It's official (sort of). I had my one year post-op with the surgeon. Not MY surgeon, mind you. He has some how slipped into oblivion. I haven't seen him since the day of the surgery when he wrote right on my tummy - marked it with "RNY" and his initials. This is a precautionary step to prevent him from doing the wrong surgery, or from some other doctor finding me in his OR and trying to do surgery on me. Isn't that scary that they have to write on you to make sure? But, I digress.
I saw the "other" surgeon who I have been seeing for my post-op appointments all along. He said all my blood work was good (except that my glucose was a little high, but not terrible and my A1C was 6.2). He was pleased that I have lost 168 pounds (and so am I) and pleased to hear I have been exercising. My status went from "Super-Super Morbidly Obese" to just plain "Obese" - which I guess is encouraging! My BMI went down by over 35 points and I've lost 65% of my excess weight. That is according to what the insurance companies want me to weigh (131 lbs) which he said he does NOT want me to weigh. So all in all, things are good! I don't have to go back for 6 months.
I'm celebrating my surgiversary on Saturday by having an "Ugly Sweater Party" with some friends and family. Wear an ugly sweater and you may just win a prize!! It also would have been my parents anniversary (cough-cough) and is also my friend Jan's birthday. And it's the first official day of my unemployment! There is lots to celebrate! Party on, Garth!!
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