Hello hello hello, all!! I'm now 22 days post-op, THIRTY-SIX POUNDS DOWN, and I feel like a f****** RAINBOW!!i also feel like I haven't been on here in a year! I was a really really fast healer ((thank god I have my mother's genes )) anyway I took really well to the clear/full liquid diet and for the first week of the puree.
I'm most definitely getting in my 64 oz. of water each day at this point but there's been an irritating amount of constipation in my life over the past three weeks. Also, it might be stress related but I find that whenever I attempt to eat any kind of savory meat pureed, roughly 15 minutes later I feel like I'm going to be sick. But when I do it's just a lot of painful dry-heaves and I feel as though the (near liquified) food is stuck in my chest. It's dreadful but once I at least go through the motions I usually feel much better.
I still have a lot of trouble with getting my protein in which stresses me out- the shakes are so dense and filling it makes me so nauseous. but my main problem is that when I wake up my mouth is bone dry (I think I sleep with my mouth open) but then as soon as I eat anything I get this almost suffocatingly thick saliva that makes me feel so so so queasy. Has anyone gone through this?
I had to push forward my 1-month post-op appointment because I'M MOVING INTO COLLEGE ON SUNDAY!!!! This is also why it's taken so long for me to get out a post-op "sign of life" post. I literally got home from the hospital and my family was like "Oh? Oh, you can walk now? Okay, you'd best get packing, you leave in 3 weeks!!" I haven't weighed myself in about a week so I'm excited to get on the scale and see more progress tomorrow! (I don't think I've ever used the words "excited" and "scale" in the same sentence once in my entire life)
Looking back over this post as I edit, i can't help but laugh. It reads like an absolute nightmare like I've been living in hell for the past 3 weeks. But I swear on my life I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life. It's been so F U N to learn what my body is capable of and how it acclimates and deals with change. Every morning I wake up and think "Wait... this is MY body? Like, I get to keep it? It won't all vanish when I wake up tomorrow?" And that joy and excitement carries on to the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that . . .
Quite the adventure,
Kate
(P.S.- My cousin in california is having his surgery in November and he's starting to panic so my uncle is going to fly me out over winter break so that he can vent to someone who actually understands this process and what the mental emotional side is like. Weird that I'm already seen as like a fountain of advice on this subject hahaha)
((either way YA GIRL IS GOIN TO CALI!!!)
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