Wednesday, 5 February 2014
Saturday, 1 February 2014
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
Saturday, 25 January 2014
Friday, 24 January 2014
Sometimes when I sit and think about the Gastric Bypass Surgery, I can't help but think that I am taking the easy way out. I mean, the appointments themselves are far from easy, as you can read from yesterday's post, but it's not like I'm hitting the gym everyday either. Found out one of my cousins has been really getting into the exercise and diet thing. Of course this is the cousin that I've always idolized. I just don't think I can do it on my own.
Thursday, 23 January 2014
Journey
So I have no started my journey into getting Gastric Bypass Surgery. I knid of wihs this was 10 years ago when you could just go get it done...
This week has been rough. I've had both an ultrasound and a sleep study done this week. I'm tired. Very tired.
Monday morning at 7am I had my first ever ultrasound. That wasn't terrible. I mean, getting up at 6, when my body is used to 1030 wake up time kinda sucked, but the ultrasound was o.k. I knew the tech who was doing the ultrasound. Tiny little thing, but definitely should let those hands fool you The gel was warm, almost soothing, but she was poking and prodding harder than I was expecting. I'm a big girl. It's been a long time since I have seen or felt my ribs, but she found them. And pressed on them she did. For 40 minutes I laid there and let her do her thing. Afterward I was just glad it was over, then I had to go for a chest xray. Now this is something I was used to. In and out in 5 minutes. I spent the day tired and sore. Was not a fun combination.
Tuesday was the sleep study. That sucked so bad. I'm not sure how the sleep study is an accurate way to obtain data on how I sleep. I don't recall getting much, if any, sleep that night. There's so many wires attached to your head and face, and they're heavy and in the way. They are all brought up right around your neck. I spent the night feeling like I was suffocating. The room was disgustingly warm. I couldn't get up to go to the bathroom. I felt stuck and sick. When they came in at 5:20am to wake me up, I had the biggest headache and had to wait for the doctor to come in. He asked me a bunch of questions I wasn't too fond of, but whatever, a doctor is a doctor. I get to Derek's at 6:50am and all I wanted to do was shower, eat and sleep. I showered first, spent 30-40 minutes washing my hair. First with dish washing liquid, to get the greasy adhesive out of my hair. After showering got some breakfast and went back to bed. I slept for another 4 hours, but spent the majority of the day in bed with a massive headache, until supper at 6pm. Wednesday's the first day I've ever had a headache bad enough to need medication. What does that tell you? I don't want to ever go through the sleep clinic stuff again. Even today, I'm not back ot 100%. The soreness caused by the ultrasound is gone, but the effects of the sleep clinic are going to last for a bit.
The good news is that I've gotten two of the more intrusive appointments out of the way. I have orientation for Gastric Bypass in March. I'm actually looking forward to getting more information. I just want the whole process done though. I'm going to join a gym and exercise it up. It's going to be awesome. I want so badly to be able to up my endurance beyond walking a single city block and getting winded. Want. So. Badly.
"I don't make music for eyes. I make music for ears." - Adele
"Music is the strongest form of magic." - Marilyn Manson
"Leave me in a room with some crayons and I'll draw on the wall." - Marilyn Manson
"I followed my heart and figured that if I tried and failed, at least I'd know that I tried." - Michelle Branch
"I want the world to be better because I was here." - Will Smith
This week has been rough. I've had both an ultrasound and a sleep study done this week. I'm tired. Very tired.
Monday morning at 7am I had my first ever ultrasound. That wasn't terrible. I mean, getting up at 6, when my body is used to 1030 wake up time kinda sucked, but the ultrasound was o.k. I knew the tech who was doing the ultrasound. Tiny little thing, but definitely should let those hands fool you The gel was warm, almost soothing, but she was poking and prodding harder than I was expecting. I'm a big girl. It's been a long time since I have seen or felt my ribs, but she found them. And pressed on them she did. For 40 minutes I laid there and let her do her thing. Afterward I was just glad it was over, then I had to go for a chest xray. Now this is something I was used to. In and out in 5 minutes. I spent the day tired and sore. Was not a fun combination.
Tuesday was the sleep study. That sucked so bad. I'm not sure how the sleep study is an accurate way to obtain data on how I sleep. I don't recall getting much, if any, sleep that night. There's so many wires attached to your head and face, and they're heavy and in the way. They are all brought up right around your neck. I spent the night feeling like I was suffocating. The room was disgustingly warm. I couldn't get up to go to the bathroom. I felt stuck and sick. When they came in at 5:20am to wake me up, I had the biggest headache and had to wait for the doctor to come in. He asked me a bunch of questions I wasn't too fond of, but whatever, a doctor is a doctor. I get to Derek's at 6:50am and all I wanted to do was shower, eat and sleep. I showered first, spent 30-40 minutes washing my hair. First with dish washing liquid, to get the greasy adhesive out of my hair. After showering got some breakfast and went back to bed. I slept for another 4 hours, but spent the majority of the day in bed with a massive headache, until supper at 6pm. Wednesday's the first day I've ever had a headache bad enough to need medication. What does that tell you? I don't want to ever go through the sleep clinic stuff again. Even today, I'm not back ot 100%. The soreness caused by the ultrasound is gone, but the effects of the sleep clinic are going to last for a bit.
The good news is that I've gotten two of the more intrusive appointments out of the way. I have orientation for Gastric Bypass in March. I'm actually looking forward to getting more information. I just want the whole process done though. I'm going to join a gym and exercise it up. It's going to be awesome. I want so badly to be able to up my endurance beyond walking a single city block and getting winded. Want. So. Badly.
"I don't make music for eyes. I make music for ears." - Adele
"Music is the strongest form of magic." - Marilyn Manson
"Leave me in a room with some crayons and I'll draw on the wall." - Marilyn Manson
"I followed my heart and figured that if I tried and failed, at least I'd know that I tried." - Michelle Branch
"I want the world to be better because I was here." - Will Smith
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