Down Another 15!

I am happy to report that I am down another 15 lbs!

Wednesday, the proverbial hump day of the week, finally has a way to make me happy. There is no better feeling than to be someone my size and to finally see the numbers on the scale getting smaller. It is like a small victory.


So, since I've entered the Medi-Trim circle of hell, I have lost 35lbs. For comparison, you could compare that to losing the equivalent of any of the following:

• Just over 4 gallons of water (15 litres)
• A small toddler
• One car battery
• 7 sheets of photocopier paper
• 560 pencils
• 3 and 1/2 bags of potatoes (10lb bags)

 It feels good to have less weight to carry around. I just really didn't expect the weight to fall so dramatically.  find my cynical mind is starting to doubt the accuracy of the scale. But, I expect it is better to not worry about that and be happy with the results.

However, I am set to check in with the surgical centre next Tuesday, so I might ask them to weigh me on their scales, just to be certain. I'll look at it this way - if these are WAY off and I've even lost 20 lbs according to them, I will be ecstatic. If these scales were right and I really have lost what they say, I will be even more ecstatic.

So, I will take this as a sign that I am on the right track. Too bad Medi-Trim has a limited use period - if it didn't and one had proper will power, they might'n need the surgery. Although honestly, going in to week 3 of this, I am surprised I haven't gone and ordered a pizza or something ridiculous like that. The urge has been there, but so has the voice in the back of my head saying "If you screw this up than your liver won't shrink like they need it to and they will either have to do an open procedure or cancel it entirely". Since, admittedly I am afraid of both prospects (being either cut open more or being operated on and closed up with no procedure). So, fear ultimately is constantly poking my willpower in the butt with a tazer...

But in the end, the operation will allow me to live a more normal life. I don't want to drink diet shakes the rest of my life. I want to actually be able to eat real food properly and in a way that is satiating and allows me to control my weight. This surgery is the tool I can use to accomplish that.

So, on towards another week of choking down simulated vanilla and simulated chocolate shakes, and hoping to God for the best.

And to you, all the best.

Rob