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Friday, July 24, 2015

Weigh In #1 - July 24

So I've been doing better with my eating than I have in a very very long time. I've stayed (mostly) grain free. I can't say that I've been 100% grain free because I haven't. But 99% of the time I have been having nothing but protein, fruits and vegetables. Add that to the fact that I was ill for the first 2 days, I was expecting a great weigh in. So imagine my surprise when I stepped on the scale a few days ago to see my weight UP! 

I panicked a little. How could that happen!? Usually in the first week of eating right and actively trying to lose weight you have a big drop because your body lets go of all the water it's holding on to. But the lovely part of being female is our monthly cycles which can actually cause us to hang on to excess water. Usually this isn't a huge problem for me because of my PCOS which causes me to have infrequent cycles. This month happened to be my lucky month and my cycle appeared this week which is likely why I saw a jump in the scale mid-week. 

After my minor freak out I still managed To keep myself on track and the scale rewarded me with a 2.6lb loss. Current weight is 310.4. 

We went grocery shopping the other day and my fridge and pantry are stocked with healthy food to keep me on track for this next week. I also plan on getting my house in order so my life doesn't feel so chaotic. I have also finally driven for the first time since my accident so I will be able to get into the gym. I plan on connecting with a trainer as I will obviously have to work around my screwed up leg.

How was your week? What goals have you set for yourself?


Sunday, July 19, 2015

Banana allergy?

I felt so much better yesterday...until after dinner that is. I was craving something sweet so, of course behaving, I grabbed a banana and within minutes I felt ill again. I knew I was going to throw up. After I got finished being sick, I started thinking and realized that I'd eaten a banana both times right before I got ill. 

I started doing some research online and found that banana allergies can appear suddenly in adults and within minutes of investing the fruit, a person with a banana allergy can develop GI symptoms and other more classic allergic responses (hives, swelling, urticaria, etc). I found this fascinating and sad because I love bananas, but feeling like that is sooooo not worth it. 

So here I am, not having eaten much of anything substantial (that has stayed down) in 2 whole days. I have a headache, I'm hungry but don't trust my stomach (the banana thing is just a theory at this point), and am exhausted from being up all night with a sore stomach. 

I hope today goes a little better.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

The aftermath

Yesterday was a terrible terrible day. I felt sick all day, had a massive headache and spent the majority of my day in bed napping. I couldn't eat or even think about eating until about 9pm...and even then I could only stomach some yogurt. Chris brought me home some gingerale to help soothe my stomach (am I the only one who's parents gave flat gingerale for upset tummies?). I went to bed still feeling blah and had a tossy turney night just not feeling well.

I woke up this morning feeling much better but we still didn't get out of bed until 11:30. Upon getting up I made a nice brunch of nectarines and cottage cheese. Out of curiosity I stepped on the scale just to see what the effects of being ill and not eating much yesterday was. The scale showed 309.3...dang near 4lbs over night. So not healthy. And no I'm not expecting that to stick because obviously I plan on eating food the rest of the week. I still want to be gentle on my stomach today.

How do you be gentle on your stomach after being sick? 

Friday, July 17, 2015

The initial weigh in

What a lousy night that is turning in to a lousy day. I went to bed around 1:30am and fell asleep quite quickly but I tossed and turned a lot. Then when my alarm went of at 6am to take my medication, I was wide awake. I stayed in bed and tried to fall asleep for over 3 hours before finally giving up. I knew that once I committed to getting up, I had to weigh in. So after brushing my teeth and washing my face, I did just that.

And there staring back at me was 313.0...yikes. It was more than I thought it'd be. But I'm not going to get down about it. It's a starting point. 

I came downstairs and made myself a nice healthy breakfast of scrambled eggs, a nectarine, a banana and a cold glass of water. Then I promptly began to feel ill. Eggs and me have an off and on relationship. Sometimes I'm fine with them, sometimes they give me stomach issues. But this is the first time they've ever made me throw up. So here I am, not feeling so great, having thrown up my breakfast and the thought of eating anything makes my stomach turn. I'm trying to sip water but now my stomach is so sore that I just doesn't feel good. Netflix marathon is sounding likely.

What are your favorite carb-free breakfasts that doesn't include eggs?

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Here we go again...

Hello out there...if anybody is still out there. It's been a while. A lot has changed and gone on in my life. Weight loss hasn't been one of those things. Unfortunately I am basically back to the weight I was when I started this blog. I could sit here and list all the reasons why: I was busy with work, I didn't have time, yadda, yadda, yadda. Frankly, I was just lazy and I didn't care. I wanted to eat what I wanted and do what I wanted. That didn't bode well for the nearly 40lbs I had lost...obviously. So here I am again. Let's catch up shall we.

In January 2014 I started a new job (in addition to the job I was already working) and loved it. I was working 60-70 hour work weeks and getting paid for education to specialize in the emergency room. And I was damn good at my job if I do say so myself. I also was going to school and taking a cardiac dysrhythmia and management course (which I ended up with an overall grade of an A). Needless to say I was pretty busy. 2014 basically consisted of work work work and more work. But I was happy. I'd go to Zumba on occasion and was constantly here there and everywhere. I was never home and I was always busy. On days off, we would go on day trips, go away for the weekend or just engage in activities in our area. 2014 was a lot of fun for me. We were even planning on a tropical vacation to take place over Easter 2015 and we were trying to have a baby...and that's when I began getting serious about weight loss again and I got back down to about 295lbs. Christmas was amazing and we had a lot of fun with friends and family.

Then came January 2015...specifically January 6th. The 6th is a day that will be forever engrained in my brain. I had an accident. A bad accident. I dislocated my knee and tore the main artery in my right leg. I was rushed to the hospital where it was quickly apparent I needed a higher level of care. I was transferred to a bigger hospital and underwent a total of 9.5 hours of surgery (there were a total of 2 surgeries beginning in the very early morning of the 7th). During that time that I was in surgery, the doctors were unsure if they were going to be able to save my leg and/or my life. I had never been faced with my own mortality like that before. The fantastic surgeons (shout out Dr. L and Dr. H!!), were able to save my leg, but I did sustain severe vascular injuries which still plague me to this day. I spent the next 27 days on bed rest. That was complete and absolute torture. I was 5 hours away from home but my fantastic hubby was at my side almost every single day. 

After the 27 days I was finally allowed to get out of bed and start physiotherapy (and shower!!!!!!!) but I would still spend a total of 8 weeks and 6 days in hospital and undergo 2 more surgeries before I was released an able to come home. Even after coming home I spent the majority of my day in bed because my leg was so sore and swollen. I was still unable to fully weight bear and required a walker and a wheelchair to get around my home. Slowly but surely I was able to put more and more weight on my leg and was eventually able to ditch all ambulatory aides. I'm now going to physio on a regular basis and doing all my exercises at home 2-3 times per day, but I'm still not as active as I once was. I do a lot of sitting (my leg and foot swell if I'm on it too much). It's not surprising that when the physiotherapist tested my muscle strength she found me to be incredibly weak. I've lost a lot of muscle which, frankly, was preferable to the alternative. Also, after eating hospital food for nearly 9 weeks...it's no surprise that I indulged a little...ok, ok a lot...when I got home. So there I was, fairly inactive and sedentary and eating far too much of foods I shouldn't have. It's really quite amazing that I didn't gain more weight back. And here I am...having gained back nearly every single pound I'd lost, with severe effects of my injury still present, mentally and emotionally beaten, fat and unhappy. 

I've been cleared to get into the gym now though. And I plan to. Seeing as how I'm unable to work, I think that I need to use this time to work on myself. With my leg as fucked up as it is...the less weight that's on it, the better. So here we go again...the beginning of this portion of my journey. 

My first official weigh in will be tomorrow and weekly after that. As for my diet, today was the first day I've cut carbs out of my diet (bread, pasta, rice, potatoes, grains, corn, etc). 

Join me on my journey to not only lose weight, but to get back to the person I lost on January 6th, to be happy again. It's gonna be a wild ride.