I started at the Healthy Weight
Center at the end of April/beginning of May. They did an orientation and took
my measurements and vitals, then showed me around the building. At the end of
the orientation they make your appointments for the next 2 months; these
include nutrition, medical, behavioral, and exercise. I was so excited to get
started and meet with everyone so I wanted to make my appointments for as soon
as possible. As a part of the program they also offer group classes and group
exercise so I signed up for those. I was so excited and had a feeling that I
may be able to pull this off; I had a sense of hope that I had lost a long long
time ago.
Fast forward 5 months and I have
one month left at the weight center. The time went by so fast and I have lost
about 5 pounds that isn't near enough as I should have lost. Though the numbers
on the scale don't say much I wish the knowledge I've gained could count as
pounds too. Life just got in the way. Take last night as an example; my husband
and I both got home around 5:45pm. We got the kids shoes and coats off and we
changed out of our work clothes- it’s now 5:55pm. I look through the pantry,
refrigerator and freezer for something to make for dinner; it’s now 6:00. I
make dinner and sit down to eat but our 3-year old wants nothing to do with it.
His only other alternative is scrambled eggs (I refuse to make 3 different
things for him) so we make him some eggs. We finish eating, feeding the baby,
and getting our toddler to eat- it’s now 6:45. I do dishes while my husband
folds laundry and lets the dog out- it’s now 7:15. I get my lunch ready for
work and change the baby's diaper.
7:30 rolls around and it's time
to give the kids a bath. I bathe the baby and get him in his PJ's. It's now
7:45 and he is tired, fussy, and wants a bottle. While my husband bathes the
toddler I make baby a bottle and fight with him to get him to fall asleep (even
though he is exhausted). The time is now 8:30 and the baby just fell asleep and
our toddler is in his PJ's and needs to go to bed. My husband takes him into
his room and tries to read him a book but he is HYPER and wants nothing to do
with it. After listening to dad and toddler fight I go in to mediate- the time
is now 8:45. I leave dad to read to him some more at he finally emerges at
9:00. We both collapse on the couch only to hear our toddler playing in his
room. We let him play and figure he will pass out eventually- then the door
opens. I go in to read a few more books to him and I am finally able to leave
his room at 9:20-ish.
The LAST thing I want to do at
this point is exercise. I am frustrated, exhausted, and oh-so looking forward
to another day at work away from my super-cute kids.
My husband and I attempt to
watch some "adult" TV (no it’s not porn- it’s HGTV) since all we
usually get to see are over-cheery kids cartoons. We give up trying to watch TV
at 9:45 and head to bed.
So while other people may be
able to workout at that point for 10, 20, or 60 minutes- I know that my sanity
hinges on getting some sleep before the baby wakes up during the night.
This is my life 5 days a week.
Most nights are quite so bad because my toddler is not usually so difficult to
get to bed but it's exhausting.
Anyway- Until those kids move
out- I don't see things slowing down one bit and I refuse to wait until that
point to get healthy and feel better which is where the weight loss surgery
comes in.
Most insurance companies require
a 6-month physician monitored weight loss program prior to being approved for
bariatric surgery. Since my BMI is 38 I also need to bring some
"co-morbidities" with me. My triglycerides were high when I started
the healthy weight center, my cholesterol is very slightly high, and my BP
fluctuates. The healthy weight program is put on through our local hospital by
the surgery center that would perform the actually procedure so the doctor I
see is actually someone who knows what it takes to get approved. She suggested
that I talk to my PCP (primary care physician or regular doctor) about putting
me on some cholesterol medication (low-dose) and that would seal the deal on
being approved for surgery. It's just sad that you have to be extra sick in
order to be approved as opposed to slightly sick and just don't want those
co-morbidities to even happen in the first place. She said after surgery I won’t
need the medications so it's a win/win.
Anyone else annoyed with the
process of being approved?
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