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just a quick post to say that almost 4 weeks, is not enough time for your stomach to heal enough to handle tomatoes.  I thought it would be a good idea to try that for dinner tonight.

Needless to say, a popsicle quickly took it’s place for dinner. 

According to the scales upstairs, I now weigh 329 pounds.   I tell you this because according to the same scale, I weighed 362 pounds one week ago today.  However I don’t really believe it.  I’ll see what the doctor says on Tuesday when I go see him.  Maybe I was dressed in lead shoes last week?  I did get new flip flops since then, the old ones may have been much heavier.

I’ve been on a a clear liquid diet since Monday, and I’m growing weary of it.  I don’t know if I can move to the next stage of the diet which is pureed food… which isn’t much better.  BUT, it would be something more than Jell-O and Popsicles.  Not that there’s anything wrong with either of those two food items, but when it’s ALL you get to eat, it does become a little tiring.

I have yet to actually feel hungry, or even like eating.  I just keep measuring 1-2 oz of food, and making sure I’m eating every now and then, along with drinking at least a zillion gallons of water (or so it seems) each day.

I’m still kind of sore from the incisions, and (pardon the TMI) very gassy.  I have no question of why I’m sore, and the gas is from the fact that they pumped me full of air to do the surgery.

I had Frank take pictures of the “before” and as soon as I get to a worthy “after” point, I’ll post them together…

I just wrote this to a friend via facebook, and felt it quite appropriate to post here on the ol’ blog…
was really self-induced. I had gastric bypass surgery… And I must say, for a surgical newbie, it might have been better to start off with something smaller, like maybe my tonsils or something to see if I really could do it.

BUT, here I am 5 days later, still on a clear liquid diet with 5 incisions on my stomach, and no going back now… I really wanted a taco last night for dinner, but instead I had sugar free jell-o. I know in a few weeks I’ll be able to eat more normal food, but it’s just GETTING through those few weeks that has me glum…

BUT, I went into the surgery at 362 lbs, and today I’m 341. So that’s good, right?

So you know how sometimes, you think it’s a good idea to drive to National Harbor, Maryland with the top down?  And you know how sometimes, that very same day, it’s 96º outside, but it doesn’t feel like it, because you are driving about 80 mph down I-95?  Just so you know, next time you might have one of those days, RESIST THE URGE!  Either that, or put sunblock on your fair upper arm that never sees the sun (thank you very much farmer tan).

If you think I’m kidding, just ask my blistering, peeling left arm.  OH, and did I mention BLISTERING!  I hate having sunburns, especially since I don’t much like being in the sun.

Other than that, it was a nice trip.  I was there for a work-related conference, which was nice.  The hotel was great, bordering on obscene… but still nice.  I got to have dinner with my friend Barb one night… but other than that, I had NO free time.

We are having a yard sale tomorrow.  I don’t really know how that is going to pan out, since neither Frank nor I stopped at the bank to get change for it.  I think if I send him to Dunkin’ Donuts in the morning with a $20 and have him ask for change in $1’s, we should be ok.  Other than that, not much is happening.  I’m off to bed, but perhaps I’ll report back on the outcome of tomorrow’s festivites.

Frank just walked into the office, “Guess what I just read online.”

“what?”

“The Apple store officially opens at 8:00 am on Friday.”

and then he walked out of the room.

We are sitting in the waiting roomat Trend VW waiting for the car to get serviced. Apparently, this is the only auto dealer in the world where you can’t just drop off your car, but you have to sit in the waiting room. It wouldn’t be too bad were they located near anything, but they aren’t. The service center isn’t even located at the dealership. If it were there, at least I could look at new cars that we aren’t going to buy.
In the waiting room, the TV is on some rambling news channel… And they are talking aboutthe Seattle Sonics leaving Seattle, and going to Oklahoma City. Although I an not a sports fan, how does a team just leave for a new city? I suppose it happens, otherwise how would Utah have the Jazz?
Oh! Just realized there is a Dunkin’ Donuts next door! Off to get hot chocolate!

Just for summer, I have updated the header photo.  I find that such a simple little thing gives me such great joy.  This is one that I took with my phone the other morning as I was leaving for work.  These are the Tiger Lillies that are growing in the back yard.  I love Tiger Lillies more than any other flower on earth, they make me happy all summer long.  Because of my love for them, we planted a whole bunch of different lillies in the planters this year.  If the damn squirrels would quit eating the tops off of them, it would be a little bit better. 

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate squirrels?  They may be cute and all, but they are damnable little creatures.

I know I have been terribly remiss in posting.  I could come up with all sorts of excuses, but it really boils down to the fact that I haven’t really had much to say.  Not that nothing has happened, but I just haven’t had much to say about it.

Last month, my grandmother passed away, and although I’m VERY sad that she’s gone, I understand that she had a great life.  She was an amazing woman, and the last few years have been hard on the family.  She had been suffering with Alzheimer’s and the grandma I grew up with was, for the most part, a memory.  Coupled with the fact that my grandfather passed away in the fall, it’s been rough on the family.  I guess I don’t really even have a clue what it must have been like for those dealing with it every day.  The times I was there to visit in the past few years, she had been mostly fine, so I don’t even have a full comprehension of what it was like.

I have no reason to be sad that she’s moved on, other than for selfish reasons.  The fact that I don’t get to see her anymore is what makes me sad.  It’s purely selfish.

At her funeral I got to see most of my cousins, some that I hadn’t seen for years.  That was nice.  Of course everyone wishes the reunion had been under different circumstances, but it was good to see everyone.

We are starting construction on our front porch in the next couple of weeks.  Here is the artists rendition of what it will look like when completed.  Keep in mind, this is NOT the siding we chose to go with, but at least you can get the jist of what’s going on…

Frank and I watched The Mist the other day on DVD.  And at the end of the show, as they are driving off into the mist, a low organ tone begins to play.  About 1 second into it, I say “The Host of Seraphim by Dead Can Dance.  It’s on The Serpent’s Egg.”

“How do you know that, there’s only one note?”

“I know”

“No, you THINK you know, but how could you know that quickly?”

“Trust me… in about 2 seconds, there were be drums… they go ‘boom, boom’ ” (which of course makes more sense when you can hear me  singing the part of the drums).

The drums came.  And then Lisa Gerrard began singing.  Of course I was right.  Why would anyone question my knowledge of Dead Can Dance songs?  Especially old ones?

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