3 weeks later!


Yesterday was the three week anniversary of my surgery, and I could not be more pleased!

Okay, I could be eating regular food by now, which would make me more pleased, but I only have 5 more weeks to go.

I have lost 31 pounds since the surgery. I'm down to 301.0 as of this morning - and when I lose the next two pounds I'm going to celebrate.

Speaking of celebration, I've come to really understand a lot about myself and eating in these three weeks. One thing I've painfully learned is exactly how much I have used food as a reward and/or comforter. My first thought to celebrate getting under 300 pounds was to go have dinner somewhere nice. I then suddenly realized I'm eating oatmeal and mashed potatoes, and there's no "nice" restaurant that caters to me. So I got depressed, and suddenly wanted ice cream. Sound familiar? That's where this tool (MGB) has been so incredibly effective. If you're not able to satisfy those instincts, it brings them into sharp order to make you aware of those instincts.

It has forced me to consider other alternatives to food for celebration and for comfort. My wife has informed me that my first choice of an alternative is unacceptable. Personally, I don't know what's wrong with going out and purchasing a new flat panel TV when I get down, but she's on some crusade to actually limit our spending to our earnings. The nerve!

But I'm working on other choices. Buying new clothes are soon going to be necessary, as I spent most of this morning's walk pulling up my sweat pants.

That's another thing I want to mention - walking. I used to dread exercise. I always felt good after I exercised, but it's getting started that I always wanted to avoid. That is no more. Maybe it's because my knees no longer ache, and my feet no longer protest with every step, but I actually get giddy about walking in the morning. I can't wait to get started at 5:30 each morning, and I walked for 45 minutes today! I'm not promising that everyone who has this surgery is going to turn into religious exercisers, but it's a lot easier to get physically active and it feels so good.

I can't say enough about how much this surgery has made a difference in my life. There are days I struggle with wanting to eat real food - shrimp, chicken - anything other than mashed potatoes and oatmeal. But I know the day is coming soon enough. But I've been forced into the discipline of making good choices, and I've seen the results of those good choices enough to know that's how I want to live my life. And every new way I find to celebrate and comfort myself without food is a significant development for my future. It's an incredible tool.

Thanks for reading.



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