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Gastric sleeve update – 7 months

It’s been five months since I wrote about how my life is with a gastric sleeve, and I’m now seven months post-surgery. As was to be expected, things have been up and down – both physically and mentally – although I feel I’m far enough along to have a rough idea of how life is going to be from this point. Important things first: I’m 54kg lighter than when I first stepped into the surgeon’s office. I still have a way to go – at least another 25kg would be ideal – although my life is already different enough that I’d be happy if this was as far as I went. The weight still seems to be coming off without too much effort, up until recently it was steady at around 1kg a week but it seems to have slowed down a little. I find myself worrying that I’m eating too much – and I may well…

Gastric Sleeve, Weeks 6-8

Yes, I know it’s been a while. I’m not sure why I haven’t written much recently, I guess things have been a bit up and down but life in general seems to be stabilising now. The major highlight of the last few weeks was finally coming off insulin after nearly ten years – which is rather a big deal, actually. Instead, I’m taking a new drug called Invokana, which makes me pee out the sugar. I’m drinking more and spending a lot of my day in the toilet but that’s preferable to the injections. My sugars are a little higher than I would like, but my doctor is happy and things should improve as the weight comes down. Speaking of doctors, the blood tests I had done last week showed a considerable improvement in just about everything from cholesterol to the risk of me being kicked to death by a random goat. As long…

Gastric Sleeve, Week 5

Week 5 was one of ups and downs, which seems to be a continuing theme. Thankfully I was able to move away from the puree diet, and start to eat things with “lumps” in it – i.e. mince! I can eat shaved ham too, which goes down well on Cruskits with light cream cheese. In the name of sanity we decided to go out for breakfast on the weekend, realising of course that I wouldn’t be able to eat much. Saturday morning breakfast has always been a “circuit breaker” for us at the end of a tough week, and it’s as much about the venue and coffee as the food. On Saturday we went to Beaufort Street Merchant, knowing that the quality of  food and coffee would be excellent. I decided to try their take on a Welsh Rarebit – it had ham, which I knew I could eat, and poached eggs which I’ve had mixed…

Week 4 Weigh-In!

It’s been four weeks since my gastric sleeve operation, and I’m happy to report that I’ve lost 13kg in that time – a total of 17kg since I started the pre-op diet. Not bad going! Further to my last post, I’ve had a bit of a realisation about my long-term diet, and I’m beginning to see where everyone is coming from. I can see my passion for cooking returning, not so much in the name of experimentation and new experiences, but so that I know what I’m putting in my mouth (and thus my small, sensitive stomach), and to make each mouthful count. I still don’t believe that I’m going to become obsessed over it, but I can already see ways to enjoy some of the food I crave without paying for it afterwards. I guess this isn’t rocket science, and is just what many people do to eat healthily, but I’m obviously a…

Shame on you, Menulog

The first time I was approached by Menulog through my food blog I was flattered – as a blogger it’s exciting when you start being recognised, and the offer of freebies is a bonus! They offered a give-away for my readers and the opportunity for a free meal in return for an article. Unfortunately I discovered that they didn’t have any restaurants that delivered to my area so I declined the offer. I didn’t think much of it when I received the email a second time; an honest mistake, no doubt. But today I was contacted a third time, with a rather amusing twist: Hi, Hope you are well. I recently emailed you to introduce myself, just in case you missed it my name is (deleted) and I work for Menulog. I previously mentioned my mission at Menulog (not sure if you have heard about this company, we sell food and a lot of different food) is to…

My Gastric Sleeve Journey, Weeks 1-3

One of the main reasons for starting this blog was to document my gastric sleeve journey, in the hope that it will be of inspiration or interest to others who may be considering, or have just been through, the procedure. That being the case, I should apologise in advance for the graphic nature of some things I may describe here (or what you may just consider to be too-much-information), although I’m not out to shock, simply to provide relevant information to those who may need it. Trust me, the unpleasant topics are the ones that matter the most. I found that online research and learning about other people’s experiences has been both informative and comforting, and it has become very clear that this journey is different for everyone, which is something I wasn’t really told beforehand. I was simply handed a few sheets of paper listing things I could and couldn’t eat during the different phases of my post-surgery diet, and was told that…

To Hell and Back

Yes, I’m still alive! Rewind three long and largely unpleasant weeks… I arrived at the hospital as scheduled at 7am on Monday morning to discover that my gastric sleeve surgery was scheduled for 10am – cue three hours of nervous waiting. After my initial registration I was sent to a waiting room where my first contact was with the anaesthetist. In my last post I mentioned how the anaesthetist at the pre-admission clinic noted that I had a “very small mouth” which I found a little offensive, but I had now idea how significant that would turn out to be. It meant that they weren’t able to insert a breathing tube down my throat, which normally happens when you are already asleep. Unfortunately, they had to insert the tube – guiding it using a fibre optic camera – up my nose and down my throat. While I was awake. I nearly made a run for it after he…