Monday, March 14, 2011

Another one bites the dust!

*KIDNEY STONES*
(to the TUNE: "Gloria" by Laura Brannigan)

"Kidney stones -- you're always in my bladder.
You've got me doubled over ...
(People do not know what's the maaaattter)

I drink my water every hour of the daaayyy
And yet you keep on formin'
The pain was starting in my back ...
I know that this was just my warnnnnin' ~

You really don't remember
I told you not to come on back
I'm sick and tired of your attacks ...
Stupid kidney stones .... "

(I'm not interested in doing additional verses ... just *blasting* my kidney stones via song. 
Thanks - I feel better now!)
 *~*~*~
Not a pretty sight but I finally passed another kidney stone today -- at work of all places!  Great fun (???).  Geeesh*

I know it's disgusting when you stop to think that I actually reach into the toilet to snatch these suckers out before flushing so I can show off my feat ... but hey - I needed some credit.  [ha - I guess it's kinda like showing off you're new baby after delivery ... let's face it - they're not always that cute right outta' the shoot either!] ... 

Soooo - my day went something like this:  Got up - ouch.  Went to the bathroom - ouch.  Went to work - ouch.  Answered phones - ouch.  Went to the bathroom - ouch.  Passed another  kidney stone - ahhhh.  Went and laid down in the conference room for 10 min.  :-)  And ... I felt ~

Better!

Anywhooo - back to what I was originally saying - you can't really tell but this most recent stone was like glass ... it actually sparkled and, if it hadn't hurt like he**, might've been considered somewhat --- "pretty"?!?  LOL 

I really have had a lot of (too many) issues with kidney stones post gastric bypass ... not sure if this is the same for you?  I sincerely hope not!  I have a great deal to learn (or accept) as far as consuming Starbuck's Salted Caramel Hot Chocolate(s) and ... dare I admit it ... peanut M&M's.  sigh*   Chocolate and ... (well, there isn't anything to add but chocolate ... I was going to give two examples of the things that tempt me but ... it's not chocolate and _____ -- it really is just chocolate) ... Simply put:  Chocolate remains my downfall.

I paid for my indiscretions this month ... one too many hot chocolates = one too many kidney stone(s).  Live and learn.

LEARN.
LEARN.

Learn, damnit!  I think I'm *finally* getting it!  I think I'm *finally* learning this lesson so I don't have to keep retaking this class!  ;-)

More later - and, as always, I'll keep you ...

~ posted

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Ode to the Post-Op Pooch

A few weeks back, on a whim, I decided to attend the last hour of a local "All About Women" health fair.  I was there to look for one specific booth: "Plastic Surgery Associates."  [I'd seen their booths/displays set up in the past and had always dreamed of the "day in the future" when I would become their patient.  At one point in my life that seemed an impossibility but today it seems like it's "right there" ... within reach!]  :-)

Anywhooo - back to my story ... after scouting a couple rooms - and bypassing some impressive tables/displays (all the while resisting impulse buys of jewelry, handbags and homemade honey!), I saw the banner for Plastic Surgery Associates looming overhead and, lo and behold, Dr. Mendez was actually 'manning' (pardon the pun) his booth. 

Impressive.

I went to talk with him and found him extremely approachable.  Lucky for me his booth was empty - in fact, most of the tables were breaking down for the day so the entire room/warehouse was growing quiet and things were winding down.  Dr. Mendez asked me what I was interested in discussing so I told him about my gastric bypass surgery in 2009 and my subsequent weight loss. We talked about how long I would need to wait before scheduling an initial consult, etc.  I also inquired as to whether or not I could expect to lose any additional weight from any/all skin removal during the tummy tuck/lipo process, etc.  Dr. Mendez asked what my expectations from surgery were and I told him that, ultimately, I would like to feel a lot better about my body than I do at present.  I feel great when I have clothing on.  When I take off the clothing ... mmmm ... notsumuch!  :-/ 

He looked at me - kind of gave me the visual "once over" - and then asked if my upper arms were an issue.  (ha - the way he posed the question made me laugh and I wanted to respond with, "Well ... they *weren't* ... until just NOW!"  Instead I said, "No.").  ;-)  My upper arm area probably should be an issue based on magazine images but - I'm happy to say my arms really don't bug me all that much.  Do I wish they were firmer/toner/less flabby?  Yeah, I guess.  And while I wouldn't say I'm particularly "proud" of that part of my body - I'm taking into consideration the whole picture here and placing priorities on what I want help with.  If money were no object?  Sure, fix the bat wings.  But - if I have to pick and choose ... my stomach and my butt and my thighs and my boobs definitely take precedence - in that order!

So -- Dr. Mendez asked some further questions.  Then he said it's always best to get to ones goal weight prior to weight loss surgery (not to bank on weight loss surgery as a tool for weight loss) but he followed up by asking if I had discussed a goal weight with my personal physician.  I said that yes, I had, and that her recommendation was for me to weigh no less than 135 (I currently weigh 1 pound less than my doctor's goal).  He then asked me how much I would need to lose to get to my personal goal weight and I told him I wanted to weigh no more than 125 pounds. 


Dr. Mendez concluded by saying it sounds like the only question now is the length of time that I have maintained my loss.  It should be no less than one year and I'm okay with taking the time to drop another 9 pounds and then working to maintain that loss for at least a year.  Realistically (& financially) I could not afford surgery or the additional time off from work this year anyway (probably not even next) and I want to do this right.  I'm definitely still in the process of learning how to eat/exercise/maintain -- and I do still want to work off that last 8-9 pounds.  And my brain needs to catch up with my body ... the other day I walked into the bathroom and I was actually taken back by what I saw ... I was half asleep and expected to see the fat chick in the mirror.  When I turned on the light I saw a smaller version of me reflecting back and realized that, for a second, I had actually kind of forgotten I was thinner.  It was a great feeling but I really need to connect my head and my belly!

Long story short (too late, I know ...) I came away from the spur of the moment consult with Dr. Mendez feeling informed, motivated and optimistic about having at least a tummy tuck and lipo at some point in the future.

He recommended I come to a complimentary seminar in April so I signed up to attend.  If you attend the seminar you receive your follow-up in office consult free (which I already knew because I work at a medical office and we see their patients regularly).  The appointment for a consult doesn't have to be made by any deadline so I could attend the seminar this April and have a consult next year at this time if I wanted.

The only thing is -- I've been "shopping around" online.  One of my co-workers (a post gastric bypass patient herself) recommended a surgeon she'd heard of down in the Beverly Hills area so ... I scoped out some of this Center's "Before/After" photos.  This surgeon's work is AMAZING.  I felt like I was kinda/sorta gawking at a porn magazine (sans ooh la la!) -- but there were numerous nudes on there that had REMARKABLE transformations.  I was so impressed with this surgeon's site ...

I just cannot imagine myself traveling sooo far for plastic surgery.  There must be good plastic surgeons closer.  Then again - I traveled over 5 hours for my gastric bypass.  At any rate - I am thinking, thinking, thinking ...

I *wish* I didn't have to go down the plastic surgery road -- I *wish* I didn't have all this excess skin ... but ~ "if wishes were fishes" ...
I'm contemplating, I'm thinking, I'm dreaming ... and now I'm planning -- planning on pulling a big ol' leftover Blue Mountain Spring Water plastic jug out of the recycling in the garage so I can start filling it with pennies -- pennies for the post-op pooch!!

More later ~

Monday, March 7, 2011

My head's still spinning ...

Yesterday my daughter spun on out I-80 near Vacaville.  She described the incident in the following manner,
“Mom, I saw a car coming up on my right side as I was trying to merge into the exit lane.  He was ‘right there’ so I tried to go back into my lane.  I think I must’ve overcorrected – but it’s all such a blur!  I hydroplaned and the next thing I knew I was spinning in circles and I couldn’t control anything.  It happened so fast but I felt like the whole thing was happening in super slow motion.  And for one split second I thought, ‘Is this how I’m going to die?  I’m not ready to die yet.’  I was spinning out – I saw the center guardrail coming at me and I just couldn’t take control of the car.  It’s like it had a mind of its own … I ended up in the center divide facing the traffic in the opposite direction.  I can’t believe this all happened.“ 
Such scary words to hear coming from your firstborn!  Yes, she’s an adult @ 22 years of age but still and always – your firstborn baby.  You never want to get any type of a call that there has been an accident – even if it is HER voice you hear at the other end of the line and you realize in the fog that yes, she’s obviously still alive and okay.  So many questions – and the stress of being 2 hours away unable to be there – right THEN and there!
There’s so much more to that story but I’m trying to do what I am never able to do in a blog – I’m trying to abbreviate, condense.  The moral of the story above is – thankfully – my daughter is just fine.  Her car didn’t fare as well but she is scratch free, injury free, hers was the only vehicle involved and she is only complaining about the loss of her “tax refund buffer” now that her insurance rates will go up.   That irritation is a good sign … she’s sounds normal.  J
Once I stopped reeling from the “what if’s” of the events of yesterday and had said my bazillion “thanks be to God” for protecting my kiddo (I’m still saying those as I write this, by the way) … I was trying to get back into the swing and normalcy of my day today - the day “after” the call. 
Her words replayed in my mind:  “… it happened so fast” … “I was spinning out” … “ I saw the center guardrail coming at me and I just couldn’t take control of the car.  It’s like it had a mind of its own.” 
Do you ever feel this way when it comes to food?  I’ve felt that way sooo many times … the words I wanted to offer my daughter were as follows:  “Learn from this experience, sis.  You are fortunate nobody else was involved.  Accidents happen but as much as you can – prepare in this weather.  Leave a little earlier, plan ahead and be aware of your surroundings.”
Not all of those words apply to hunger/spinning out of control/food type situations but … I think I can learn a lot from a phone call about a spin out.  I need to be prepared, plan ahead, pay attention to my surroundings.
And this next bit of advice doesn’t apply to food but … it’s always a good idea to be current on your insurance.  Thanks Allstate!  We’re in good hands thanks to you … and a little (lotta'?) help from Above!  ;-)