Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my last post. I'm doing ok, thinking about it less which is good I guess, and trying to move on. I've been back to boot camp this week, which was great to feel like I was actually doing something other than eat! It has been hard to get back into "band eating" mode after our holiday, where I ate like a normal person most of the time. My husband and sister were the only people who knew about my band on our whole holiday, so I was trying to stay inconspicuous. It must have worked though! No strange looks from anyone or funny comments.
I did take hubby to boot camp on Friday, it was really interesting to see how he went. See, he plays squash and swims, but he has never done anything resembling boot camp. He had to take a break at one point to avoid throwing up, and afterwards he said to me "You do this and then go to work??" (He had the day off). I think he has a new respect for my fitness, even though he beats me at just about everything else athletic!
Nothing much else to report at the moment, I have an appointment with my surgeon tomorrow. I haven't lost any weight since last time so will be interesting to see if he recommends an adjustment. I'm almost tempted to ask for one as I have been getting hungrier and have been eating more than usual, (not to mention that I've not budged on the scales), but then every now and then I'm reminded that my band is there and it isn't comfortable. I will see what he decides.
Anyway, I'm procrastinating. I have people coming for afternoon tea in an hour and we don't have anywhere to sit yet! Better go clear off the dining table.
Sunday, 20 May 2012
Monday, 7 May 2012
The Good, the Bad and the Holiday
Hello there blogland! I know, it has been a really long time since I've been in to see you. In the beginning it was because I had a good secret that I was keeping, then it was because I couldn't share something bad with you til I had spoken to some people in person, and then it was because I was far away from my computer on a much needed holiday. So this recap may be a little heavy, I apologise in advance and understand if you stop reading now.
So here it goes...
The Good: On a Thursday, about 7 weeks ago, I had a fantastic day! I was weighed an measured after finishing up boot camp, and found I had lost 3kgs and almost 8% body fat! I was very happy about this, it put me at my Lowest Adult Weight! This was also a good day because it was confirmed I was pregnant! Having a baby was one of the main reasons I decided to get the band, so I was over the moon. I'd been to the GP and had some blood tests, and we thought things were clear. I was six weeks along.
The Bad: So the next day, a Friday, was the worst day I've had in quite some time. What started as some mild cramping during the day turned into excruciating pain at about 630pm that night. Hubby rushed me to the emergency room, and they saw me very quickly. I thought that I was miscarrying, however the news from the doctors was worse. I actually was experiencing a ruptured fallopian tube, my pregnancy was ectopic and they took me off to surgery to remove my tube. Luckily I didn't lose too much blood, and they released me about 24hrs later. I cried for the first couple of days, just about non stop or whenever I had to tell anyone about it, or when I thought about what I'd really lost. I spoke to my best friends and my mum, but my sister was overseas on her honeymoon and I couldn't speak to her yet. I wanted to tell her, but not in an email.
The Holiday: So where does the holiday come in? Well, we actually had a holiday planned for Europe, to crash my sisters honeymoon (don't worry, we were invited), and we were leaving 2 weeks after the emergency surgery. Luckily, the doctors said I would still be able to go on our trip. They gave me some anti-embolism stockings to wear on the plane, and told me that my physical scars would heal much faster than my emotional ones. So we went on our holiday. 2 weeks in Italy, sharing a villa with my sister and her new Husband (and a couple of other friends) which meant I got to tell my sister in person and have some additional emotional support. I still enjoyed our trip, but there was always the nagging feeling in the back of my head that something was missing. I will post more about our trip later, and maybe some photos too.
Anyway, so now I am back. I've had a few days at work, which I was very anxious about. Did I mention that I work in a hospital? The hospital I was admitted into? I know that just about everyone at work knows my business and I wasn't sure how people were going to treat me. Thankfully they were really good about it, most didn't mention it at all. The hardest part is there is another girl at work who is pregnant, and almost the same dates as I would have been. I'm trying not to think about that too much.
Where to from here? Well I've signed up for another boot camp starting next Monday (16th). I have over 500 blog posts on my reader to catch up on! And I need to get back into a normal routine, eating a bit better. I haven't been over the top bad with my eating, and only gained 0.5kg in 4 weeks of holidays which I thought was pretty good, but I have been a bit slack with the band rules. Speaking of routines, need to get back into blogging too!
Ok, that is enough for now! Off to read some blogs! xoxo
So here it goes...
The Good: On a Thursday, about 7 weeks ago, I had a fantastic day! I was weighed an measured after finishing up boot camp, and found I had lost 3kgs and almost 8% body fat! I was very happy about this, it put me at my Lowest Adult Weight! This was also a good day because it was confirmed I was pregnant! Having a baby was one of the main reasons I decided to get the band, so I was over the moon. I'd been to the GP and had some blood tests, and we thought things were clear. I was six weeks along.
The Bad: So the next day, a Friday, was the worst day I've had in quite some time. What started as some mild cramping during the day turned into excruciating pain at about 630pm that night. Hubby rushed me to the emergency room, and they saw me very quickly. I thought that I was miscarrying, however the news from the doctors was worse. I actually was experiencing a ruptured fallopian tube, my pregnancy was ectopic and they took me off to surgery to remove my tube. Luckily I didn't lose too much blood, and they released me about 24hrs later. I cried for the first couple of days, just about non stop or whenever I had to tell anyone about it, or when I thought about what I'd really lost. I spoke to my best friends and my mum, but my sister was overseas on her honeymoon and I couldn't speak to her yet. I wanted to tell her, but not in an email.
The Holiday: So where does the holiday come in? Well, we actually had a holiday planned for Europe, to crash my sisters honeymoon (don't worry, we were invited), and we were leaving 2 weeks after the emergency surgery. Luckily, the doctors said I would still be able to go on our trip. They gave me some anti-embolism stockings to wear on the plane, and told me that my physical scars would heal much faster than my emotional ones. So we went on our holiday. 2 weeks in Italy, sharing a villa with my sister and her new Husband (and a couple of other friends) which meant I got to tell my sister in person and have some additional emotional support. I still enjoyed our trip, but there was always the nagging feeling in the back of my head that something was missing. I will post more about our trip later, and maybe some photos too.
Anyway, so now I am back. I've had a few days at work, which I was very anxious about. Did I mention that I work in a hospital? The hospital I was admitted into? I know that just about everyone at work knows my business and I wasn't sure how people were going to treat me. Thankfully they were really good about it, most didn't mention it at all. The hardest part is there is another girl at work who is pregnant, and almost the same dates as I would have been. I'm trying not to think about that too much.
Where to from here? Well I've signed up for another boot camp starting next Monday (16th). I have over 500 blog posts on my reader to catch up on! And I need to get back into a normal routine, eating a bit better. I haven't been over the top bad with my eating, and only gained 0.5kg in 4 weeks of holidays which I thought was pretty good, but I have been a bit slack with the band rules. Speaking of routines, need to get back into blogging too!
Ok, that is enough for now! Off to read some blogs! xoxo
Sunday, 12 February 2012
6 months!
Goodness how time flies! Speaking of flying, I'm currently winging my way back home after a quick weekend away to celebrate with my sister before her wedding. I'm on my second flight for the day, and the in-flight entertainment is identical to the last one. So, what better time than to draft a blog post (to be uploaded once on solid ground of course).
I realised belatedly that Friday was 6 months since my surgery. So where am I sitting six months out? Well, I've lost 15kg since my first appointment with the surgeon, and 20kg from my heaviest recorded. These numbers may look familiar, as they are exactly the same as two weeks ago. Yup, 2 weeks of boot camp, tracking accountability etc and I've lost nada. Nothing. So very frustrating! I'm sure there are reasons, and I'm sure the scales will make me happy again soon, however I'll pause briefly for a pity party, table for one.
Ok, now that is over with, moving on. This weekend was lots of fun! We had a hens afternoon for my sister, starting with a high tea at a fancy hotel, then drinks/nibbles at a fancy bar. The best part was that we all dressed up in our finery, 40s/50s glamour style! I wore a dress that I bought off the Internet about 2 weeks after my surgery, hoping I would fit into it one day. That day was this weekend, very conveniently! I felt very fancy, and just a little bit sexy. Pity hubs didn't come with me ;)
Chatting with my BFF who was there (and after a some Dutch courage cocktails), I uploaded a pic of myself to fb in my dress. It was kind of my "revealing", as I had not posted a full length pic of myself in, well, six months! 20 comments and 28 likes later, it really reminded me of how far I've come, even if I'm currently frustrated with lack of progress. I didn't mention the, um, foundation garments underneath, but everyone wears them these days anyway. Don't they? ;)
So, I will take some proper comparison pics at some point, but for now here is a headless version of my 1950s housewife look for your viewing pleasure. And I'll get back to my boring flight.
I realised belatedly that Friday was 6 months since my surgery. So where am I sitting six months out? Well, I've lost 15kg since my first appointment with the surgeon, and 20kg from my heaviest recorded. These numbers may look familiar, as they are exactly the same as two weeks ago. Yup, 2 weeks of boot camp, tracking accountability etc and I've lost nada. Nothing. So very frustrating! I'm sure there are reasons, and I'm sure the scales will make me happy again soon, however I'll pause briefly for a pity party, table for one.
Ok, now that is over with, moving on. This weekend was lots of fun! We had a hens afternoon for my sister, starting with a high tea at a fancy hotel, then drinks/nibbles at a fancy bar. The best part was that we all dressed up in our finery, 40s/50s glamour style! I wore a dress that I bought off the Internet about 2 weeks after my surgery, hoping I would fit into it one day. That day was this weekend, very conveniently! I felt very fancy, and just a little bit sexy. Pity hubs didn't come with me ;)
Chatting with my BFF who was there (and after a some Dutch courage cocktails), I uploaded a pic of myself to fb in my dress. It was kind of my "revealing", as I had not posted a full length pic of myself in, well, six months! 20 comments and 28 likes later, it really reminded me of how far I've come, even if I'm currently frustrated with lack of progress. I didn't mention the, um, foundation garments underneath, but everyone wears them these days anyway. Don't they? ;)
So, I will take some proper comparison pics at some point, but for now here is a headless version of my 1950s housewife look for your viewing pleasure. And I'll get back to my boring flight.
Monday, 30 January 2012
Lessons from Boot Camp
- my instructor is awesome, he is of the "at your own pace" school of thought, rather than the "I'm going to scream at you til you vomit" school. Much more my style, I'm more likely to want to impress him too.
- I wasn't the biggest person in the class! This may not seem like a big deal, but every other group fitness class I've taken, I was the biggest and I felt like I didn't fit in. One of these things is not like the others etc. Now, I'm not the skinniest by a long way, but I feel more like I belong there.
- being paired with someone who had never boxed before meant I didnT really get too much of a workout. Hopefully next time I will either get someone else or she will have improved a bit (to be fair to her, she did go first so she didnt have anyone to copy from).
- I need to drink way more water than what I did today. By lunchtime I had a horrible headache that wouldn't go away. I quickly downed two ibuprofen and then regretted it. I felt like they sat in my pouch dissolving, and gave me terrible indigestion. I won't be making that mistake again!
- most importantly, I CAN get out of bed that early ane exercise, even if it means going to be at 830pm the night before!
Cheerio!
Sunday, 29 January 2012
I may, in fact, be crazy.
Why is that, you ask? Well at 5am tomorrow morning I will be hauling my sorry ass out of bed and going to a boot camp. Not only that, but I will be doing this three times a week for the next SIX WEEKS! Am I nuts? Bonkers? Stark raving mad? I will tell you tomorrow!
In other news, I weighed in this morning at 74.9kg (165 lbs). I'm pretty pleased with that! I have been averaging under my calorie limit (some days a little up, some a little down). I'm hoping that the 6 weeks of boot camp will help me move downwards a bit faster. Conveniently, it includes the 5 weeks leading up to my sisters wedding, where I am going to be a bridesmaid. Eek! The dress is lovely, floor length and purple. I would post a pic, but she reads this and will kill me ;) The dress is also now several sizes too big, as it was ordered just after my surgery. I knew I would be losing weight, but the dress is still too big. I've booked in to my favourite alterations lady (who did my wedding dress) to have it taken in (and up - as usual it is about 3 feet too long). I'm thinking of having a purse made from the extra material to match.
Oh, I also had a small fill from my surgeon last week (or was it the week before?). I did have 7ml in a 10ml band, now I have 7.5ml. I can certainly feel the difference, mostly in the first few bites. I have to remember to CHEW before I swallow things. Luckily no more PB's but a few uncomfortable moments here and there.
I'm slowly creeping towards my Lowest Adult Weight. I think once I make it there, I will feel like I am actually making progress. At the moment, I just feel like I am losing the same weight I have lost before, undoing all the weight I have regained. Does that make sense? I am really looking forward to some numbers I've NEVER seen before. Once I get to 72.5, you will be able to hear me shouting from the rooftops. Get ready for that! Never mind how excited I will be once I'm no longer obese, and just boringly overweight. That number, for interest's sake, is 71kg.
Bring. It. On.
In other news, I weighed in this morning at 74.9kg (165 lbs). I'm pretty pleased with that! I have been averaging under my calorie limit (some days a little up, some a little down). I'm hoping that the 6 weeks of boot camp will help me move downwards a bit faster. Conveniently, it includes the 5 weeks leading up to my sisters wedding, where I am going to be a bridesmaid. Eek! The dress is lovely, floor length and purple. I would post a pic, but she reads this and will kill me ;) The dress is also now several sizes too big, as it was ordered just after my surgery. I knew I would be losing weight, but the dress is still too big. I've booked in to my favourite alterations lady (who did my wedding dress) to have it taken in (and up - as usual it is about 3 feet too long). I'm thinking of having a purse made from the extra material to match.
Oh, I also had a small fill from my surgeon last week (or was it the week before?). I did have 7ml in a 10ml band, now I have 7.5ml. I can certainly feel the difference, mostly in the first few bites. I have to remember to CHEW before I swallow things. Luckily no more PB's but a few uncomfortable moments here and there.
I'm slowly creeping towards my Lowest Adult Weight. I think once I make it there, I will feel like I am actually making progress. At the moment, I just feel like I am losing the same weight I have lost before, undoing all the weight I have regained. Does that make sense? I am really looking forward to some numbers I've NEVER seen before. Once I get to 72.5, you will be able to hear me shouting from the rooftops. Get ready for that! Never mind how excited I will be once I'm no longer obese, and just boringly overweight. That number, for interest's sake, is 71kg.
Bring. It. On.
Tuesday, 17 January 2012
20 Down, 20 to Go.
So, dear readers, as of this morning, I am officially down 20 kilograms (44 pounds) from my highest (measured) weight. I stepped on the scales twice, just to check!
In honour of this occasion, I bring you a photo from our wedding. I now weigh less than I did on my wedding day, but not quite as little as when I met my hubby. Hopefully that will come soon!
And in other news... I now have 80 followers. 80!! When did that happen?? Welcome!! If I'm not following you, please leave me a comment so I can drop in and visit you too.
That's all for now, battery running out on the laptop!!
In honour of this occasion, I bring you a photo from our wedding. I now weigh less than I did on my wedding day, but not quite as little as when I met my hubby. Hopefully that will come soon!
And in other news... I now have 80 followers. 80!! When did that happen?? Welcome!! If I'm not following you, please leave me a comment so I can drop in and visit you too.
That's all for now, battery running out on the laptop!!
Tuesday, 10 January 2012
Blink and you missed it
The last MONTH that is! How on earth did it get to be so long between posts?
Oh that's right. It was December. Which meant Christmas, and end of year stress at work, and taking over my new role at work, and a visit from my parents (who don't know about the band), and New Year, and working overtime, and then a road trip to visit a friend (who also doesn't know), and then back home, put hubby on a plane, and now it is already Tuesday the 10th! Of January!!!
SO how is everyone? I'm madly trying to catch up on some blogs tonight, although I really need to write something for uni that needs to be done by tomorrow. It is one of those unfortunate times where staring at the computer screen is not making words appear, and the stress of no words is making the job even harder. I'm trying not to let the stress snowball, as that will result in nothing getting done at all. At least blogging now will take away the guilt of not blogging for so long, and give me one less thing to stress about.
I think this is the first year it what seems like forever that I DIDN'T put on any weight over Christmas. I successfully maintained at 77.1kg (170 lb), and since then I am actually down to 76.2kg (168 lb). I'm pretty happy with that! I kept tracking as best I could on MFP, even though I know I probably underestimated my calories everyday, it still kept me mostly honest. This was especially hard with my folks here, and having to not draw attention to what I was eating.
Only 0.7kg to go, then I am down 20kg from my highest recorded weight, and 4kg to my lowest adult weight! I have an appointment next Monday with my surgeon and I would love to be at 75kg even by then, so I'm aiming to stay under my calorie targets every day and to get some exercise in too. Hubby is away until Thursday night, so I might be able to zumba it up in the lounge room tomorrow night :)
Hope all is well out there in blog land, and a belated Happy New Year to all!
Oh that's right. It was December. Which meant Christmas, and end of year stress at work, and taking over my new role at work, and a visit from my parents (who don't know about the band), and New Year, and working overtime, and then a road trip to visit a friend (who also doesn't know), and then back home, put hubby on a plane, and now it is already Tuesday the 10th! Of January!!!
SO how is everyone? I'm madly trying to catch up on some blogs tonight, although I really need to write something for uni that needs to be done by tomorrow. It is one of those unfortunate times where staring at the computer screen is not making words appear, and the stress of no words is making the job even harder. I'm trying not to let the stress snowball, as that will result in nothing getting done at all. At least blogging now will take away the guilt of not blogging for so long, and give me one less thing to stress about.
I think this is the first year it what seems like forever that I DIDN'T put on any weight over Christmas. I successfully maintained at 77.1kg (170 lb), and since then I am actually down to 76.2kg (168 lb). I'm pretty happy with that! I kept tracking as best I could on MFP, even though I know I probably underestimated my calories everyday, it still kept me mostly honest. This was especially hard with my folks here, and having to not draw attention to what I was eating.
Only 0.7kg to go, then I am down 20kg from my highest recorded weight, and 4kg to my lowest adult weight! I have an appointment next Monday with my surgeon and I would love to be at 75kg even by then, so I'm aiming to stay under my calorie targets every day and to get some exercise in too. Hubby is away until Thursday night, so I might be able to zumba it up in the lounge room tomorrow night :)
Hope all is well out there in blog land, and a belated Happy New Year to all!
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