Alright, so the last post was a bit of a downer..
I visited the nutritionist on the 9th of December, and told her about the troubles I was having with eating and vomiting. She pretty much called me crazy when she found out I'd been living off of cheese and crackers. She said that if it continued, to call the surgeons office about having a scope due to a possible stricture. I had suspected a stricture for quite some time, but didn't know if it was bad enough to really be considered. I thought I was just "rushing" things.. Pffffft.
I called the surgeons office the next morning (Thursday), and got an appointment for a scope the next day. Holy fast much?
So I started fasting as of midnight, and had to be at the Humber River Regional Hospital Church site at 1:30 the next day.
So we show up, check in, and almost immediately all the fire alarms start going off. Fucking wonderful. I ain't leaving now. We sit pretty for a while reading mags and chatting, and eventually I get called through to the day surgery room. There's people in robes and in beds everywhere- I felt slightly awkward just standing there looking at them all. I get ushered away to put a gown overtop of my clothes (WOOH! No embarassing open back..) and walk right into the procedure room.
I hop up on the table, and they start searching for veins for an IV. I oh-so-cockily announce "I have good veins, I never have problems with IV's!".. Famous last words, I tell you. Next time I'll shut up. They try me once in each hand, and finally settle on the inside of my elbow before it actually works. Not fun.
Next I bit down on a plastic spacer type thing, and in went the propophol. The doctor tells me that if you think about something great, you'll have a great dream, so I started chanting "Christmas, christmas, christmas" in my head before passing out.. I wake up with a nurse saying "Damn I forgot to get you a drool pad", not glamourous.
Basically I woke up feeling drunk, and had no pain at all in my esophogus or stomach..
Dr.Huynh came over and let me know I had "quite a tight stricture" at the base of my stomach, meaning I could get the food in but it couldn't go down, thus the vomiting. He also said I had "visual evidence" of heartburn, and provided a kicker of a heartburn med.
Two days after the dilatation I was eating things I daren't eat at all before. Fruit, ham, shrimp, chicken. You have no idea how much your life can improve when you stop throwing up and can actually eat again. Wooh! I feel like a whole new girl, and hopefully this is the start of a decent life after WLS. For a while there I thought I had made a ridiculous decision.
My weight isn't much different then last time, but I'm okay with that
Weight today- 246.3
Monday, December 14, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
1 Month, 5 Days
Part of me doesn't write because I am frustrated, the other part because I am overwhelmed and also lazy.
The last month has got to be one of the toughest food-wise.
After the two weeks of liquid diet, I went on to two weeks of pureed. I will say I definitely cheated, as I didn't puree EVERYTHING! But all in all, the pureed diet went pretty well. Lots of yogourt, lots of soup, lots of eggs and cheese.
So, being the gutsy lady I am I decided to try and dabble in a bit of solids.. I tried out different meats in different ways; chicken was cooked in liquid for hours in the oven until tender, beef was cooked with potatoes until tender, fish was cooked until just done to ensure it wasn't dry or chewy, ham was cut thin, shrimp were barely cooked.. And after all that effort, I'm not sure if I've been able to keep ANY of those down.
Because the connection to from your "pouch" to your intenstine is only the size of a dime, meats have to be finely ground up (by your teeth) to make sure they even pass through that hole.. I'm fairly certain I've chewed and chewed and chewed until I've probably developed TMJ, but none of these meats go down at all. Now if I put some fish on a cracker, ta daa! I can swallow it!!
Saltine crackers are my drug of choice. Most things I put ontop of a saltine cracker tend to end up going down, but there's only so many things you can put ontop of there!
And to be truthful, after a while you get pretty sick of experimenting, and then vomiting away all of your hard work. So for the moment, I've pretty much given up until I see my dietitian. I live off of crackers, cheese, eggs, protein shakes, milk, more cheese... oh, peanut butter, sugar-free jam (both of which just go ontop of crackers), and sometimes bananas..
I am disinterested in food, and completely disinterested in eating.. Which at the moment is bad, because this soon after surgery you are never hungry- meaning if you aren't interested in food, you don't eat, and I can go a very long time without eating!!
Yesterday I ate:
5 saltines with peanut butter at breakfast- 9am
One bite of pickle (which got stuck), and a few spoons of soup -vom'd up because the pickle got stuck- 3pm
one shrimp from a shrimp ring- vom'd -6pm
5 crackers and cheese- 8 pm
This is why I haven't written much. I have nothing nice to say. I have an appointment with the dietitian tomorrow, and hopefully she kicks my ass and tells me to work harder to eat.
Todays weight- 247
The last month has got to be one of the toughest food-wise.
After the two weeks of liquid diet, I went on to two weeks of pureed. I will say I definitely cheated, as I didn't puree EVERYTHING! But all in all, the pureed diet went pretty well. Lots of yogourt, lots of soup, lots of eggs and cheese.
So, being the gutsy lady I am I decided to try and dabble in a bit of solids.. I tried out different meats in different ways; chicken was cooked in liquid for hours in the oven until tender, beef was cooked with potatoes until tender, fish was cooked until just done to ensure it wasn't dry or chewy, ham was cut thin, shrimp were barely cooked.. And after all that effort, I'm not sure if I've been able to keep ANY of those down.
Because the connection to from your "pouch" to your intenstine is only the size of a dime, meats have to be finely ground up (by your teeth) to make sure they even pass through that hole.. I'm fairly certain I've chewed and chewed and chewed until I've probably developed TMJ, but none of these meats go down at all. Now if I put some fish on a cracker, ta daa! I can swallow it!!
Saltine crackers are my drug of choice. Most things I put ontop of a saltine cracker tend to end up going down, but there's only so many things you can put ontop of there!
And to be truthful, after a while you get pretty sick of experimenting, and then vomiting away all of your hard work. So for the moment, I've pretty much given up until I see my dietitian. I live off of crackers, cheese, eggs, protein shakes, milk, more cheese... oh, peanut butter, sugar-free jam (both of which just go ontop of crackers), and sometimes bananas..
I am disinterested in food, and completely disinterested in eating.. Which at the moment is bad, because this soon after surgery you are never hungry- meaning if you aren't interested in food, you don't eat, and I can go a very long time without eating!!
Yesterday I ate:
5 saltines with peanut butter at breakfast- 9am
One bite of pickle (which got stuck), and a few spoons of soup -vom'd up because the pickle got stuck- 3pm
one shrimp from a shrimp ring- vom'd -6pm
5 crackers and cheese- 8 pm
This is why I haven't written much. I have nothing nice to say. I have an appointment with the dietitian tomorrow, and hopefully she kicks my ass and tells me to work harder to eat.
Todays weight- 247
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