107 days...

107 days. That is how many days it has taken since surgery to reach one-derland!

After a frustrating 5 week long stall, the scale finally started moving again about 6 days ago and I rapidly lost the 7lbs holding me back from my first major weight target; to get out of the 200-range forever! One (hundred), a number I haven’t seen in so long I can’t even remember.

But I do remember the weight gain; 165, 170, 185, 192, 198, 201… 244.

Telling myself with each pound that it had to stop, I had to stop. I could blame the fertility hormones for a lot of the fluctuations, but I could only hold myself accountable for the rest. But truth be told, it was easier not to.

Until now!

With every pound I shed, the shame of who I had let myself become vanishes along with it. With every inch I lose, I gain a newfound respect for myself.

Because of the extra long stall, I was able to do some blood tests earlier than scheduled. I expected the worst because I hadn’t been feeling too well, but the results showed me how much healthier I have become in such a short about of time! And, not confirmed by my endocrinologist just yet but, I seem to have reversed my diabetes already. My numbers are excellent according to the doctor and nurse who have reviewed my charts to date. My family doctor will see the results this week and I am hoping he can confirm my suspicions before I see endocrinology in August. Even if it is not considered reversed just yet, my levels have been completely under control and that hasn’t happened since I began testing over a decade ago!

The only regret I have ever had in getting the gastric sleeve was that I didn’t do it sooner. It has been a life changer.