Friday, July 11, 2014
I went to the Dr. yesterday. He said I am healing fine. I still shouldn't, notice he didn't say can't, go in the water I can take a shower, but the chlorine just may irritate the incision. I can now do strength training as long as it doesn't pull on the incision. I can do the arms, and legs mainly. I can walk but I notice that I do get tired sooner than i use to. I will start to get pains or cramps in my side. That is why I won't walk far from the house, I most just walk up and down the street. If I start getting pains, I just go home. The cardio glide is still out of the question. Probably another 2 weeks for any type of cardio and most likely the pool. I am healing and on my way though.
Sunday, July 06, 2014
I went to a picnic yesterday. I haven't been to a picnic, except a family one in years. I didn't know anyone except Gary and his brother and of course, Gary's sons. I offered to come early and to help set everyting up but Gary said no, Ron and him would take care of everything. Jeremy didn't get off work until 5 and Nick and his son were coming up from Rhode Island and would be there whenever. Could two guys do this without a woman's help? We shall see.
There were a few people there already when I got there. I can't remember the names, but guys Gary knows and I knew Bruce(wish I didn't) Gary took us to see the Firebird, it is home. I asked him when he was going to let me drive it and he said he wasn't, that he never said I could. I was po'd/ I don't know if he said that because others were standing there or what, but he promised I could drive it. If he doesn't keep that promise, there will be you know what to pay.
Everyone brough desserts. I made oatmeal raisin cookies, and someone made an ice cream cake. When you cut the cake, the inside was a flag. It was beautiful and tasty. All the salads were store bought, that's why the guy's didn't need any help. They were good though. We had hot dogs, hamburgers, sausages, and kielbasa.
I met Gary through Charlene at the flea market in Newington back in the late 1990's. They were partners. We got to be friends, the three of us, and that is how I got really close to Gary. He was doing day trips as a tour director on Saturdays and doing the flea markets on Sunday. Once Mansfield opened Charlene would do Newington and Gary did Mansfield and they would clean up. He was however, losing a lot of money by not doing overnight trips as a tour director, not counting the tips he would get. He made me an offer that if I went to Mansfield and sold his stuff for him he would pay me. Mansfield had a small chicken coop that they made into a mini mall where you could stay set up. I jumped at the opportunity. That is how Gary became my "boss" and the my BFF. I guess Charlene was a little jealous of our relationship, though I don't know why. She still received half the profits.
Charlene was at the picnic yesterday with her husband Reggie. I didn't recognize her and she didn't recognize me. We were sitting right next to each other. Gary went up to Charlene and told her you remember pudgy fat Bonnie right, and Charlene said that's
Bonnie OMG. The lady sitting on the other side of me asked me you were fat? That's when Gary said that I had lost over 120 pounds. Of course the ladies were asking me how I did it and other questions. Charlene says above everyone, so when did you have the surgery, you should of had a tummy tuck and breast implants at the same time. I told her I didn't have surgery, I track my food everyday, weigh and measure my food everyday. Her reply I don't have time for that I have a life. I felt like saying that's why you look like that and why I look llke I do. The other women clearly understood that Charlene had to be the center of conversation, or wouldn't tolerate. Thank God it was dropped and we listened to a day by day blow of her trip to St Marin then to Aruba. Thank God Nick showed up with the shrimp and we hardly heard a word out of Charlene's mouth except umm these are good ummm She bragged that she ate 42 shrimp, another reason she is as big as the good year blimp.
This is the second time this week that I thought gee is it really worth it? The second time I have received negative feedback for losing weight. I went and got fitted for a bra on Monday. The sales clerk was helping me and I was sighing about the fat that spills out of the cup. She said I know, it isn't worth losing a lot of weight with all that lose skin hanging. It is so ugly. I don't know if she saw the look on my face or what, cause she said but you must feel so much better. I didn't think that it would ever bother me the lose jiggly skin under my arms. I remember my Mom saying she hates hers and won't wear anything sleeveless. I don't know if I am getting vain in my old age or what, but when I comb my hair or do something and see it wiggle, it bothers me. Has anyone else gotten negative feedback about the way they look after weight loss or feel negative about a part of their body?
Monday, June 30, 2014
I called Dr. Broisman this morning. I actually don't have stitches, but I have staples. I was out of it when I left the hospital, I went home by cab. My family lives quite far and I didn't want them to drive all the way out here to get me. The nurses gave me instructions, but I don't remember. I took a shower and got the staples wet. When my Mom called me later, she said the nurses said I was to take sponge baths while the staples were in. Not to get them wet. They talked to her with the instructions over the phone. Oh well, no harm done.
I have to see Dr. B on July 7 so he can check the incision. I don't know if he will take the staples out then or not. I sure home so. This means that I can't go to the pool until the 8th at least. I think if I put gauze on it and a plastic bag I could go but my Mom said not to do it. I already received 2 months credit on my membership when I was going through the tests for my stomach. They will not give me anymore credit, so I am using up my time. It makes me mad. I can't use the gym either, even the treadmill. The Dr. said if I want to walk, walk outdoors. There is less of a chance of getting hurt. No exercise that involves the abdominal muscles. I can do strength training for my legs and arms within reason. Basically he said use your common sense and listen to your body. If it hurts or pulls, don't do it. If you are tired, rest.
I have been doing very good with the pain pills. I don't like taking narcotics so the Dr. gave me about 10 Tylox and the rest Ibuprophen 800 At night I usually take a Tylox and go to bed. For some reason I start hurting the worst at night. Maybe it is psychsymmatic, but last night by 9:15 I was almost in tears. By 10 I was zonked in lala land.
Today I did go to the dentist, yes I drove myself. I have an automatic. I got my new dentures. They have to redo the lowers because they don't line up right. I have them though and otherwise they are good. Then I went to Westfarms Mall and went to Victoria's Secret. I had to get fitted again for a bra since I lost so much weight. I never did since I lost it, I have been wearing sports bras. I almost fainted, $68.00 for 1 bra. Well, that was my day. Now I am sparking. I think I am going to redo my page.
If I don't blog again, Happy 4th of July.
Saturday, June 28, 2014
Wednesday night I had to call an ambulance. I hadn't felt pain like I did last night since I had gall stones. I even considered that maybe, just maybe they left some in there. That was over 25 years ago though, I think I would have known by now.
I had a stomach ache all day and was was buddy buddy with the bathroom again but I never "tossed my cookies". I took Immodium and rode it out. Everytime I would eat something, I would feel a little better, for a little while. Then I noticed that I was running a fever so I took some Advil.
I mostly just read, did a jigsaw puzzle and was on the computer. I got through the day, and was hopeful that I ate something that disagreed with me and I would feel better in the morning. My stomach is weird and I give up on trying to find out what is going on. About 10 I took my book, and went to bed to read. I had the air on in my room and it was more comfortable in there. I don't remember what time I feel asleep because I fell asleep reading with the light on.
It was 1:18 when I woke up in such pain, that I really couldn't move at first. It felt just like the gallbladder attacks I use to get. Really painful, stabbing pain. When I use to get those pain, it would last awhile but if I laid a certain way, they would subside. It didn't work. About 2 I called an ambulance because I knew I couldn't walk down the stairs and drive.
My blood pressure was sky high and I had a 103.2 fever. No wonder I was hot then cold, then sweating again. They took me right in my pajamas. We woke up Joe and Pauline I guess because they were out on the porch wanting to know what was going on. The paramedic told them they didn't know that is why they were taking me to the hospital. She said she was going to call my Mom and I told her no. That's all I need is to get her all upset and worried. If she needed to be contacted the hospital would do it. I am glad she listened to me.
When I got to the hospital they asked me if I had been throwing up and I said no, then proceeded to throw up all over the floor. They gave me a little something for the pain and the nausea, not much because I was still in pain. Up to CAT scan I go. I guess it was a busy night, because I waited for a good hour at least. Then I waited after the CAT scan for someone to come and get me and take me back to the ER. This is why I hate going to the ER. Hurry up and wait. The diagnosis was appendicitis. I needed surgery. Not what I wanted to hear. I was thinking kidney stone maybe. This is when the hospital asked me who I wanted to contact. It was going onto 6am by that time, I think and I really didn't want to wake my Mom up. Then I remembered the time I was admitted because of an irregular heartbeat and never told her and caught hell. It was going to take time to get an operating room, assemble a team, prep me, find out history, etc etc etc. so I decided to wait until the last minute to call her.
By the time I left the ER I was feeling no pain. The nurse called me Mom just before I went up and although I have no recollection she said she talked to me. I don't know how long the surgery was but I woke up in recovery hurting on my right side. Why do they wake you up in hospitals? You are suppose to rest, and they wake you up? They gave me something else for the pain and the next time I woke up I was in a hospital room. They kept me until yesterday afternoon.
Now the only pain I have is from the incision. I am not suppose to heavy lifting, excessive walking, or exercise for 6-8 weeks. I have to go make an appointment with my PCP in a couple weeks so he can check the incision and see how I am doing. I am going to call on Monday though to see if I can go to the pool.
I guess I won't be doing the flea market tommorrow and it is the kids fair tomorrow. Bummer. I think I am going to take my book and go lay down. I am tired. Have a great weekend everyone.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Today I was suppose to get my new dentures. After drinking a peanut butter banana smoothie for breakfast, my stomach started bothering me. I didn't eat lunch until a little after 2:30 and I had soup. I didn't feel any better. I called the dentist and said I wasn't coming. I will call tomorrow and make another appointment.
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