I think my body is trying to teach me patience

I guess I am one of those who are lucky?  I made it through the process for my revision relatively easy.  Although an upper GI and endoscope are not my ideas of fun, but they showed problems, so a means to an end.  I am now about to be 6 weeks out.  I had really no issues during surgery.  I think one time on the liquid diet before surgery I threw a fit for having been cut off.  I was a bad girl snuck out once ate a cheeseburger before surgery, and it made me sick.  Lesson learned.

Really was not nervous or scared for surgery, just wanted to get the show on the road, most pain was right when they woke me up until they gave me the lovely morphine pump.   I was up and walking that night, and sent home at noon the next day.  I did have a drain, I called my tether, and PITA, literally.  I****ing a nerve in my back, cause I knew I could not have gas that made me cry.  Heck the surgery did not hurt as bad as what that drain was pressing on.  I was driving a week later, doing small things around the house moving and such.  Went to work in two weeks, and in the whole time lost 17 pounds, gained back 3, and have finally in the past week lost 2  after not losing for 4 weeks basically.    Yeah I think my body is mocking me, but oh well, I will puni**** with the gym.  I am eating way healthier than before.  

I actually come home and cook meals, although tomorrow I have no clue, and trying not to force feed the bf beef again.    My only two worries are with mybody.  Before surger I had PCOS, which most of the time the surgery can repair, I am worried mine is not, will know more after labs are drawn this week.  Plus I have Chronic Epstein Barr, aka  Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.   My PCP is interested to see how the surgery works with that and granted, right now I have energy, but I fear it will run out.  Before surgery I was taking 1000 mcg of B-12 a day.  Plus 65mg(?) of Iron a day.  Those were my safety nets to give me energy to work and make it home and maybe do something at the house.  So I pray this is not the cure all, but the aid to help me finally win this battle.  Now tomorrow off to the gym I go for some cardio and water aerobics.    Sorry I rambled, just wanted to let you all know more about me and things I have going on in my twisted head.

When I saw your title, I thought this post was going to be about not eating slow enough, or chewing well enough, or eating something that your pouch rebeled against....  Those were the lessons in patience that my body had to teach me... LOL 

Sorry about the stall, and yes, those teach us patience too.. but take your measurements... early out those stalls were in pounds only, the inches were still falling away.....

Hang in there!

Karen

Stalls will happen, your body does rebel.  It goes through the forced starvation mode and hangs on to everything.  Keep pushing ahead, it will happen.  Remember it's not a speed race it a change in life that you learn slowly but surely.