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Meet Grady

For the past couple of days, I have been cat-sitting for a friend.  My friend Andy went on vacation with a couple of friends and I have been in charge of taking care of his cat Grady.  I stop by, check on the food, water, litter situation, give the cat a treat or two, spend some time petting Grady and listening to his complaints.

He does not seem like a complainer cat in general, but he is a rather particular cat.  Please see his list of “concerns” below.

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  • What have you done with Andy?
  • What?  He’ll be gone for how long?  That is unacceptable.
  • You only gave me four treats.  I need more.
  • By the way, I knocked some of my cat food out of the bowl.  Clean it up.
  • I have used the litter box since you’ve been here.  Scoop it again before you leave.
  • You’re a good petter, but you’re not here nearly often enough nor long enough and Andy does it better.
  • That’s enough petting for now.  I’m done with you.  Come back tomorrow.
  • You have my permission to withdraw.
  • Tell Andy I have a special surprise for him when he returns. hehe.

 

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Yet Another Closet Purge

Now that I have lost over 100 pounds, I feel the need to purge my closet again.  I am already up to three garbage bags of clothes that I need to get rid of.

I have to get rid of nearly all of my pants.  That means I am down to one pair of jeans that are too small.  My sister insisted that I buy a pair of size 14p jeans.  Not quite to a size 14 yet, but getting there.  I also have a couple of pairs of stretch pants and one pair of shorts.

I am going to get rid of all clothes, mostly blouses, that are a size 24 or above.  I’ve purged my closet of all sizes above that, I think.  Now I’m going to concentrate on the size 24s.  I want to get rid of size 22s as well, but I’m a little bit concerned because I will be running out of clothes soon.

Yes, my sister did just buy me $350.00 worth of clothes and I supplemented with another $100 or so, but still, my wardrobe is thinning.

I almost bought three dresses and a skirt at Macy’s yesterday, but that was another $150-ish.  I really cannot afford that.  I need to save my money for when I drop out of the plus size clothing, which I see approaching rapidly just on the horizon.  Now, my wonderful sister is going to be giving me a bunch of clothes that she has purged from her wardrobe, but they are a size 6-8.  I’m not quite in that size range yet.  Some of the blouses are a large size, which I may be fitting into soon, but still, not quite ready.  Not to mention, I don’t think I was ever a size 6.

I haven’t added a cat picture in a very long time.  Here is an adorable picture of my sister’s adorable kitty Oscar.  She is a Ragdoll and is so cuddly and cute.

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Feeling Good After A Rough Week

I had a very rough week.  I had a lot of problems, from stomach problems, feeling bloated, stress at work, headaches, feeling tired, and blood pressure spikes.  I had to take my blood pressure medicine a couple of times.  The stomach problems were mostly early in the week, but persisted in a small way through Friday.

I decided that it was all due to stress from work.  This week, work was quite stressful.  Fortunately, I do work from home.  If I worked in the office, I do not know if I could have handled the stress.  Part of the problem is that I am kind of a supervisor.  I have no actual power, mind you, but my co-workers do look to me for answers and support.  I also manage the phones, the time off schedules, and the vacation calendar in addition to my regular duties.  Therefore, my phone is always ringing and my instant messenger is forever blooping at me.

I also talk to our customers on top of all of this, so it can get quite crazy at work.  I went back to work a month after the surgery because we are moving into our slow season.  And since I work from home, it is easier for me to manage the stress and deal with my meals.

This week wasn’t so much busy as it was stressful.  Everything seemed to happen at once.  For example, I was on the phone with a client who was calling from overseas on Skype and he was upset about something.  My other line kept ringing the entire time I was on the phone.  My co-workers were calling me, either to ask me questions or to transfer calls to me.  Plus I had a bunch of instant messages.  I ignored all of these interruptions tried to deal with the customer on the phone.  Then I had one person who, because they could not get through to me any other way, starting calling my cell phone over and over again.

Seriously?

Granted, the person calling my cell phone had a relatively serious personal emergency earlier in the day and was calling to give me an update.  OK, that was kind of important.  And many of the other interruptions were things that I did have to take care of.  My co-workers were simply doing their jobs.  They are all good, hardworking people.  But the stress can sometimes be overwhelming.  It’s mostly my fault that people call me over and over.  I’m usually very responsive and answer people right away.  So, if they do not get a hold of me, they are not used to it.

I am supposed to be keeping my stress level low to help my stomach heal after such a huge surgery.  As I have discussed in previous posts, I do have a problem dealing with stress sometimes.  I have not done enough to retrain my coworkers to deal with my new reality.  I will have to fix that.

I did tell my boss, who is very understanding about everything I have been going through, that I need to slow down and reduce my stress.  I told him about my stomach problems and blood pressure spikes.  He was great.  He told me that I need to take care of myself and to only do what I can.

I’m currently out of vacation time until the first of the year.  I cannot afford to take anymore time off this year.  Any time I take off from here will be without pay.  I can go back on medical leave and get short-term disability, but I really do not want to do that.  I know that the week before Christmas through the second week of January will be painfully slow.  I cannot take Christmas off, but I’m thinking of taking the first two weeks of January off.  After the second week of January, our busy season begins.  I will need to be at work.  I feel if I rest up and do what I can to decompress, I will be ready.

I will still need to make sure I do what I can to manage my stress level, but I feel I will be better prepared if I take some more time off.

Now, that was the worst of it…onto the good news.

I lost two more pounds!  I’m down to 256.  That’s a total of 42 pounds.  I am feeling better.  My blood pressure is back down in normal ranges.  Yes, I’m still taking my medicine, but I do not want my pressure to spike again.

So, in the spirit of reducing stress…here is a kitten!

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This is Annabelle.  She is my step-niece’s kitten.  My step-niece found Annabelle on the side of the road and nursed her back to health.  Took her to a vet.  Made sure she had all of her shots.  Paid for a surgery, which is why Annabelle has a cone on her head.  The cone is gone now, but this is the most current picture I have of Annabelle.  She’s a pretty laid back kitten and will sit on you endlessly for petting and she loves treats!

 

First Weigh-in

Today I went to the doctor to have the staples removed from my stomach.  I was so happy to get rid of them.  They were very uncomfortable.  I’m still dealing with some minor pain and discomfort, but I am feeling much better.  Eating has become easier as well.

I’ll be honest, the first couple of days were a lot harder than I thought they would be.  The pain was incredibly bad and I had a lot of problems with nausea and discomfort.  I found it hard to create an eating/protein shake/water drinking schedule.  I definitely had days where I know I did not eat nearly enough.  I tried to supplement food with protein drinks, but I know I did not get quite enough of those either.  The past couple of days, however, I have had a much easier time.

Today, the nurse removed my staples and put tape across my scar to help keep the scar closed.  I have to keep the tape on for ten days.

OK, now the big news.  While I was at the doctor’s office, they weighed me.  Today, I weighed 281 pounds.  I started at 298.  That is a 17 pound loss in 10 days.

WOO HOO!!

I was surprised honestly.  I was not sure if I had lost any weight.  I was so focused on healing, walking, eating properly, that I have not focused on the weight loss yet.  It feels good to see some results.

Today I am sharing a picture of my friend Guin’s cat.  The cat’s name is Shelly.  Shelly reminds me of my sister’s rag doll cat., except my sister’s cat has beige markings instead of black.  I think Shelly is a beautiful cat.

 

The Surgeon Appointment Part 2

Don’t look for Part 1 for this post.  It does not exist.  This was simply my second visit with the surgeon’s office.

Before I could see the surgeon a second time, I had to do these things to qualify for that appointment:

  • Psych Review.
  • Nutrition Counseling.
  • EKG
  • Pre-op clearance from my doctor.
  • Sleep Study followed up with C-Pap machine.

Now that I have completed all of these, I have to get more tests!

  • More blood work – the list of blood work tests they gave me is very long.
  • Urinary test.
  • Chest X-Ray.
  • PFT test – Pulmonary Function Test.
  • Another EKG.
  • Pulmonary consult and clearance.
  • Bariatric education class at hospital.
  • Nurse interview at hospital.
  • GI Consult.
  • EGD – that’s where they stick a camera down your throat all the way to your stomach to take a peek inside.  Fortunately, I will be unconscious for this.
  • Last pre-op visit with Surgeon’s office the week before the surgery.

I can do all of the blood work, urinary test, EKG, PFT, and the pulmonary consult with my primary care doctor.  Since I have asthma and pulmonary obstructive disease, I chose as my primary doctor one who specializes in pulmonary illnesses.  So, that will make part of the tests easier.  I also just had a PFT test when I met with my doctor for the pre-op appointment.  I might be able to use those results.

I think I can do the Bariatric class and the nurse consult at the hospital on the same day.  And I might be able to do the GI Consult and EGD at the same time, but I’m not sure.  I have the last pre-op with surgeon’s office already scheduled for October 3.

This is an intense process.  The nurse I met with today at the surgeon’s office told me they want to make sure that I am as healthy as possible before the surgery.  This way, if there are any issues, they can be addressed and fixed before the surgery.  Also, I’m sure it covers them if there are complications.  They can say, we worked hard to make sure she was a good candidate for the surgery and medically able to handle it ahead of time.  This is a good policy as far as I’m concerned.

I would rather have everything checked than to have him open me up only to find a problem.

So, back to my doctor I go with a list of new tests in hand.  Goody-goody.  Wish me luck.

Today’s kitty-cat picture is one of my sister’s former cats.  Her cat had four gorgeous kittens, as evidenced in my previous post where she was seen nursing said kittens.  I took two, Yoda and Veruca Salt.  She kept her cat, Oscar, and also kept a kitten called Mogwai.  He is just beautiful.

So, why is he her former cat? Well, let me tell you.  She was living with a boyfriend at the time.  He kept calling Mogwai his.  He fed the poor kitty fresh turkey slices every day as a treat and the cat loved him.  My sister’s cat.  Loved the boyfriend.  When they broke up, she moved out and took both the cats.  He then called her every day crying about her taking his cat.  The cat in turn, destroyed everything and cried every  day.

Now this is funny because before she moved in with him, he was an avowed cat-hater.  He complained every day that she brought cats into his house.  Needless to say, she was confused on the insistence for the cat when they split.

She had to go visit him one day to pick up the last of her stuff.  She took Mogwai with her to prove to him the cat loved her best.  She walked into the house and Mogwai jumped out of her arms and ran to the boyfriend.  The cat sat on his lap and scowled at my sister.  He had made his choice.  She just looked at him and said, “I guess he’s your cat.”

So, here he is.  One of the last pictures she ever took of Mogwai…my sister’s ex-boyfriend’s cat.

 

 

Approval and a Date Change

I heard from the surgeon’s office today.  The surgery has been approved by my insurance company.  Just like they said, they were able to get the insurance company to reverse their position.  Also, because of the delay, my surgery date has been changed to October 9, 2012. Yay!

Now I have a follow-up appointment with the surgeon.  At that time, I have to pay their fee, which is $200.00. This will not be a problem as I have money on my flex-spending card for that.  Then they give me a whole new list of orders I have to do.  Here are some of the things I may need to do:

  • More blood work.
  • Another EKG.
  • Maybe a stress test.
  • Four hour nutrition class.
  • Buy supplements and protein drinks for after surgery.

I am not looking forward to a stress test, but I guess it is better safe than sorry.

On completely separate topic, I have become strangely nostalgic.  I’ve been looking at all of these old pictures of myself.  I am surprised by how thin I was in some of them.  The whole time, I thought that I was horribly fat.  In many of them, I was not.

It is funny what your brain makes you think about how you look, especially after a lifetime of being told that you are fat.  I guess if you hear something long enough, you just believe it too.  I am going to add a few pictures here of what I used to look like and what I hope to resemble as I lose weight.

OK, so I know there’s no chance I will ever look like this again, but darn wasn’t I cute? I think this was my first day of Kindergarten.

Here are a couple of high school pictures.  I think this first one I was in my sophomore year.  The last ones were from my graduation.

These next three were after I gained some weight.  I weighed around 200 plus pounds.

And for good measure, here is a picture of my sister’s cat just after she had her kittens:

Antici…pation

So, I just heard from the psychiatrists office today.  They just completed the review and wanted to send it to my doctor.  I gave them his name and address and they are mailing it to him today.  Once the surgeon’s office receives their report, they will submit to the insurance company.

I feel a bit like I’m circling an airport waiting for a runway to become available so that I can land.

I am certain that once the insurance company gives the approval, things will move faster than I am prepared for and I will be complaining that everything is happening all too  quickly.  For now, I wait.

On a separate note, I went to the eye doctor this weekend.  For the first time in my life, I need glasses.  Everyone in my family wears glasses or contacts.  My brother needs glasses for reading, as did my mother and father before him.  Both of my sisters have worn glasses most of their lives.  I was hoping to escape wearing them altogether myself.  Now I need glasses for reading.  Also, I have developed an astigmatism, which makes seeing at a distance a little difficult.  I pick them up on Wednesday.

Today I am including a picture of a cat I had in the 90s.  She was very old when I took her on.  She had been a breeding cat.  The breeder was going to put her down, so a friend of mine took the cat and gave her to me.  Her name is Precious.

She did eventually have to be put down as she turned out to be quite sick, but I loved her very much and tried to give her a good home for as long as I could.