VSG so far

I know its been quite some time since I’ve did an update, but things haven’t been too easy. All of that is the past now, and I’m purely looking to the future.

I was sleeved on August 17, 2016. Here’s how its been so far:

I went in the hospital at 5:30 am. I was weighed in at 252 lbs. Nerves were actually pretty laxed and I felt confident. That morning I actually told my mom she could go home to my son and I would stay at the hospital myself that night. I can be so naive.

Surgery went off without a hitch. My gallbladder was good, so no removal of that. I had no hernias, so the only procedure was the sleeve. I woke up extremely nauseated. I was quickly given more meds and put back asleep for an additional 30 minutes to avoid throwing up. Once I was back in my room, I had many visitors. I was overwhelmed with how many people came to visit me and show their support.

The first day was, by far, the hardest. Since the procedure requires filling the abdomen with gas, I was full of extreme gas pains in my chest and left shoulder.Some walking relieved the pain temporarily, but the morphine did better. :p After a couple rounds of morphine and some great rest, I got up and did much more walking  and passed my blue ice test.

postop 2

Fast forward four days, I had my first protein shake! I thought I would do fine with my clear liquids since drinking was so painful, but the constant smells of my dad’s cooking had me wanting to scarf down some jambalaya so I drank a premier shake instead. I’m down 3 lbs from my preop weight, but swelling had me gain 5 lbs so technically I’m down 8 lbs?


I’m excited to see where this journey will lead me, and I’m happy to have you all following me through it.



The Start of it all

Weight. A pretty rough subject for almost anyone these days. We avoid scales, look away at doctor’s office, and ignore our distressed jeans trying to accommodate the weight we’ve put on.

Six months ago, at the start of a new job and during my health care enrollment, I saw my insurance would cover bariatric surgery. At that moment, I think my heart started beating faster than if I were running from a bear. Being so anxious, I started to process right then and there. Found out requirements for surgery. Found costs for all things surgery related. Found doctors covered under my insurance. Rambled aimlessly to anyone who would listen. I was consumed in the idea of changing my life, and not a day has passed that I haven’t thought about it.

Most insurances have a long list of requirements and steps before surgery can happen. Six months of meeting with the surgery staff, meeting a dietitian, have a psych evaluation, lots of blood work and other labs are the start. Having a large list of things to do for your doctor and insurance isn’t the least of worries. Trying to find the time to make all the doctor appointments, telling your friends and family about your decision (all the negative reactions were enough to make me hide from people for a few days) figure out the actual game plan of whats going to happen to you and your body, and psyching yourself up are the most detrimental things. It’s enough to send anyone over the edge of anxiety.

And here we are today. Three months down, three more to go. Psych evaluation was completed today. 340 questions guys! That’s lots of questions.