...I can be found on Facebook: anewbecboo or Becky Reddick
As for the rest of you lovley Cali peeps, I am sending you well wishes from the land of CHEESE! Go Brewers! Now, normally I'm an Angels fan (that's the ANAHEIM Angels, not the "Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim") but being in my home state I gotta root for the home team.
I hope you all have a wonderful, warm California Saturday!
Good Morning Calif.......
I hope that this morning opens forevery one on a great note.
Last night, when I took Max for his pee-mail check. I ran into this old man, 96, out walking his dog. OK I call it dog, because he swears that is what it was, but I still think it was a rat on a leash. I told him he can't see wiht his eyes any longer and that he should trust me, that at no dog. He just laughed. As we walked he told me the story of how he meet his wife. 80 years ago, WOW?? He just moved to town, and she was the "girl next door" They where married two years later. She pasted away two days before they 75 th anniversary. He said the first year, she would not even talk to him, but he kept the chase on, and in the end won. There wedding was one week after school was out. The dog he was walking was really hers, and was old and needed to be put down, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. OMG! We talked for about 30 mins and I feel like I have known him a life time. He still carries a picture of her in his wallet. They had 6 kids, and now have 21 grand kids and 10 great grand and 3 great, great grand kids. Holy cow bells bat man! He was a joy to talked with, and hope I can spend a few more time with him. He made my day. His name is Ralph and her name was Wilma.
OK time to jump in the shower, since I am returning to work today. UGH!
I once again wish you all a wonderful day.
Luana
Keep doing what you're doing, Keep getting what you're getting.
Highest/Surgery/Dr. Goal/Goal/Current
301 299 180 170 159
Nope didn't happen. I got Jeff and we got the dogs feed, leathered up....and Jeff's bike died. He has a new battery and he cannot figure out what happened. As I sat there with the rumble of the harley between my legs, I became sorely disappointed because it has been a long time since I have had the nerve to get Jeff up to go ride.
“When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others.” –Peace Pilgrim (1908-1981).