Everything has changed
Everything has changed. In the span of a mere two weeks, as of today, my appearance has changed, my clothes are drooping, my energy level seems through the roof and old patterns of using food as my drug-of-choice to escape (just as surely as an alcoholic or drug addict does) is rapidly fading. I had my post-op follow-up exam yesterday: In 13 days, 31 pounds lost. I'm now at a weight I have not seen for five years or more. I realize this is just the beginning of this journey -- but I am already enjoying the scenery. The doc has given his clearance for me to return to work as long as I take it easy. He had suggested Monday would be better, but since I'm doing so well he acquiesced and OK'd a Wednesday (tomorrow) return. I'll be on a strict schedule for getting up regularly, moving around, eating my two-ounce meals at the right times (8 a.m. breakfast, noon lunch) and I plan on walking during the lunch break as well, keeping up the routine I've had daily since March 26, the day after I was released from the hospital. But I feel better about this decision to return to work -- and I feel great physically, too -- because it will spell some relief from supportive colleagues at the Trib who have acted more like friends than mere co-workers. Onward!
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Hammering away the pounds!
Congratulations Bob and welcome the loser’s bench! Losing 31 pounds in 13 days feels terrific doesn’t it. It only gets better. I stayed off of work for 3 weeks but I felt like I could have gone back in two as I started going stir-crazy sitting around the house. Be a little careful tomorrow and don’t be afraid to call it a short day. When I went back to work I found that I didn’t have as much energy as I thought. I was totally exhausted by the end of the day, but my energy levels improved rather quickly. Good Luck to you tomorrow.
May Your Lantern Burn Bright,
Paul