At the end of March, I separated from my husband of 20 years. I know a lot of stories have circulated about people separating and/or divorcing after weight loss surgery, but mine wasn't really because of that. He is just a very unhappy person who was dragging me down with him. I struggled with my weight even WITH the band because of his misery and how easily he shared the wealth, so to speak. Though, if you've been reading for any length of time, this probably came as no surprise.
I have begun taking care of myself like never before, exercising most days and using an app to help me log my food (Lose It! for those of you who are wondering, though my sister uses My Fitness Pal). I began a new job nearly a year ago that I love, and have gained and lost more weight (I went back up as high as 240 as recently as this last Christmas, and am down 26 pounds since then). Just this month alone, I've lost 8 pounds.
Friends who also had lap bands have converted to the sleeve for numerous reasons. Many simply had band failure. I still have mine, but I have not had a fill in a few years. Really, I haven't had to. I DO worry, however, that, like my friends, something could go hinky with it. There are times I feel a slight burning sensation, even after drinking water. I'm no longer in a position where I feel I could go have another surgery, especially due to the separation.
I thought the lowest I had been was around 218, but I see by my ticker here that it was 212.4. Well, I'm only two pounds more than that, so once I pass that number, it will be the least I've weighed in many, many years. I can see it over the horizon, and then, hello ONEDERLAND! My sister had promised me a vacation once I hit Onederland, so it's time for me to start preparing her for that inevitability. Additionally, I am going to be Matron of Honor for my friend's wedding in October, so it's another thing to work for.
So... what's been going on with y'all?? I've missed everyone.
