Sat. Oct 15

Good early early morning.   Another sleepless night.   

So good to see you Ocean.  You have had a tough go of it!    

Not the best of food days.  Left my prepared lunch at home and the only thing going were those ginormous supermarket muffins.  Ate 1/2 but it was larded with big chunks of chocolate.    Steps were only 5897.

today is another day to be walking forward.  Always forward.

Happy Sat everyone.

Good morning!  It's cold here on Cape Cod Mass (39 when I got up at 6:30), but sunny.  I'm sitting in my sunroom with the gas fire on listening to the dogs barking off and on at the gang of 20 or so turkeys that wandered by.  We have coyotes at night and turkeys during the day - you'd think they would balance out. I don't live in the woods in case you were wondering: I am in a neighborhood with a golf course on one side and a pond on the other.  

125 this morning.  I did okay with calories yesterday, but drank a glass of wine and had a roll when we went out to dinner last night.  My son is cooking short-ribs for visiting relatives tonight.  I usually do pretty well with that (feel restriction so don't overeat it, but do enjoy it).

Have a great Saturday!

Happy Saturday all!

139.4.  Liz, I live in Maine and I agree with you, it's pretty chilly!!!  I did go for a 4 mile run this morning but I was cold.

Today is about as relaxing as it gets in the world of three kids!  Hanging around home, hitting the craft store with my 12 year old daughter and out to dinner with a big group of family tonight.  We are going to a seafood place and I LOVE fried seafood!  But I will look for a substitute choice that's a little healthier but still yummy.  Will also eat lightly and low carb for breakfast and lunch.

Hope you all have a wonderful day!!

Heather :)

Hellllooooo!

125's this morning.  Yoga'd yesterday but low steps. 

We are between storms tho it is raining.  I should probably grab a few steps now but here I sit, typing.  I'm making chicken stock (already! before 8!) so I am somewhat productive. 

Yesterday, I had the most extreme reaction, ever, to my weight loss.  I'll tell you my story if you tell me yours.  

I'll go first: A patient comes in for blood pressure appointment.  She first met me long before my VSG and hadn't seen me since.  I know my change in appearance is confusing so I always make a point of introducing myself with a comment that we met years ago. I see her freeze with confusion.  I know something is coming but I keep on with the rhythm of the appointment, hoping she would keep her thoughts to herself.

Then she tries to choke out some words and instead bursts into tears and instantly progressed to full on bawling.  I give her kleenex. People sometimes cry in my appointments because I am so mean.  Nah, they cry because they are worried that they are dying of cardiovascular disease. (Later they cry because I am mean.)  

In this case, she was crying because she had prayed for me several times after we met in 2013.  So seeing me at a healthy weight was literally an answer to her prayers that she could see if her own eyes.  I am literally the embodiment of her miracle.  I felt some pressure to perform, but didn't know what to do so I thanked her for her caring.   She asked if I was scared.  I said I felt like I was in the twilight zone but wasn't particularly happy, sad, mad or scared.   Eventually, she stopped crying enough for us to get on with the appointment.

So, divine intervention!  

Protect your miracle today, my skinnies, 

Shel

Here goes:  A caregiver of my DW's grandmother has worked with us over 10 years.  Before that she took care of my dad's aunt.  She has known me only as SMO.  It has been 2 years since I have seen her.  When I saw her I greeted with my normal hug.  Too say the least she was leery of my attentions so I told her who I was.  She responded with a very dramatic ,"no you are not David, I know David and you are not him."  I tried my best to calm her.  Told her to listen to my voice.  Who my mother was, who my MIL is and who she had taken care of for the past decade.  She was none too sure when I left and she appeared to think someone from the other side was playing tricks on her.

Oh my goodness Shel! Your story gave me goosebumps! Love it!

A bit of a drive by post (love that expression Heather) but I'm at 113 on my 4th surgiversary. Talk about life changing. But as my hubby reminded me, it was not the single event that changed my life, but a culmination of that and the decisions I've made every day since then. 

Off to work for a split shift, with a major fashion event in store this evening. Poor DH is left to his own devices to get DD moved in.

Love to all of you!

Happy Surgiversary Linda! Have fun at the fashion event! What kind of deals can ya get for your VSG sisters? Lol!

Happy 4th! 

I am lost without my scale. Lost or FREE - I can't make up my mind. Either way I find myself checking UPS tracking several times per day. The scale has arrived in my city. Please, oh please, let them deliver it today. 

I feel a little like a young adult with my first credit card - I'm spending consciously, but liberally, and will be shocked when the bill comes in. Yet, that does not stop the spending. I need my bill to come in. 

I have a very busy day ahead: trimming two Airedales. Each dog takes three hours. I'll take a break for lunch at noon and get back to it at 1:00. Going to try to make a Costco run, too and I have to get to GNC as I am out of copper pills. 

I seem to have averted the cold bug I felt coming on since last weekend. It came and went on and off, but today it seems to be gone. At least, I'm hoping so. 

We got a prolonged drizzle yesterday. Enough to keep the kiddos in at recess, but not enough to make a difference in my garden. Was supposed to be a good storm, too. Just an hour north it was. Diane S, did you get the brunt of it? You're about 2 hours north of me. 

I emailed Momsy, so I hope to hear back soon. Hope she's doing well. 

Diane O. you are never alone on this board. We are always going through something at sometime. It is the nature of the beast. I believe that most of us became obese because, in a large part, we are highly sensitive and emotionally susceptible beings. We feel deeply and without our coping mechanisms to mask our feelings it can be a tough go! I'm so glad you came by to let us know how you are doing. 

Good thoughts for all this gray Saturday!