Tuesday, March 22, 2016

I have an appointment

(Warning - this post contains talk of Boobs - if you have a problem with that, move on.)

I have an Appointment. 

I.  HAVE.  AN APPOINTMENT!!!

I kept telling myself, that I wouldn't even worry about a Breast Reduction Surgery until I was done nursing my last child.  I had heard too many stories about big breasted women having trouble nursing.  I made that choice back in my twenties when doctors and therapists started hinting at the fact that a significant portion of my back pain may be caused by my top heaviness.

I finished nursing in September.

So in October, I called the Doctor, and asked what I needed to do.  They gave me a list of things, people I had to contact etc.  I filled it all out.  Then in November, they called me asked for my doctor to send paperwork.  I called to act as middle man and find out what was the holdup.  I had hoped to do it over Thanksgiving or Christmas break.   But then Dr. Cooper's office said they had no record of me having back pain.  I lost my mind.  I fell into a deep depression.  It was mostly led by the fear that I'd have to start all kinds of painful testing and therapy, drugs, and awfullness all over again to prove to the insurance company that I needed this surgery.   I asked for a copy of my record.   Apparently it's all online, and they just print it off, there's no original doctors notes.  And sadly, every time I asked Dr. Cooper, or my Therapists to 'write that down' when I was in for drugs or spasms about the boobs, they didn't write it down.  Many trees were killed in this search for no information.
I was so sad.  Eric and I discussed it, and we decided to just wait until this year and start it over from scratch, then hopefully, we can cap out the insurance, before the surgery.  
But then in January, my back and neck started acting up again, and had been going to the Chiro.  He asked me last month, whatever happened with that boob job thing?  (in as delicate a manner as possible) I burst into tears.  



But then today, empowered by the boys good behavior while they played video games and watched TV, I traded in my bath time for a call to the Plastic Surgeon's Insurance gal.  We'd been playing phone tag since January.   She wanted the last 6 mos -1 year records from the Chiro.   She had the referral from our family doc, so that was at least something, even though all the years' worth of trouble were gone.   During our conversation, I burst into tears again, crying, "I know if you just Saw me, met me, you'd agree that I need this!"  

So she decided that after my most recent back pain bout, and my chiropractor's promise to not just write a note, but to send the whole chart, she informed me I could come in for a consultation.  

As it just so happened, in the previous hour, before our talk, she'd had a Cancellation, for an appointment on May 2nd at 4 pm.  Otherwise she was scheduling for July.   SOLD, May 2nd it is!

I have an appointment.  I'm getting my boob job.  The day after my birthday, I get a consultation with the doc who is supposed to be the best in town.  Happy Birthday to me!

Saturday, March 12, 2016

My Sweaty self

I don't normally shout this sort of thing from the rooftops, but I'm a bit proud of myself today.  I hopped on the scale this morning, and was down another couple pounds.   I even got on the Wii Fit this morning, and played around for a half an hour, worked up a nice sweat.  I hadn't done the thing in years, but as part of my goals, I'm trying to move my body once a day.  So a couple weekends ago, I broke out the Wii Fit.  It called me names, like saying "Oh. You're Obese."  Well, yeah, that's why I'm trying move my big butt!  The kids thought this was Wonderful, wanting to join me in exercising.  Heck yeah baby!


So, this morning, I hopped on the scale, and exercised on the Wii Fit with the kids laughing and cheering for me along the way.  Something the Wii told me, my BMI was down, and that I met the goal I'd set last month.  Hooray.  But who takes a wii seriously.  Not me.  But then when I was done, I kind of began to take it a bit seriously, I started plugging and chugging, and I realized my BMI was below 40.   YES!  That means I'm no longer morbidly or severely obese, just regular obese.   Now in celebrating this online, I realize that I have to admit that was severely obese, and putting it out there may be embarrassing, but to the 4 of you that read this blog, you are the ones that would celebrate this milestone with me.  So what the hey - Hip Hip Hooray!  
So far this year, I'm down 17 1/2 pounds!  And my new BMI is 39.9!
This is a pretty awesome, since I ate out this week, ate chocolate, and went and had dinner with the Fam last night.  Though I have been drinking my lunch more often, and I think that's what is really making a difference.  My favorite lunch is a Chocolate Pure Protein Complete shake with milk, frozen banana, and a handful of fresh spinach.  If I know I'm going to be exercising in the evening.   I'll eat a solid lunch, and drink dinner.  And it really is making a difference.

I am enjoying seeing these differences.  I like feeling healthier, being able to rassle around with the kids, play with them a bit more.  I look forward to this spring, and actually being able to play outside with them.  After being unhealthy for so long, let me just say, being healthy rocks!