I haven’t written in this blog in months. The last time I writing (the end of March), I had to stop to take my mom to the hospital. She was having some jaw pain and as it turns out, it was a heart attack. She’s since had two more. So three heart attacks in about six weeks.
This went down while my grandma was in and out of the hospital/nursing home with heart failure, I was house-sitting out of town, having boy drama, oh and –
I truly don’t remember what I put in the last blog about my condition lately. I was seeing doctors and getting tests when I wasn’t sitting with my mom or grandma. The mass in my lung seems to have gone away. The ones in my liver hadn’t grown since they were first found in December or January. They don’t *think* it’s cancer, but I’ll get all new tests later this year to check for progress. (The doctor currently thinks the liver masses were caused by birth control, but I haven’t been on any for over a year, so that seems odd to me.) My blood pressure is lower than it used to be, but not officially TOO low. Next up is testing my heart rate – doing one of those treadmill tests and getting another 24 hour heart monitor. I also have to get new labs for my six month surgical follow-up.
I’m really interested to see what’s wrong. I get faint with minimal effort, get incredibly winded with the slightest incline, still can’t hydrate, get this wicked pain where I assume my left kidney lives, and one of my newer things is that I get REALLY sleepy when I eat. It’s usually more with sweets or if I eat more than a few bites of something.
I did find a meal that seems to not anger my body in one way or another yet also tastes good. It’s one slice of toasted Thin Sliced Good Seed bread by Dave’s Killer Bread, half a small avocado, half a roma tomato, and some egg whites (I started using whole eggs, but am liking the whites better – somehow same amount of protein!). So tasty. Sometimes I can put away the whole thing, but lately I can only do a few bites. I just cook it all up, eat what I can, and then later reheat it in the microwave with a little cup of water on the side to keep the eggs from getting rubbery.
I am most definitely still not getting enough protein. At all. Ever. I have not once reached my protein intake daily goal since having my surgery six months ago. My hair comes out in clumps. I powered through HARD getting it to grow almost to my ass, but now I look like I have some sort of tropical disease from all the loss.
Are you following me on Instagram? That’s where I’m doing the bulk of my posting now. I post the occasional before/during picture or what I’m eating (since there aren’t a heck of a lot of plant-based post-ops out there) or sometimes something from a workout. I’m slightly obsessed with looking at #putaneggonit. I follow a lot of cool people on there that have either had weight loss surgery or are on a plant-based diet, I’ve gotten a lot of good meal ideas and info from people on there! And a lot of unnecessary pictures…
Also, I finally forced myself to go shopping. My “tight” jeans were having to be kept on with a belt and then folded over. I was pretty okay with just walking around in sweats all the time, but the male in my life was coming home for a few days from school so I tried to be a girl and go shopping. I hit a Lane Bryant Outlet, told them I had no idea what size I am or what looks good, and they set me up. They got me into jeans that were ten sizes smaller than the workout pants I walked in with. I felt like a damn sausage in them, but have only gotten compliments. (I’ve since tried to get over myself in shopped at a Goodwill and bought a pair of jeans two sizes bigger for comfort) I find myself looking in the mirror way more often in my new clothes and giggling, because suddenly I can see a loss. It’s kinda cool.
I promise I really am going to try to update more, but for sure go follow me on Instagram, as that’s where I am most active. Thanks for reading!