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There are two very important people in my life who are considering weight loss surgery. I won't lie: I've thought about it, too.

 

I'm not really that excited, though, about the type of lifestyle you have to lead after bariatric surgery. Seems to me there's a lot of liquid involved and the recovery is long and slow. How would that affect my family? My family life? What about my job?

 

I've thought about a lap band, too. That seemed to be much less invasive and more my style. From what I understand, a lap band makes your stomach smaller and doesn't change the way your food is digested.

 

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There was a time when The Mr. and I could wear the same size pants. In fact, he put on a pair of my jeans one day and though they fit it didn't take him long to realize why they didn't feel right.

 

I thought we were heavy then. I'd love to be back in that size jeans. That was before kids. That was before 12 years of marriage. That was a long time ago.

 

When I look back 15 years ago at pictures of us I think about how skinny we looked. And though I didn't see it then, we were; especially compared to how we look now.

 

The Mr. has been contemplating weight loss surgery for years. We talked about it casually. We knew people who went through it. We knew the fantastic results. We knew it was a tough road.

 

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...I don't want to make the effort. This has absolutely nothing to do with the amount of insulin I take or optimal blood sugar control--although those aspects of dropping a few pounds would certainly be welcome.
I simply hate the way I look. I can't stand how I look in a mirror. I wonder all the time if people are staring at my thunder things or three-baby-having flabby abdomen. Realistically I know I'm the one focusing on these issues, but as a girl I still wonder what others think.
It's ironic, but I find myself being judgemental of other plus-size women. How can she be taken seriously when she's so chunky? I'm sure the judgements go both ways, and I suppose this affects my self-confidence in a way I haven't been able to truly see.
It's easy to pick apart all the things that I don't like about my body, and I don't look at myself too long in a mirror, and I often imagine how other people see me. (READ MORE)

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Cure. Disappear. Diabetes.
The one nightly newscast that I trust and enjoy the most threw those words out there tonight. Carelessly.
I am absolutely fuming, and I can't ever remember feeling like this over a news story.
Granted, Brian Williams on his newscast initially said "type 2 diabetes", but then the lines got blurred and type 2 diabetes became just "diabetes." The Associated Press story on the MSNBC web site, does not make a distinction; it buried a mention of type 2 (not even a whisper of type 1) toward the end of the story. This makes me even more mad.
I'm speaking as a person who masqueraded as type 2 for three years, too.
The story summarizes an Australian study that reveals that gastric bypass or lap-band surgery can "cure" diabetes. Brian Williams says type 2, the AP story just says diabetes. (READ MORE)

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My laparoscopy went quite well on Thursday. My blood sugars held steady around 180 to 200. I woke up easily and quickly from the anesthesia with no lingering side effects, although my pain upon waking was definitely at a 10. My incisions have been a tiny bit little sore when I move certain ways and the gas used to extend the abdomen is still floating around inside me (causing shoulder pain even 4 days later).

 

I'm back at school today, but I'm still trying to take it easy to give my body a little more time to recover. My throat had been a little scratchy from the tube for anesthesia. And that gas is still making squishing noises when I move. I've been trying to eat well the past few days along with moving around as much as possible so that gas will dissipate faster. Unfortunately, it's just taking its sweet time.

 

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As Type 2 diabetics, we're often told that the best thing we can do for ourselves is lose weight. And that's undeniably true. But no one tells you ahead of time how weird that process can be.
Now, I write about my own weight struggle a lot, so perhaps it's time for me to own up to some actual numbers. I'm not an "alert the media" level fat guy. When I was diagnosed with diabetes almost two years ago, I went on a panic-and-phentermine-fuled weight loss frenzy, and I lost about thirty pounds. At 6'2", I got down to about 205 pounds. So not Jude Law, but not Jabba the Hutt, either.
This was quite a difference from the worst of my college days, when I weighed (and I can't believe this, even as I type it) about 280 pounds. I was a mess, a big sloppy boozy lummox. I'd managed to lose about thirty of those pounds before I was even diagnosed, because let's face it, Dean Wormer in Animal House was right. "Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son." (READ MORE)

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There was a time when I was almost ninety pounds heavier than I am today.  Ninety pounds.  That's a whole other person.  When I think back to heavier days, I don't remember being miserable - not exactly.  What I remember is this very heavy sense of inertia.  This sense that the world was pretty heavy all of the time and I think that my weight reflected that feeling. 

 

I would often binge, I was not terribly active (read: I didn't sit on the couch all of the time, but the thought of seeking out activity didn't appeal to me either), I made poor food choices and paid little attention as over about five years, my weight climbed and climbed. 

 

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Yesterday I revealed to the world that Symlin is giving me tummy trouble, to put it mildly. Just for grins, I got on the scale this morning and I'm down 4 lb. since the weekend. Most of this, we can assume, is, ahem, water weight (bwahahahaha!).
Yesterday was better than the day before, but today has been worse. I'm not nauseated and my appetite continues to diminish, but my tummy is making terrible gurggly noises and sending me to the potty more than I'd like. At least once today I thought about emailing Dr. C to tell him I can't handle it anymore and that this is no way to live or lose weight. (READ MORE)

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I think the first time I said "I want to hate food" out loud was during my first meeting with SBD. I had been thinking it for a long time, but I don't think I'd ever actually said it.

 

I've lost and gained weight nearly my entire life, starting when I was in sixth grade. The most significant weight loss I've had to date was between February 2005 and December 2005. I had just been diagnosed with diabetes and then quickly became pregnant. The 50-lb. weight loss came from a combination of eating right and exercise, in addition to me always losing weight when I'm pregnant. 

 

Right now I need to lose about 80 lb. I hate the way I look, I hate the way I feel. I hate the way I assume people look at me and the way they see me. I hate being fat. But I'm not ready to give up food. I think I've surrendered to it.

 

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I noticed a major change in my habits this weekend. I found that I can actually survive going out to eat without overdoing it. It was huge accomplishment for me since I am a big eater.
My mother was in town for her sister's big 60th birthday party so we decided to go out to dinner on Friday night. My mom picked a great little restaurant not too far from our home that has some of the best barbecue around. You know those places that when you just mention the name, your stomach rumbles in excitement? It is one of those places. (READ MORE)

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