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I have finally hit my goal weight!!!! I'm super excited! I've been in a stall for about a month now and only losing 10 pounds in the last 90 days....just slowly losing and gaining a pound back to relose it.  To say it hasn't been frustrating would be a lie. But to get up this morning and see that 150 on the scale was wonderful...I did it all the super elated dance plus the make a muscle and basically say I'm shera and I did it LOLOL (inside joke).  Now I'm hoping I can stay away from the scale daily (addicted to it) and to focus more just on getting a few places toned up and I will be wonderful! 

I know I was going to try and do this at 4 weeks out but life gets in the way at times.  I hopped on the scale this morning at it read 202!!!  I was so super excited just knowing within a short time I will be under 200 and will never be this heavy again.  Since I'm going to do my 5 weeks out pics tonight I decided to look at my pics from the night before my surgery.  I wanted to cry for myself I was so miserable in my own body and you could see it all over my face.  I hated taking those pics but I knew I needed to.  I actually did cry for myself back then but I know I will never ever ever be like that again!!!  I had just been talking to my husband the other day telling him that I knew I had lost weight but I didn't feel like I was much smaller but looking at those pictures I can really see the changes in my body, they aren't major but I can see them.  I'll try to come back later and read this over since I'm typing without my glasses on and it's a bit blurry.  

Ok well I had gotten down to 206.8 and thought I was doing great.  Then a couple days later I weigh and I had gained a little over a pound!  I was freaking out to say the least.  I talked to my hubby who has had the same surgery btw and he said well maybe you just haven't been active enough and that truly made sense to me since he had a death in the family and I wasn't able to stay home and do the things I normally would do. Plus having to eat out when we weren't able to eat at home had me thinking as well.  So after wards I get back into my routine plus getting on here and reading and find out about the dreaded 3 week stall!  I'm thinking well heck yeah that's what's going on and why the hell didn't my Dr or Nut say something since it seems to be so freakin common.  Well needless to say the last few days I've been seeing roughly a 0.4 to 0.6 pound loss per day.  I was so super excited last night and even more so this morning to see that not only have I lost all of the gain but even an extra 0.6 of a pound so I'm back on track.....so freakin sweet in my book!  I was truly worried I was doing something wrong and that maybe I had made a mistake even having the surgery in the first place but now I see that it was just simply a minor bump in the road on a very long journey.

I had my surgery 2 weeks ago today on Feb 28.  I'm still sore and I've already lost quite a bit of weight since they turned in the claim to the insurance company due to the 10 days of liquid before surgery and now 2 weeks of clear liquids after.  As of a couple of days ago I've lost 32 pounds!!!!
 I've never in my life wanted something different to "eat".  My husband has been really trying to be supportive and eat soups and things in front of me up until a few days ago but he would crackers in his soup and I swear I can smell them and I have never in my life wanted to eat a freakin cracker so bad in my entire life!  One day I found myself standing in the kitchen dreading juice or broth and there lays the package of crackers....well I couldn't help myself I knew I couldn't eat any but I sure the heck could lick one just to have some texture and something different and I did.  I've done that when things get bad to were I'm starving and really not wanting clear liquids.  
Tonight I had my first blended soup and I don't think I've anything as good in my whole life. I sat there and savored every little bit of my ramiken (sp?) of blended progresso soup.  It's the most I've eaten since I had my surgery and I felt full well not full but very satisfied.  I've been so terrified up to this point of getting sick that i've only taken a few sips at a time and I know I haven't been drinking as much as I'm supposed to.  At one point I used the timer on my phone to remind me to drink but after a while I got tired of hearing it plus my husband did too so I stopped and just try and drink as often as possible.  I know I'll be so sick of the regular liquids soon enough but for now I'm going to savor every little bite.  But I'll deal with that as it comes since I have until April 10th to eat them.  I'm going to try and keep this writing up since I think it will really help me a lot.