Hey all! It’s been about a month since my last “daily life” kinda update happened, so figured I’d just pop in and talk about what we’ve been up to lately and what’s been going on in our world.
Comedy show
If you know me, you know I HATE crowds, concerts, parties, and any other sort of large or loud gathering. I haven’t gone to a concert in over 10 years. HOWEVER, despite hating all of the above, I make exceptions for comedy shows. I’ve been to three so far this year (Sal Vulcano, Ed Bassmaster, James Murray), with plans to go to even more. Jerry and I recently saw Murr (James Murray). He’s one of the guys from Impractical Jokers. It was at a casino about an hour away, so we made a whole evening of it. Went for dinner and dessert, headed to the show, and had the kids stay with my parents overnight. To be honest, the show was pretty weird. I thought it would be stand up, but it wasn’t. It was more a mish-mash of him playing pranks and other random stuff onstage. While it wasn’t what I expected at all, it was still cool to see him in person and have a nice date night with the hubby.
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| At the show |
Temporary life without AC
Hahaha, this one is so dramatic. I HATE heat and have always said I couldn’t possibly live somewhere without central air. Well, our AC randomly stopped pushing out cold air. We assumed it would be a lengthy and expensive repair, so we held off for a little over a week and just used our fans. We even bought a little portable AC for the bedroom. Well, I decided to get a repair quote after a hot and crabby week, and it ended up being an easy and inexpensive fix (something was clogged). We could have avoided all of that trouble to begin with if we had just called the same day it broke. Ah well, you live and you learn.
Weight loss accomplishment
Well I am now officially SMALLER than the smallest I have ever been. When we got married, I had lost a ton of weight and got down to 152. That was my smallest. As of today, I am 150.6, so I’m now smaller than I have ever been. What?! I’m honestly feeling so many things: excitement, shock, pride. My ultimate goal is 120-130, so I guess I assumed I’d dip lower than 152 eventually, but at the same time, it was hard to imagine, ya know? My initial goal weight from my surgeon was 160, but she bumped it down to 150, so at the very least, I’ve accomplished what my surgeon wanted. Now I just need to try and accomplish what *I* want. My one year “surgiversary” will be August 9 and my mind is just… blown. Everything STILL feels surreal. It felt surreal when I finally got approved for surgery after a very lengthy progress. It felt surreal when I made it to the hospital that day. It felt surreal when I woke up and realized I HAD DONE IT! And it feels surreal with every new milestone I hit. I cannot adequately express how much surgery has changed my life, and how grateful I am for the decision I made to just… do it. ZERO regrets, even on the harder days.
Emergency room visits
Sigh. A couple of weekends back, I ended up at the emergency room. TWICE. I am not a drinker. I’ve only drank alcohol maybe five times in my life. Well, alcohol impacts you much more quickly and much more severely after you’ve had gastric bypass. You get drunk really fast and off of very little, say… one drink, or even one half of a drink. Anyway, on that Friday night, I decided to drink a Twisted Tea. It was my first drink in over five years. I was dumb and didn’t think about the fact that it had a lot of sugar in it… and guess what? Sugar impacts you severely after surgery too. So anyway, I drank the whole thing. Shortly after that, I ate dinner. I suddenly was in immense pain (abdominal), extremely nauseous, and gasping for breath. I have tachychardia, so I have an oximeter at home to check my heart rate when needed. Well, my heart rate was in the 130s…. not good. I had Jerry call my surgeon on call because I could hardly speak, and they suggested I go to the ER since my HR was so high. We called her because we assumed my issues were related to my bypass (which they were), since I had consumed stuff I probably shouldn’t have consumed.
Anyway, it was an odd experience. They basically had a large “Emergency Room” tent attached to the actual Emergency Room, and we were directed in there for triage. Eventually I was moved to the ACTUAL ER, but in an overflow section… so a bunch of us were just lying around in hospital beds in hallways and whatnot. They gave me nausea medication, anxiety medication, and fluids. When my bloodwork came back okay and my HR had come down a bit, they sent me home, even though I was still in pain. So we got home around 4 am. I tried to sleep. I was rocking back and forth in our bed, unable to sleep because my pain was so bad. Jerry tried to get me to go back and I refused because they hadn’t helped me the first time. Well, he started threatening to call an ambulance if I refused to go, so off we went, lol. Around 6 am, we were back. I ended up back in the tent, and then the exact same bed and same spot in the ER overflow area after that. They were slightly more attentive this time. I was given more nausea medication, heartburn medication, and a liquid medication that had lidocaine in it to sort of numb my stomach. It helped a bit and I went home with prescriptions for more. The next couple of days were still kind of rough, but the meds helped a bit. I was back to normal in about three days… but geez… what an ordeal. I will never drink again (which will be easy because I never drink anyway).
Flat tire
I was off work on Friday because I had worked the previous Saturday, so I decided to take the kids out for lunch at a new place. It was actually near Jerry’s work, so after we ate, we grabbed him a coffee and were getting ready to drop it off. Wellllll…. right after we had all gotten in the car, a guy stopped me and was like “…do you know you have a flat tire?” And no, I did not. Sigh. I got it towed and Jerry came to pick us up. It was actually a tire that I had patched a couple of years ago when it went flat, so I guess its time was just over, lol. They’ve replaced it, and I’ll be heading there after work tonight to pick it up. Always something, isn’t it? Always.
Anyway, that’s what we’ve been up to lately! Some fun things, and some NOT so fun things. Such is life!
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