Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Back in B'more

After a trip to SC this weekend, we are back in Baltimore.

Yesterday was brutal. I had two job interviews yesterday... 9am in Columbia, then at 3pm in Charleston. Then the ELB drove 12 hours home so that I could sleep. We got in at 6am this morning. I went to bed at 6:15, then got up at 7:15 to shower and head to work.

I feel pretty good about the Charleston interview. The Columbia one seemed too rushed. Going down, I felt the opposite of what I feel now. Either way, if it's meant to be, it will be. The job will come, and the move will follow.

I'm one tired girl today. But one thing I do know is that after work today, I'm ready for a change. I'm ready to move. I'm ready for a new start in a new city.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Ch...ch...ch...changes

The ELB and I, while on vacation the other year, commented that it would be really great if we could move to SC, and live there all the time.

And I think that it might actually happen.

Next Monday, I have TWO interviews in SC..on the same day...in two different cities... And I have to be at work at my real job in Baltimore on Tuesday morning.

So, internet peeps... Please send some positive thoughts my way as I try to make the next step of my life a reality. It will be a rough turn around. The ELB will drive all night so that I can sleep and not be a total washout at work on Tuesday.

I'm being positive. I have faith that if either of these jobs is the right one for me, then things will work out. If not, then I will keep trying.

Mentally, I'm ready. Bring it on.

Monday, April 27, 2015

City life

I'm sure that you've all seen the craziness that has been Baltimore the past week. The marches. The riots. The looting. The violence.

This had been our life for a week. As residents of the city, we are living  daily with fear of property damage. Of whether we can get home at night. Of whether our car will be there in the morning.

But until Saturday, this was a minor inconvenience... Then things escalated. There were peaceful marches that disrupted traffic. And then there came the full fledged riots.

Tonight, there are riots, and fires, and looting. Police officers are being attacked. Cars are being burned.

My boss sent me home early, concerned for my and another coworkers safety. I got home before everything really got bad with traffic. The ELB and I are barricaded in our house, for lack of better words.

We are watching the news. And we are concerned. The crowds are growing outside. And it's only a few blocks from our house in this city that we have chosen to call our home.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Complete unfill

So this is what went down this past week:

Monday, I noticed that I was having more restriction than normal. I had trouble with cream of wheat at breakfast, and soup at lunch. I ate dinner without any issues. I chalked it up to my impending aunt flow visit. I stepped on the scale and it was exactly 349.0.

Tuesday, nothing stayed down. Hot tea didn't help. Water was a fail. Still not worried, it happens on occasion. I figured by dinner, I would be fine... But I wasn't. Went to bed, tired, hungry, and thirsty fighting a migraine the size if Texas.

Wednesday, I woke up with the migraine, plus my teeth hurt from clenching them against the pain. Every attempt to eat or drink was meet with resistance. I resorted to sliders just to get something Anything down. Ice cream, Powerade Zero... Nothing would go through. And now I have pain. Everything in came right back out.

Thursday, I hurt all over. My head was now the size is the entire continent of Europe. My stomach hurt from throwing up. I wasn't able to sleep because I was vomiting in my sleep... So I sat up on the couch all night with a bottle. I called my surgeon from work, and they couldn't see me until Friday unless I went to the ER. They told me to get 4 oz of fluid and hour... Which I did, but then it would come back up tinged with blood. I was worked in on the schedule for Friday.

Friday, I felt like death, but I had a conference for work that I had to go to. So I made myself shower and go... I ate ice chips and sipped Powerade Zero. I threw up twice. I didn't trust myself to drive, so the ELB drove me... Which I was OK with because I didn't want to go to the doctor alone.  I left at 10:30 to get to my surgeon. I had to wait two hours to be seen, every minute agony. I stepped on the scale and it said 332.8. I lost 16 lbs from dehydration, and my surgeon wanted to give me an IV. I just wanted to leave.

So now I am at home working on rehydration. Liquids and softs. Lots of water, but I really want a diet Pepsi loaded with ice. I had some mashed potatoes, but I'm afraid to try anything else.

Two months to keep myself on track, heal my stomach, and hopefully not regain a ton of weight. My insurance is changing, so I don't know if my new plan will provide any coverage for bariatric services.

Either way, I will deal with it as it comes.

Happy Saturday.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Tight for no reason

I read LapBandGals blog about breaking her band. I had to laugh because I think that almost EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.

When I was taking the class leading up to getting Donny installed, another girl who was planning to get a band asked all kinds of ridiculous questions like: can you knock it lose with extreme physical activity? She was making a very thinly veiled reference to sex in order to see if she could embarass the older ladies who teach the classes. But we were assured that this could not happen.

Sometimes I wonder, though, especially after a high intensity Zumba workout with alot of jumping, if perhaps this can mess up your band? I know it's hard to eat sometimes after a workout... Even just drinking water is hard. But the next day is usually fine. Usually.

Anyways, today I'm struggling. I struggled yesterday. Not sure why I'm having massive restriction this week unless it's a combo of weather, allergies, and pending aunt flow. I PB'd everything all day long yesterday until dinner when I was able to eat and keep down food. This morning, even my 1/2 cup of coffee is having trouble. W.T.F.

I have an appt with my surgeon for my annual checkup on April 22, so fingers crossed this isn't anything serious.

Monday, March 30, 2015

Two steps forward....and one step back

Seriously, sometimes I don't understand my body.

I weighed this morning, and I was not happy with the number. Then I remembered that I am wearing way heavier clothes today than I was last week.... But I'm sure that there is still probably a gain in there. Not thinking about today being scale day, I wore corduroy pants with a sweater. Last week I wore lighter dress pants and a summer weight top. But I'm staying accountable, and I updated the ticker.

I've been slacking on my water drinking this past weekend, which might also have influenced the scale. Lesson learned.

Oh, I was also a bad bander and ate out 4x this weekend... But I accounted for all of it with MFP.

Friday--3/4 of a bacon cheeseburger from 5 Guys
Saturday--chips and salsa and enchilada soup from Chilis for lunch. Dinner was vegan white bean soup and some cheesy pretzel bread.
Sunday--grande Caramel Macchiato with soy from starbucks followed by broccoli cheese soup and baguette from Panera (and there may have also been a chocolate croissant and a toffee nut cookie consumed, also).

At least I said no to the cheesesteak dinner and instead had stir fry with brown rice pasta.

Baby steps, I know, but I could have totally just said screw it, I'm going to have a cheesesteak for dinner b/c I had blown the day.... But I didn't. And by making a healthier dinner choice, I only went over calories by 30.... Instead of 800. That is something I'm very proud of.

So happy Monday. Get back on that horse that you fell off of this weekend, tighten the reins, and start heading toward your goal. I'm going to be riding right along with you.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Weigh-in Monday

Weighing in yesterday, I was really discouraged. When the scale read 347.2, i was really really discouraged.

Then I realized that my starting weight was 354.0, and not 344.0. So instead of gaining 3.2 lbs, I lost 6.8.

So yeah, that was kind of awesome. I know that part of it was water weight from my period, but I'm very happy that I got the scale to move down.

Now to continue the trend.