3 Months Out and Feeling Damn Lucky

chocolate-birthday-cakeToday (the 8th) is my three month anniversary… and by luck of the calendar is the 13 week mark as well. I am right at.. or maybe even just under 250 pounds… which means nearly 130 pounds lost.

In some ways it feels like it’s been… ages. I barely remember being in the hospital. The weeks of liquid diet, pureed foods, they are distant memories.

Instead, I’ve been having fun with some cooking this week, I’m looking forward to yet some more paintball this coming weekend. Of course I’m always working on getting more exercis, and other than a couple rather minor dumping episodes, and some general funkyness the other week, overall I’m feeling great. Even more so, I’m feeling pretty damn lucky.

There’s this woman in my support group… I talked with her for a few minutes last night. She’s got a different sort of anniversary this week, one she’s not celebrating very much.  1 month from surgery… and she’s still in the hospital.

She has been through the wringer, and then some.

She called me as she was waiting for them to come get her for yet another MRI. She’s been having problems from day one… first a UTI, and problems swallowing, even water. Eventually they found some leaks, but not before giving her a massive heart attack because when they went to do a catscan, they gave her some junk that her charts clearly said she was allergic too.

Then the pneumonia hit.

I’ve tried texting her a few times this last week. Found out why she didn’t get back to me till last night. She was in a coma for three days and she nearly died on the operating table last week… she’s had 4-5 other operations the last couple weeks, and I guess during one her heart became enlarged or something to the point they stopped the surgery and closed her up then and there to “save” the heart… and then went back the next day to finish what they started. I think that’s part of what led to the coma… she said something about how it’s from all the anaesthesia.

Now they’re talking bout inducing one to help her with the pain because she has pneumonia in both lungs, and both have collapsed at some point over the last few days.

And I have no idea what to say to her. Early on, she was talking about how she regretted having the surgery. I would try to encourage her, telling her how after she got through this, she’d look back at this and be happy cause of how much she’ll have progressed in her weight loss.

But what do you say to someone who’s been in a coma, had a heart attack, both lungs collapse… and basically nearly died at least a couple times in the last three weeks?

I mean really? What do you say?

She mentioned how she’s taking a different view on things/life. I tried to relate that to her how I too have been looking at things differently… and realize that had I not done this, I’d very likely been dead inside of 10 years. But is that helpful to someone who almost died last week? Or is it like bragging?

I dunno… I think our talk helped her, I hope it did. I don’t know her that well, she was only at one of our group meetings before her surgery. To top it off she’s new in town and has pretty much no friends, and just one family member really in the area. I’ve visited once, and will try to do so again… and this will sound selfish, but I’m not sure I know what to say any more. I can listen, but… just sitting there and nodding…? I dunno…

My thoughts are with her…. and I know she is the very rare case here…. I just keep hoping she gets over this “hump” and in a few more months will be feeling as lucky as I do now.

If you’re reading this, and you’re considering WLS, don’t let this deter you. This kind of thing is so friggen rare… it’s off the charts. But yea… I’ll be honest, this is MAJOR surgery, and there are risks. Risks tht include all of the above she’s going through and including dying.

It would be foolish not to acknowledge that, but I’m not sure you need to dwell on it. Would I have really died in the next ten years if I didn’t do this? I don’t know. I couldn’t tell you that with any more certainty than I could tell you I wouldn’t have died having the surgery or from complications after. But I think my odds were better with having it.

And just three months later, I can look back and KNOW that I made the right decision to have that surgery… and I’m ever so hopeful that three more months from now, she will be able to look back and say the same.

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I had RNY Gastric Bypass on April 8, 2009. I went from my heaviest of over 380 down to a low of 188 (for about a day!) before working on rebuilding muscle and such. Now I maintain at about 205. WLS has changed my life in so many ways, including my career as I now tackle nutritional coaching and other obesity education issues.