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May
20/10
All Smiles – On the Outside
Last Updated on Thursday, 20 May 2010 02:09
Written by Melinda
Thursday, May 20th, 2010

Last night at supper (Longhorn’s), I was talking to Tim about another female weight loss surgery patient.  I admitted that I wish I had her stomach cause it was flatter than mine.  Then I said, “BUT, my legs are smaller than hers!”

He looked at me and said, “You would be much happier if you stopped comparing yourself to others.”

Patinggggg!  Boy, that was like a bullet right between the eyes!  I asked, “Do I compare myself a lot?”  And he said, “YES.”

I gave this some more thought.  He’s right.  I am always sizing someone else up (ladies, you know how we are…  eyeing other women up and down to measure up the competition…  see what they have that I don’t, and see what I have that they don’t).  I hate it when others do it to me!!  Either way (whether being the size-ee or the size -er upper) it always leaves me feeling a bit “lacking” in some department.  Did that make sense?

And, now that I’m not the smallest person in our weight loss surgery ranks, I don’t like it!  I used to feel so proud that I was the smallest, as if I had gone farther than the rest.  HEY! Don’t judge me…  this is just a normal feeling!  I’m sure there are others who could admit the same thing, but won’t because they are afraid or embarrassed (or ashamed of themselves).  I’m not going to lie.  I loved the attention and it made my day, gave me some happiness especially if I was having a depressed day.

Another thing of which I have been incredibly guilty of is asking Tim “Is that women bigger than me?”  Or, “Am I about her size?”  Why do we do that to ourselves?  Looking at someone else and comparing what we have/don’t have does not bring lasting acceptance or fulfillment.  Heck, it doesn’t even bring a good feeling for more than 10 seconds!

I am going to give this some more consideration because I think Tim is right.  If I were to just learn to accept myself…  AS IS…  I did end the conversation with this statement:  “I haven’t learned to accept myself yet.”

Mar
31/10
I Ain’t Perfect, For Sure
Last Updated on Wednesday, 31 March 2010 02:29
Written by Melinda
Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

Pre weight loss surgery shopping days used to go something like this:

  • Leave house in the morning, stop at McDonald’s for a sausage egg mcmuffin with cheese (2), a coke and hash browns
  • Visit store of my choice to look for items
  • Grab a candy bar on the way out of the check out line
  • Visit next store of my choice to look for more items
  • Stop at the snack bar for a pretzel
  • Go to the local fast food restaurant that had my favorite dessert
  • Do more shopping
  • Time for lunch!  Drive through fast food joint and sit in the car to eat OR go to Sonic where I could sit in my car (alone)

The day usually ended with a disgusted feeling as I either saw someone thin and pretty, and it made me wish I could be that way too.  Or, I was frustrated that none of the “pretty clothes” fit me!  There was one thing I could always count on:  that was food (anywhere, everywhere).  I didn’t have to fit into anything, or look a certain way.  Food was always accessible and made me feel good.  Overall, food and shopping always went hand in hand. (I grabbed this pic off Photobucket…  a girl eating in a car alone…  happy)

It’s been quite awhile since I’ve done some major shopping for my wardrobe.  But as spring arrives, and I’m trying to remake my fashion sense over, I’ve been on a mission visiting every store I can think of during the past few weeks.  A funny thing occurred.  As I was leaving a store, the thought came to mind, “Why don’t you stop over at Chick-Fil-A for something to eat?”  Immediately, my response was “I don’t want to do that.  They don’t have much healthy for me.”  Then another thought:  “But Tim won’t know.”  What?   Where in the world did that come from?

I gave it some thought and posted about it on BTV.  The title of the thread was “Old Demons DO Return”.  I thought that perhaps it was those past demons that were lurking and finding a moment of weakness to tempt me.    But…  maybe it wasn’t quite that serious.  What if it was just the familiarity of shopping and along with it came an old habit?  Perhaps it was just…   a habit!

So at Monday’s therapy session…  I posed the question to the counselor.  He asked me several questions to find out if these thoughts were luring me in to actions that I did not want to commit and regretted later.  Or, were they just thoughts that I was able to stop and refuse its temptation?  They were not thoughts that caused me to fall from grace or off the wagon, as some addicts would say.  They didn’t disturb me, but were more of a nuisance by making me wonder, “where is THAT ludicrous thought coming from?” It was actually very strange.

So…  even at 3.5 years post op, those old “habits” or “demons” whichever you choose to call them, do return.  Or is it that they actually never left, but were lying dormant for a time that they would reveal themselves?  Hmmm…  I don’t know…  It does remind me though that I am not beyond temptation.  I still have struggles, have times of temptation, and the occasional “Hey!  Buy a candy bar!” moments….

Mar
09/10
OCD, Transfer Addictions
Last Updated on Tuesday, 9 March 2010 12:49
Written by Melinda
Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

After I lost all my weight and had plastic surgery, I felt wonderful.  I spent a lot of money and time buying clothes.  Some of those clothes I outgrew once I gained the 10% rebound weight (my lowest was 116 lbs and size 2, but then I gained up to 128 and a consistent size 4).  This meant that my “forever” wardrobe (or so I thought) had to be given away because truth was, I wouldn’t be getting back into those tiny clothes.

Once again, I spent lots of money and racked up credit card debt just to look and FEEL fantastic about myself.  I’m still paying on those credit cards!  This is something so personal that I haven’t shared it with anyone.  Though, those who know me won’t be surprised as they have observed my obsessive actions.  But, when the depression started taking hold of my life, I resigned myself to baggy clothes.  I had nothing “comfortable and baggy” so again, it meant shopping.  I finally realized the spending HAD to quit and have done pretty well this past year.  I shop Goodwill when I can and only buy things that I really need?  Want.  Yeah, I’m still working on the definition differences of those two words!

Spending always made me feel great.  I got a real high out of finding clothes on sale as it excited me.  Plus, I loved wearing new clothes and hearing people say “Oh how pretty”.  After all, once the weight was gone…  the NSV’s and WOW moments pretty much disappeared.  I missed the feel good moments!  And, I guess in a way tried to recreate that.

I actually have come to the place where I do need to update my wardrobe just a tad, get out of those baggy clothes for the betterment of my self esteem.  So I started shopping again.  I am trying to be very cautious and only pick up good quality basic pieces that will last and be versatile.  Last night I picked up 3 new pairs of pants at New York & Company for just 14.99 each!  And, I have purchased a few other pieces for my closet.  I hope to get in there soon as de-clutter it so that I’m not overwhelmed by all the choices each morning (having to sort through stuff I will probably never wear again).

I must admit to you, though…  It does feel great to bring bags out of the stores with new clothes and sale tags hanging off them.  I find myself becoming obsessed, wanting to go several places to shop:  Target, Walmart, Goodwill, the mall, TJ Maxx, Marshall’s…  I leave most of those places with nothing, but my mind wanders, imagining all the wonderful finds that might be “just down the road at Ross, Steinmart, Kohl’s….”  At some point though, I must practice restraint.  Then I was reminded today on a message board about transfer addictions after weight loss surgery, and I know that I fight this one.  The thing is, I have several collections of material possessions that I can add to:

Protein – powders, bars, ready to drinks.  You name it, I probably have had it, want it, and will be get it.

Jewelry – we won’t even go there.

Clothes – new clothes, old clothes, consignment clothes, etc

Shoes – I’ve stopped this one though cause my foot has a problem and many shoes hurt my feet.

The point is, I strive to be happy, to maintain that “high” feeling that I used to get from food.  Food surely does NOT do it for me in any way at all!  So I go from one thing to another.  At one point, it was blogging and I was obsessed with getting a new template and website.  Now that I have those, my focus has turned and its a vicious cycle.

Food used to make me feel great.  When I was sad, it comforted my tears.  When I was lonely, it was my companion and never left me alone.  When everyone had rejected me, food was always there to accept me back.  When it went away, I thought I would be able to fill the void with something real and genuine.  But, instead I’ve been trying to stuff things into the hole that lies in my heart.

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May
29/09
Fear Factor
Last Updated on Thursday, 7 January 2010 08:05
Written by Melinda
Friday, May 29th, 2009

Several years ago, NBC came out with a show called Fear Factor.  They helped people who had phobias or deep seated fears to overcome them by confronting their fears head on.  I watched a few episodes, and I remember thinking, “So what if i have a fear of jumping out of a 50 story buildling.  It’s not like I SHOULD or NEED to do that!”  But it makes for good television.  I do believe, however, that there is something very freeing about facing one’s fears.  Being up close and personal with it helps you see it wasn’t as bad as your mind played it up to be.

This week I’ve discussed fear of weight regain.  And, most specifically I wanted to discuss HOW this affects my everyday life.  I don’t walk the streets saying, “oh my God, oh my God, I’m getting fat!  I cannot eat anything.”  It does not affect me like that.  Some people have so much fear of regain that they do not eat much.  They restrict the number of calories in that they hardly eat anything!  That does not describe me whatsoever.  I do eat food.  REAL food.  And protein supplements including protein shakes, bars, chips, cookies, bread (for a list of products that fall into these categories, look on my product reviews or protein of the day categories).

My fear seems to afflict me in different ways.  It does not cause me to go without food.  Instead, it plagues my mind at times by thoughts after eating.  Maybe you can identify some of these thoughts in yourself as well.  Here are a few:

  • If I eat more than normal, I wonder, “Has my stomach stretched?”  I am able to eat more today than I was a month after surgery.  This thought is something I see, read and hear among wls patients as they progress farther out from surgery.  Just this morning I heard the same sentiment from a friend of mine.  Part of this comes from the fact that restriction is one thing that helps us lose the weight in the beginning, and it also continues working for us as time goes by.  “What if its broke?” seems to be a common fear, for to be able to consume large portions again means WEIGHT REGAIN.
  • If I eat something sugary and do not dump or get sick, I panic because I think, “I’ve built up a tolerance.  I don’t have dumping to keep me honest anymore.  What if I know I won’t dump, and start eating crap?”
  • Or, if I crave something with carbs, salt or sugar, I wonder, “What if I gain my hunger back and can’t stop eating?”  There are certain times of the month that our body chemistry or hormones change.  Blood sugar levels fluctuate, and it leaves us desiring sweets or carbs.  I also read the same fears on message boards within our bariatric communities.  Yesterday I read a thread about “That time of month” and the cravings for carbs.
  • My surgeon provided a list in his manual of foods that I was NOT to have prior to losing 75% of my excess body weight.  I’ve lost over 100% of my excess, met my goals, and now in maintenance.  Yet, when I endulge or treat myself to food that is on the “restricted foods list”, I feel like I am cheating!  It’s almost like breaking one of the ten commandments.  You know God is watching, and one day you will be held accountable.  Recently Tim & I went to Olive Garden where I ordered pasta with my chicken dish.  Now while I ate two bites of the pasta and it is not a trigger for me, I felt a tinge of guilt and looked around the restaurant expecting to see (1) my surgeon or one of his staff or (2) someone from my support group!

I am still trying to find balance in my life.  Fear does not completely control me, yet I am aware that it does have affects on me.  And just as the contestants on NBC’s Fear Factor, I face my fear head on, only I do this every single day.  I face the fear when I lift my fork, spoon, knife at each meal.  I face this fear when I sip my protein shakes, and eat my protein bars, chips, cookies…  yes, even those things that are good for me (healthy alternatives).  And I feel that as each and every day passes, my fear becomes less and less.  It just takes time!  For each of my concerns listed above, I know the counter responses.  Here are a few that I remind myself of:

  • As for the pouch stretching, my surgeon told me that it was a natural progression.  The pouch will relax and stretch with time.  I have not pushed the limits or done long term damage because I am cautious of what and how I eat.  Plus, it also depends on what types of foods I eat as to how much I can hold.  If I get hold of carby foods, they for the most part are slider foods.  They get wet, become mush, and slide right on out.  Foods that are dense (protein) are heavy, thick, and tend to stay in the pouch longer.  If I am able to eat a lot of food, perhaps what is needed is a reevaluation of WHAT types of foods they are, and whether they are good for me.  I love it when I get full fast on just a little bit of food because it means THE POUCH STILL WORKS! IT AIN’T BROKE!
  • As for the “no dumping” thing, I KNOW that I have created those good lifelong habits.  “Train up a child… and he will not depart from it…” Well, my new tiny pouch has had some good training and I fall on those habits daily!  Plus, there is the built in guilt mechanism to keep me from straying too much because I KNOW WHAT I SHOULD BE DOING!  Besides, I had a huge dumping episode on my birthday and it reminded me that MY POUCH IS IN CONTROL OF ME.
  • During that time of month, I gain weight whether I like it or not.  I have to work past the “Oh no, I’ve gained 3 lbs!”  I’ve been in this long enough to know that as soon as its over, that 3 pounds is gone until next month!  My weight always fluctuates.  I must learn to adapt and remain calm.  And, I do allow myself to have small amounts of carbs such as 2 french fries if I am craving fried foods, or a piece of sugar free chocolate if I want something sweet.  I’ve done this long enough now that I know it’s not a trigger or problem for me, and I always decarb right after my period.
  • Last but certainly not least is the “restricted foods list”.  The key here is:  restriction UNTIL 75% of the body weight is lost.  I have lost over 100%, and have been given the yellow “proceed with caution” light where these foods are concerned.  While they may not be on the “have every days”, they are on the “enjoy once in awhiles” list.  Moderation is the key.  And, I also remember very early in my weight loss journey my thoughts were “I’ll never eat (such as such) again.”  Oh how that was such naivity!  I now tell people, “It’s not goodbye to food forever.  It’s more like a temporary sabbatical.  But once you meet again, the relationship will be quite different.”

I’d love to hear your ideas of how you counteract your fears.  Or, perhaps you have fears that I have not listed.  Shoot me an email, or make comments on this article.  We’re in this together….