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Saturday, October 11, 2014

I Weighed This Morning

I decided to weigh this morning for a couple of reasons.  Thinking that the number would be meaningless and I'd move on and not think of it any more.  I'm still thinking about it, so I am blogging about it.

First, why did I decide to weigh to begin with?  Yesterday as I got dressed for PT, I felt like the t-shirt I put on seemed loose.  I didn't get too worked up about it because I'd chosen that particular shirt because it was loose and that is important right now.  It seemed looser, but not so much that I could be sure.  Plus, my memory could have been faulty and sometimes it is just hard to tell with t-shirts.

I know that I have eaten very little since surgery.  I had in mind to do a 'relaxed' low carb style of eating especially since my blood sugar got all wonky after surgery.  I thought, I'd eat mostly protein & veggies, but not get freaked out about a potato or banana along the way.  Little did I know, that I'd hardly be able to eat anything protein, carb or fat!!

Last night as 65MD and I were eating, he said something about me losing lots of weight, since I was hardly eating.  I countered with, my body doesn't need much because I'm not moving much.  He thought, I was discounting how hard my body is working to heal itself.  He's probably right, since I have no idea how this sort of trauma would effect my body.  I have not lived through something like this before.  I haven't even had a baby,  I would be very glad for my metabolism to be kicked in to overdrive.

Anyway, this morning when I got up, I thought it wouldn't hurt anything to step on the scale and see what happened.  I was down one pound exactly.  I really don't know what to make of it.

I'm glad of course. Who wouldn't be?  It seems the least I could get after all I have been through.

Then, I began to wonder about all of the swelling in my right leg.  The skin is hard and tight.  There is a lot of fluid there.  What does that weigh?  Another pound?  Maybe even 5?  Water is heavy!!  Then, there is the whole pooping thing.  I've only gone once in spite of a steady diet of prunes!!  I'm beginning to feel a little bloated in my belly.  Does that count?  Should I adjust for that?  Surely, that is another pound or two.  Round and round my thoughts swirl.

Really, what does it all matter?  At this point in my life, it doesn't. At this point, while it is paramount that I listen to my body and only give it what it needs to heal, the number on the scale is the thing that matters the least.  Of course, that is true in normal, regular every day life too.  What matters most is that I listen to my body and give it healthy, nourishing food.  The number on the scale still matters the least.


  1. hmmmmmm things to ponder indeed! mayhaps you should also be taking some garlic since it's anti-everything. and you're right how you feel is what matters!

  2. Girl, you have fluid, feces, and are swollen in places you wouldn't believe after a major surgery like that! LOL Ditch that scale for now and go with how things are feeling looser, etc. Don't even bother with the # right now. He'll be there waiting for you when you come back!!!!

  3. Don't look at those scales again until you are released from PT. Just get thru this. As every grandmother in America says, don't borrow trouble. It will be waiting for you.

    Love you! Hang in there!


  4. Lori - You're going through a lot as our body heals itself. It can take a while to get back to normal.

    Take care of YOU and don't worry about the scale!