No weight loss this week. None. Nada. Thank Heavens, I had been told that my weight would plateau, because I would have thought I had done something wrong. So, I am still at 30 and I am ok. This will allow my body to process the weight loss and prepare for the next round. Well, that’s what I believe anyway. It sounds logical and that’s good enough for me.
I drove to DC this weekend. Why is that significant on this journey of mine. If not for the surgery, more than likely, I would not have made the trip. My back would have been able to tolerate one hour increments of driving, meaning I would have to stop four times on this four hour journey. At each stop, I would have had to peel myself out the car, then pull my spine up, which would still have left me bent and in pain. On this trip, I made one pit stop each way, with no issues getting out the car or standing.
The past problem with driving would not just be my back talking to me, it had been actual advice from my previous physical therapist, chiropractor and sister Bev, the physical therapist extraordinaire, who resides in Jamaica. 12 sessions each of Physical Therapy and Chiropractic Services had not helped so I had given up on them. Bev started. treating me virtually, however, she was doing exercises with me. When I questioned her, she said I needed to lose the weight. She was the only one who told me my weight had something to do with my back pain. By this time, however, I had already made up my mind to have surgery, which Bev opposed. With my weight loss and already better quality of life, I think she has come around.
I am blessed to have a great medical team at White Plains Hospital Bariatric Group. I am also blessed to have a team who have had bariatric surgery. I have been able to call on them, pre and post surgery. It is my hope to share their stories in future postings, along with before and after photos, of course with their permission.
White Plains Hospital Bariatric team, Dr Philip Weber and Coordinator Sandi Gallo
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