Week 44 Weigh In

The good news is that I am down 0.4 pounds since last Wednesday’s weigh in. The bad news is that I am up one pound since Saturday’s monthly weigh in. 44 weeks worth of scale stepping and this is only the second time I’ve been up. I’m not happy about it, but I am okay. I knew I’d been eating quite a bit more than I had at any time since this all began, so I knew that gains were coming. That doesn’t mean I like seeing it when they get here. It’s okay though. The overall trend is very much down and we’re still progressing according to plan.

I’m more concerned with how much trouble I had eating last night. Usually when I get that weird stomach block thing there is pain but it clears after half an hour to 45 minutes. An hour on the outside. Last night it just didn’t clear. Also, there was no pain to speak of. I just couldn’t eat anymore. After an hour and a half or so I thought I was through it but one bite showed otherwise. I’m fine now, but it’s been nine hours since that bite of sugar free pudding. I haven’t eaten breakfast yet but I have had half of my liquid goal without issue.

Okay, I have watched this morning’s new episode of The Mandalorian, and the new episode of The Bad Batch is about to end. I need to get my day rolling. It’s an in the office day today so I have a lot to do and a short time to do it. Wish me luck.

Week 40 Weigh In

Week 40? Are you serious? We’re only 12 weeks away from capping off the first year? How is that possible? How does time move so quickly without all of us falling down dizzy all the time?

I weighed myself this morning through a hale* of technological cock ups. Well, one technological cock up. The scale in the bedroom is Bluetooth and connects to my iPhone. It’s nice. The app on my phone calculates my BMI and updates the Health app so I don’t have to do either thing manually. When I got out of bed this morning I tapped my phone to wake it up and nothing… it was off. I tried to turn it on again and nothing… it was dead. I plugged it in and tried again and nothing… it was bricked. The fuck?

I stepped on the scale and started my day without my phone. Eventually Google gave me a tip for tricking it into restarting and it worked. She’s been A-Okay ever since. I haven’t updated the Health app though. I still need to do that, but I have updated my Google Spreadsheet and I have all the numbers I need.

There are numbers, but there aren’t a whole lot too them. I am down this week, but only 0.6 pounds. I will chalk that up to already having a mid-week weigh in on Saturday so it’s not a full week. Also, yesterday was Jen’s birthday and I hit the snacks a lot harder than usual while celebrating. I’m not concerned. 0.6 pounds is a positive step in my book. I’m happy.

On Saturday when I did the nine month weigh in I was at 224.4. Today I am at 223.8. I will take it. Gleefully. The total since the surgery is now 207.6 and the total since the start is 228.2. My BMI went from 27.3 to 27.2. Again, all good stuff. Not world rocking stuff, but good stuff. I am pleased.

The next weigh in will be February 15th. That’s the day after Valentines Day as well as the day after something painful that I haven’t mentioned yet but probably isn’t hard to figure out based on the last couple of weeks worth of posts. That event includes a luncheon but I doubt I will be willing or able to eat anything there. I’m likely going to have a full day of protein supplements instead of actual food on the 14th. We’ll see how the diet shakes out that day.

*Is that the correct usage of “hale”? Should it be “hail”?

ADDENDUM: It just dawned on me… I weigh 223.8 and I have lost 228.2 since 1/19/22. That means I have lost more weight than I actually weigh. Holy shit Snacks! I am literally half the man I used to be! Queue that Stone Temple Pilots song!

Week 34 Weigh In

Hello and welcome to this week’s weigh in. It has been 34 weeks since my Gastric Bypass Surgery. This is the final weigh in of 2022 and the first without a cat in the house. Yeah, I’m sad.

Nothing Earth shattering this week as far as number milestones are concerned, with one shining exception. Last week’s weigh in had me at 247.2 pounds. Today’s weigh in has me at 243.6 pounds. The difference is 3.6 pounds, and that is fantastic.

The total amount of weight lost since the surgery on May 4, 2022 is 187.8 pounds. A great number, but the 10’s digit is the same as last week so no big milestone. We’re creeping closer and closer to that magical day when the 100’s column changes again though.

The total amount of weight lost since the first weigh in on January 19, 2022 is 208.4 pounds. Again, an epic number but not enough for a milestone digit this time around. That’s okay though, just so long as that first digit is still a two.

The only stat left to check is the one that has a huge milestone and that is BMI. BMI values in the range of 30-34.9 are considered obese. Values between 25-29.9 are considered overweight. At last week’s check in my BMI was 30.1, just barely clinging to obese. Today? 29.7. We are official in the overweight category, and while it sounds ridiculous to say this, I am so very happy about it. On January 19, 2022 my BMI was a meager 55. I couldn’t even imagine a world where I was overweight rather than obese. I can’t tell you how amazing this is.

Next week’s weigh in is going to happen on our Disney World trip… I think. Not sure. There’s some potential changes to our travel agenda but I won’t know more until later this morning. Depending on what we learn today, I might actually be bringing a bathroom scale in my suitcase. I’ll let you know.

For now, thanks for coming and reading my insane little story.

Week 32 Weigh In! YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!

Hello and welcome to today’s weigh in post, and it is a doozy, oh my readers and only friends! Your humble narrator woke up feeling sick to his stomach today but he doesn’t care because HOLY SHIT!!!

Now I have mentioned that food has been troubling me over the last week or so and it’s likely down to that as the reason the numbers have me so out of my mind ecstatic this morning. Given that, it’s safe to say that once I get myself straightened out some of what I am cheering about today will be put back on. That’s okay. I can live with that. I am just in the moment right now and the numbers in this moment are… Fuck me, are they incredible!

Last week, for the week 31 weigh in, I weighed 254.6 pounds and my BMI was 31.

Today… week 32… oh my goodness… I weigh 248.6 pounds, which is down a mammoth SIX (6) pounds! I haven’t had a six pound week since September. Six pounds is MEGA, but that’s not what the bliss is about this morning. My BMI is down to 30.3. I’m three tenths of a point away from not being obese anymore, but that’s not what the bliss is about this morning.

My total weight loss since the surgery is breathtaking. I flipped the 10’s column again, moving up to 182.8 pounds! I have lost over 180 pounds since May 4th. I can’t believe it. That is absolutely stunning and shocking and that’s still not what this bliss is about this morning.

So what is the bliss about this morning?

On my first visit to the weight loss clinic on January 19, 2022, I weighed 452 pounds. Let’s do some math, shall we?

452.0
– 248.6
———–
203.4

OH MY GOD, PEOPLE! I TOPPED TWO-HUNDRED POUNDS! FUCK-A-DOODLE-DO, I’VE LOST TWO HUNDRED POUNDS IN SLIGHTLY LESS THAN ELEVEN MONTHS!

My total weight loss since the first check in is 203.4 pounds! TWO-HUNDRED THREE AND FOUR TENTHS POUNDS!

I HAVE LOST TWO-HUNDRED POUNDS!

I’m going to have to write more about this later because at this particular moment in time I am too dizzy with shock and delight to really process this. I will write more after I get to work so I can bask in the bliss for a few hours first.

TWO-HUNDRED POUNDS!!!!!

Week 21 Weigh In

It’s Wednesday so it’s weigh in day, and it’s pretty underwhelming this time. That’s okay, after the celebrations last week, I was due for a slow week.

I am down 1.60 pounds. In the weight watchers days I would be thrilled with this. In the post-surgery days I am still pretty thrilled, even if it’s a great deal less than what I am used to at this point. We’ll see if we can have a bigger drop next week. As long as we keep going in the negative direction, I’ll be pretty stoked.

I had a bad time with dinner last night. It was just a split second’s worth of forgetting the new normal and it screwed me up for hours. In the old days I was a super fast eater. Bite-chew-chew-swallow. My teeth are pretty screwed up, so the less chomping I did, the lower the chances for dental issues. I can’t do that anymore. I need to chew the holy hell out of every small bite before I gulp. Last night I cut myself a small bite of chicken and forgot to chew thoroughly and swallowed it after just a few chomps. I realized the mistake immediately and knew I was going to have a bad time.

I tried to eat a little more, but soon enough that stomach pain and nausea hit me. I gave myself a 10 minute break. That didn’t help so I turned it into 20 minutes. Nope. 30 minutes. Still nope. 40 minutes and I was starting to feel like the end was in site. I put my dinner plate away in the kitchen and went grocery shopping. When I was home again I restarted eating dinner and everything went smoothly. I can’t mess up like that anymore. Pay attention, Robert!

Okay then, in summation, here’s hoping for a bigger bang for our bucks in week 22, and also don’t forget to chew your food. At least 32 times, just like Nana used to say.