- Two eggs
- Sugar free gelatin parfait
- Deviled egg with extra mayo & a cinnamon flax muffin with lots of butter
The surgery itself took less than half an hour, which is awesome. They got right in there and took out my plate and screws out of my femur.
My surgery was at 9am and I was home by 1pm (I think). I'm able to balance myself out by placing just a little weight on my ouchie leg and using a walker. I was able to get up the steps by just putting my weight on my walker and hopping backward on my good leg, which was awesome.
The hardware removal took place on Monday and today, I'm really feeling better. I've been sooo tired today and I've been mostly just sleeping and working (web work), but the pain is really getting to be less intense, which is a huge relief!! I think that I slept for about thirteen hours, which is very unlike me. Must be my body healing and that new bone growth shooting in!
Showing posts with label open wedge osteotomy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label open wedge osteotomy. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Low carb menu & hardware removal
- Two eggs
- Jello
- Deviled egg
- Cinnamon flax muffin
- Chicken salad with lettuce
Went to my surgeon yesterday and I'm getting my plate & screws out of my femur on April 7th. Scary yet ready for it.
- Jello
- Deviled egg
- Cinnamon flax muffin
- Chicken salad with lettuce
Went to my surgeon yesterday and I'm getting my plate & screws out of my femur on April 7th. Scary yet ready for it.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Good news from Surgeon
Now, before he operated on me at all, when my knee was still deformed, he speculated that he would have to operate on the top of my knee (which he did) and the bottom also. However, the surgery was so successful that he is satisfied with the results and does not think additional surgery is required at this point.
"If I were to do surgery at this point," he explained, "I feel like I would be doing it for the x-ray and not the patient."
Awesome, right?
Here is a picture of me and my fiancee, who stood by me through the entire thing, even the months when I was non-weight-bearing and stuck in a wheelchair. This is us on the fourth floor parking ramp of the hospital. Ang, I never could have made it through without you!
Valentines Day Eats:
- Four eggs
- Burger with lettuce
- Smoked cheddar cheese (Valentine gift was more than 2 lbs of this stuff... It's from Australia and it was aged for nine months!!)
- Four eggs with sausage
What I ate on February 13th:
- Four eggs
- Low carb goodies from Old Country Buffet
- Four eggs
Friday, August 17, 2012
One year post-op open-wedge osteotomy of the femur
All in all, my one-year post-op knee surgery appointment went well.
They measured the angles on my knees and they are the exact same! This is a huge win. Also, my bone is completely healed, which is amazing. The x-ray showed nice, solid bone and it looks really awesome. My surgeon is happy with my weight loss and the fact that I quit smoking. He called me one of his "success stories," which I was tickled about. I really respect this surgeon and so his word means a lot to me.
Really the only down-side is that I do have some pain still from the hardware. I have a steel plate in my knee along with some long screws. Most of the pain comes from the plate. He said that most people do not get the hardware removed, but some do, especially if it's causing pain. Taking it out would involve new bone growing in where the hardware once was.
Now, the idea of them removing the hardware is not something I want to go through and I'm doing everything I can to avoid it. I've been on the recumbent bike (13 mins a day for two days now). I'm starting off slow and steady so that it's something that I can build on and really build up the strength in my knee. My surgeon told me that the more that I build up the muscle in my leg, the more it will ease my pain.
I'm really banking on not having another surgery... (Well, I know eventually I will, but I want to avoid this hardware-removal if I can). The recovery would involve months of partial-weight-bearing and that just is something I want to avoid completely if I can.
The anti-depressant / anti-anxiety that I take (Viibryd) basically forbids me from taking any kind of NSAID or Tramadol. That leaves the oxycodone, which is what I've been taking. He wants me off of that eventually, which is the main reason for him suggesting removing the hardware... so that I'm not in the kind of pain where I have to take it. He is glad that I'm only taking about 15 mg per day, down from about 60, but we both want to get to the point where I don't need it anymore. Extra-strength Tylenol is about the only thing I'm left with, so I'm doing my best to build up my muscles to lessen the pain.
I've been staying low-carb.... but I wanted to give you guys an update!
Thanks for reading and thanks to Oct and Judith for checking in on me!
~angieloo
They measured the angles on my knees and they are the exact same! This is a huge win. Also, my bone is completely healed, which is amazing. The x-ray showed nice, solid bone and it looks really awesome. My surgeon is happy with my weight loss and the fact that I quit smoking. He called me one of his "success stories," which I was tickled about. I really respect this surgeon and so his word means a lot to me.
Really the only down-side is that I do have some pain still from the hardware. I have a steel plate in my knee along with some long screws. Most of the pain comes from the plate. He said that most people do not get the hardware removed, but some do, especially if it's causing pain. Taking it out would involve new bone growing in where the hardware once was.
Now, the idea of them removing the hardware is not something I want to go through and I'm doing everything I can to avoid it. I've been on the recumbent bike (13 mins a day for two days now). I'm starting off slow and steady so that it's something that I can build on and really build up the strength in my knee. My surgeon told me that the more that I build up the muscle in my leg, the more it will ease my pain.
I'm really banking on not having another surgery... (Well, I know eventually I will, but I want to avoid this hardware-removal if I can). The recovery would involve months of partial-weight-bearing and that just is something I want to avoid completely if I can.
The anti-depressant / anti-anxiety that I take (Viibryd) basically forbids me from taking any kind of NSAID or Tramadol. That leaves the oxycodone, which is what I've been taking. He wants me off of that eventually, which is the main reason for him suggesting removing the hardware... so that I'm not in the kind of pain where I have to take it. He is glad that I'm only taking about 15 mg per day, down from about 60, but we both want to get to the point where I don't need it anymore. Extra-strength Tylenol is about the only thing I'm left with, so I'm doing my best to build up my muscles to lessen the pain.
I've been staying low-carb.... but I wanted to give you guys an update!
Thanks for reading and thanks to Oct and Judith for checking in on me!
~angieloo
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Went for a walk
I went on a walk... No cane! It was just under 30 mins and it felt sooo great. The weather was beautiful and I had both dogs by my side. I stayed close by the house, just in case I had knee pain. I'm too thrilled about my knee surgery. Just over six months out and finally, I'm up and about without my cane.
It's the little things that make this life so enjoyable.
It's the little things that make this life so enjoyable.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Low carb menu, taking charge of my health
- Two sausage patties
- Two tuna patties with low carb ketchup and mayo
- Two more tuna patties with ketchup and mayo
Dermatology update: They took a mole off Friday and I'm waiting on the results. I went for YEARS with going to the doctor barely once a year, for my physical and such. This was mandatory to get the birth control that I was on. I was on an oral birth control (which started off to regulate my cycle) for over a decade, closer to fifteen years.
My chiropractor told me that birth control tricks the body into thinking it's already pregnant. I must admit, when I came off of it, I did notice a huge decrease in my appetite. I went off the pill (to the shot) and it was HORRIFIC at best. It was a big whirlwind inside Planned Parenthood. My blood pressure was at Stage III hypertension due to smoking and being morbidly obese, and they informed me that I should not be on the pill at all if I'm susceptible to migraines. The next thing I knew, the receptionist was giving me a shot in my arm almost without warning and I was handed a stack of stapled-papers on "the shot." I came home and read all kinds of horror stories about the Depo shot. After that, I was not in a relationship anyway and then now I'm with my girlfriend, so thankfully, birth control needs are not at the top of my list.
To get on with it, I'm taking better care of myself these days. I'm worth a trip to a pricey-specialist, even if we have to cut back on the expensive stuff for a while. So now, when I have a mole that I don't like the looks of or that looks like it's asymmetrical and evolving, I get that thing hacked off and biopsied! They said that due to my family history of skin cancer and the fact that I have lots of moles (aka beauty marks), I should get a once-over yearly anyway.
It seems that losing weight has all been under the greater umbrella of, "I'm demanding health because I deserve to be happy and healthy." I think it all comes down to loving myself enough to take good care of myself, which sounds so cheesy but it's true.
This has included finally seeking out a surgeon I can trust to fix my messed up knee, going to the dermatologist and on and on. Within the next month, I am going to schedule an appointment with a new doctor in the area for my yearly physical. I was not impressed with my last primary care physician at all and she did not seem to hear or understand my needs. That seemed good enough for me at the time because I do not think that I was even addressing my own health needs. When I went to her for pain management before my surgery, she ended the visit with asking me if I hurt my knee. I wanted to cry. DID I HURT MY KNEE? Ummm, I just told you that it has been the wrong angle since I was twelve years old due to a surgery-gone-wrong and now you are acting like I just fell off my bike or something?? I haven't been back to her since. Not only was there a language barrier between me and my then-doc, but she just didn't seem to care. Her mind seemed a million miles away most days.
Even though I visited the chiro earlier this month, I'm headed back today. The girlfriend gave me a really good massage last night, which made the foot of my bad knee tingle and pulsate. My surgeon speculated that the numbness in my foot was probably due to a mal-alignment of my spine, due to the fact that my left leg is a little shorter than my right foot. This theory is probably true because when she was giving me a massage, it was almost like the blood just started flowing properly down my leg into the foot! I have also noticed slight color difference in my legs, my surgical one being red and splotchy, which my doc assures me is "from the surgery."
I still can't believe that I am always in and out of the doc, but it feels good when I get a clean bill of health and it's nice to not dread it so much anymore. I really think that the part I hated the most was getting on the scale, which seems crazy now that I look back on it.
A few days ago, I mentioned that I was over twenty pounds overweight, which seemed to shock my mom.
"You are not overweight," she was horrified. I corrected her and told her that according to the charts, I am, in fact, overweight. I was wondering why she would even question this, but I was in a size women's medium sweater which fits very nicely. Maybe I don't look as big as I think I still do. I have heard of other bloggers saying the same thing about other people's comments shocking them.
- Two tuna patties with low carb ketchup and mayo
- Two more tuna patties with ketchup and mayo
Dermatology update: They took a mole off Friday and I'm waiting on the results. I went for YEARS with going to the doctor barely once a year, for my physical and such. This was mandatory to get the birth control that I was on. I was on an oral birth control (which started off to regulate my cycle) for over a decade, closer to fifteen years.
My chiropractor told me that birth control tricks the body into thinking it's already pregnant. I must admit, when I came off of it, I did notice a huge decrease in my appetite. I went off the pill (to the shot) and it was HORRIFIC at best. It was a big whirlwind inside Planned Parenthood. My blood pressure was at Stage III hypertension due to smoking and being morbidly obese, and they informed me that I should not be on the pill at all if I'm susceptible to migraines. The next thing I knew, the receptionist was giving me a shot in my arm almost without warning and I was handed a stack of stapled-papers on "the shot." I came home and read all kinds of horror stories about the Depo shot. After that, I was not in a relationship anyway and then now I'm with my girlfriend, so thankfully, birth control needs are not at the top of my list.
To get on with it, I'm taking better care of myself these days. I'm worth a trip to a pricey-specialist, even if we have to cut back on the expensive stuff for a while. So now, when I have a mole that I don't like the looks of or that looks like it's asymmetrical and evolving, I get that thing hacked off and biopsied! They said that due to my family history of skin cancer and the fact that I have lots of moles (aka beauty marks), I should get a once-over yearly anyway.
It seems that losing weight has all been under the greater umbrella of, "I'm demanding health because I deserve to be happy and healthy." I think it all comes down to loving myself enough to take good care of myself, which sounds so cheesy but it's true.
This has included finally seeking out a surgeon I can trust to fix my messed up knee, going to the dermatologist and on and on. Within the next month, I am going to schedule an appointment with a new doctor in the area for my yearly physical. I was not impressed with my last primary care physician at all and she did not seem to hear or understand my needs. That seemed good enough for me at the time because I do not think that I was even addressing my own health needs. When I went to her for pain management before my surgery, she ended the visit with asking me if I hurt my knee. I wanted to cry. DID I HURT MY KNEE? Ummm, I just told you that it has been the wrong angle since I was twelve years old due to a surgery-gone-wrong and now you are acting like I just fell off my bike or something?? I haven't been back to her since. Not only was there a language barrier between me and my then-doc, but she just didn't seem to care. Her mind seemed a million miles away most days.
Even though I visited the chiro earlier this month, I'm headed back today. The girlfriend gave me a really good massage last night, which made the foot of my bad knee tingle and pulsate. My surgeon speculated that the numbness in my foot was probably due to a mal-alignment of my spine, due to the fact that my left leg is a little shorter than my right foot. This theory is probably true because when she was giving me a massage, it was almost like the blood just started flowing properly down my leg into the foot! I have also noticed slight color difference in my legs, my surgical one being red and splotchy, which my doc assures me is "from the surgery."
I still can't believe that I am always in and out of the doc, but it feels good when I get a clean bill of health and it's nice to not dread it so much anymore. I really think that the part I hated the most was getting on the scale, which seems crazy now that I look back on it.
A few days ago, I mentioned that I was over twenty pounds overweight, which seemed to shock my mom.
"You are not overweight," she was horrified. I corrected her and told her that according to the charts, I am, in fact, overweight. I was wondering why she would even question this, but I was in a size women's medium sweater which fits very nicely. Maybe I don't look as big as I think I still do. I have heard of other bloggers saying the same thing about other people's comments shocking them.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Best.news.ever!
Good news! My surgeon examined my hip-to-toe x-rays and said that I don't need surgery, at least not that he could justify doing! I'm over-the-moon THRILLED.
He is doing more x-rays again in six months and if the arthritis sets in again (or the angle starts going wrong again), then he may consider it again in the next few years. He is going to keep his eye on me...
But for now, it's celebration time, baby!
Thanks for the good thoughts and being so supportive through all of the updates about my knee!
I told him how grateful I am for his work on my knee and he said that what he is most impressed by are the lifestyle changes I've made... (quitting smoking and losing weight). I said I'm a whole new woman.
"Yeah, but I thought the old one was pretty good, too," he replied.
If you need a reconstructive knee surgery in Kalamazoo, MI, go with Doctor Bernard Roehr!
He is doing more x-rays again in six months and if the arthritis sets in again (or the angle starts going wrong again), then he may consider it again in the next few years. He is going to keep his eye on me...
But for now, it's celebration time, baby!
Thanks for the good thoughts and being so supportive through all of the updates about my knee!
I told him how grateful I am for his work on my knee and he said that what he is most impressed by are the lifestyle changes I've made... (quitting smoking and losing weight). I said I'm a whole new woman.
"Yeah, but I thought the old one was pretty good, too," he replied.
If you need a reconstructive knee surgery in Kalamazoo, MI, go with Doctor Bernard Roehr!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Low carb menu, scary movie and x-rays
- Unpotato salad
- Pork bbq with home made low carb bbq sauce
- Cheese omelet
- Shepherd's pie
- Low carb brownie with peanut butter frosting
- Beef stick (two carbs)
- BBQ pork rinds
We went and saw The Woman in Black last night. It was pretty scary and pretty good. Angie is such a Harry Potter buff, so we just had to go see it to see what Daniel Radcliffe is up to these days. We were referring to him as Harry throughout the movie. He will always be Harry to us. I had to use the bathroom during the movie and I made Angie go with me. I stayed on plan and smuggled in some low carb munchies for me to enjoy during the movie.
I'm going in for a hip-to-toe x-ray today if anybody at Radiology answers the phone. There is a specific technician that my surgeon insists on me seeing and she was out of town all week. Today is Monday and my appointment with him is on Wednesday, so I really have to get in today to see her. Her colleague told me she should be in today and tomorrow, so I'm hopeful. My surgeon will hold up a straight ruler or something like that from my middle of my hip aiming downward, seeing where my leg now falls to see if it was successful enough to not require more work or not. Before this last surgery, my leg did not even fall in the range of the ruler at all. It was way off to the left!
I'm really banking on the fact that my knee will be so well-aligned now that I will not require a second surgery. If I do need another surgery, this one will be pretty much the same, but slightly less-severe, due to the fact that it will be on my tibia this time. The tibia is smaller than the femur, so I'm guessing the healing time would be faster. Same basic process, though... Remove a wedge of bone from my hip, saw my leg bone in half, insert the hip bone from my hip into the leg to make it more aligned, holding it there with nuts and bolts and a plate... Aka open-wedge osteotomy. Let's all send out good thoughts to the universe that I will not require this second surgery, but if I do, at least I know I'm in the best hands ever. I think my surgeon who performed the surgery is top-notch and I trust him more than any doc I've ever come across. I see him on Wednesday, so I'm excited/nervous/anxious about that. Where is the valium when I need it?
- Pork bbq with home made low carb bbq sauce
- Cheese omelet
- Shepherd's pie
- Low carb brownie with peanut butter frosting
- Beef stick (two carbs)
- BBQ pork rinds
We went and saw The Woman in Black last night. It was pretty scary and pretty good. Angie is such a Harry Potter buff, so we just had to go see it to see what Daniel Radcliffe is up to these days. We were referring to him as Harry throughout the movie. He will always be Harry to us. I had to use the bathroom during the movie and I made Angie go with me. I stayed on plan and smuggled in some low carb munchies for me to enjoy during the movie.
I'm going in for a hip-to-toe x-ray today if anybody at Radiology answers the phone. There is a specific technician that my surgeon insists on me seeing and she was out of town all week. Today is Monday and my appointment with him is on Wednesday, so I really have to get in today to see her. Her colleague told me she should be in today and tomorrow, so I'm hopeful. My surgeon will hold up a straight ruler or something like that from my middle of my hip aiming downward, seeing where my leg now falls to see if it was successful enough to not require more work or not. Before this last surgery, my leg did not even fall in the range of the ruler at all. It was way off to the left!
I'm really banking on the fact that my knee will be so well-aligned now that I will not require a second surgery. If I do need another surgery, this one will be pretty much the same, but slightly less-severe, due to the fact that it will be on my tibia this time. The tibia is smaller than the femur, so I'm guessing the healing time would be faster. Same basic process, though... Remove a wedge of bone from my hip, saw my leg bone in half, insert the hip bone from my hip into the leg to make it more aligned, holding it there with nuts and bolts and a plate... Aka open-wedge osteotomy. Let's all send out good thoughts to the universe that I will not require this second surgery, but if I do, at least I know I'm in the best hands ever. I think my surgeon who performed the surgery is top-notch and I trust him more than any doc I've ever come across. I see him on Wednesday, so I'm excited/nervous/anxious about that. Where is the valium when I need it?
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Low carb menu
- Four chicken strips breaded with parm dipped in low carb honey mustard
- Two tuna patties with cheese on an oopsie roll with lettuce, tomato, mayo and low carb ketchup
- Ham/broccoli/red pepper/cauliflower cheesy casserole
- Low carb lemon pound cake with low carb lemon frosting (new recipe to come!)
- Two pieces of low carb pizza with sausage, ham, pepperoni, and red peppers
I forgot to mention, last week my nurse told me that it's too early to be doing much exercise on my knee and that I really need to wait for it to be fully healed. Therefore, my relationship with Jillian Michaels has been put on a temporary hold for now. I was bummed, but it's understandable since I'm still in pain with my knee. I'm sure some pain will always be there, but this was pretty excruciating.
I celebrated my 5 month anniversary of my open wedge osteotomy and also SMOKE FREE for five months, so that is pretty amazing. My chiropractor is amazed not only at my weight loss, but how straight my legs are now. It's like I'm in a whole new body! She loves how I lost the weight, too, and she is completely grain-free herself and has dropped fifty pounds. I go in for x-rays soon and then February 15th is my big appointment to determine if I need a second surgery. Wish me luck! This one has just been so successful, but also a huge pain in the ass being non-weight bearing on my knee for months on end, so either way is good news in my book.
If I do need the surgery, I will probably end up with even better, more-even legs. We will see what the doc says.
Last time I left his office on December 1, I was horrified because I wasn't walking on my cane yet, but now I'm up and around and walking around without my cane half the time. It's amazing at how straight my knees look! I found a picture from 7th grade, and I even had one crooked leg in that photo due to the surgery-gone-wrong the year before. When you have one crooked (and therefore too short) leg, it really takes a toll on your spine and such, so my chiro can't be more excited that I'm so much better.
She is largely against "medical doctors," but she has deemed this sugery as very succesful and necessary for an issue like mine. She is thrilled that I have lost about 110 lbs and am SO CLOSE to "normal weight," too. But nobody is as happy as I am.
- Two tuna patties with cheese on an oopsie roll with lettuce, tomato, mayo and low carb ketchup
- Ham/broccoli/red pepper/cauliflower cheesy casserole
- Low carb lemon pound cake with low carb lemon frosting (new recipe to come!)
- Two pieces of low carb pizza with sausage, ham, pepperoni, and red peppers
I forgot to mention, last week my nurse told me that it's too early to be doing much exercise on my knee and that I really need to wait for it to be fully healed. Therefore, my relationship with Jillian Michaels has been put on a temporary hold for now. I was bummed, but it's understandable since I'm still in pain with my knee. I'm sure some pain will always be there, but this was pretty excruciating.
I celebrated my 5 month anniversary of my open wedge osteotomy and also SMOKE FREE for five months, so that is pretty amazing. My chiropractor is amazed not only at my weight loss, but how straight my legs are now. It's like I'm in a whole new body! She loves how I lost the weight, too, and she is completely grain-free herself and has dropped fifty pounds. I go in for x-rays soon and then February 15th is my big appointment to determine if I need a second surgery. Wish me luck! This one has just been so successful, but also a huge pain in the ass being non-weight bearing on my knee for months on end, so either way is good news in my book.
If I do need the surgery, I will probably end up with even better, more-even legs. We will see what the doc says.
Last time I left his office on December 1, I was horrified because I wasn't walking on my cane yet, but now I'm up and around and walking around without my cane half the time. It's amazing at how straight my knees look! I found a picture from 7th grade, and I even had one crooked leg in that photo due to the surgery-gone-wrong the year before. When you have one crooked (and therefore too short) leg, it really takes a toll on your spine and such, so my chiro can't be more excited that I'm so much better.
She is largely against "medical doctors," but she has deemed this sugery as very succesful and necessary for an issue like mine. She is thrilled that I have lost about 110 lbs and am SO CLOSE to "normal weight," too. But nobody is as happy as I am.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Low carb menu and trusting the universe
- Two sausage patties
- Two low carb pancakes with sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's pancake syrup
- Low carb brownie with low carb chocolate frosting
- Half pound bun-less hamburger with mayo, mustard and low carb ketchup
- About 1/3 of a large movie theater popcorn
We had date night last night and Angie took me to see the newest Twilight movie. I was a little bit late hopping aboard the Twilight train, but it sure is awesome!
I knee news, I have taken quite a few steps without my cane or anything, which has been soo awesome. My surgeon told me "no pain, no limp" when it comes to walking around on my newly-reconstructed knee. If it hurts, I'm supposed to be on my cane for now. It does still kind of hurt when I'm sitting with my knee bent, but before surgery, it was much worse. I would literally lay in bed and complain to Angie that the arthritis was so severe that there was not a single position for me to place my knee where it would not be in the most throbbing, excruciating pain. I even just got used to dealing with pain, ignoring the constant signal to my brain that my knee was hurting. I came to realize that part of me felt that I deserved the pain for making myself so fat, when in reality, it had nothing to do with my weight. Sure, I'm sure that me being so big was not helping the problem, but nobody deserves that type of pain. As Angie would remind me, if it were only my weight causing the issues, both knees would hurt, whereas it was just the deformed one that hurt. My surgeon says that he has seen very thin people with the same kind of knee problem, and that it is completely unrelated to my weight. I still kind of only half-believe him, but he is the one who does over three hundred reconstructive knee surgeries per year, so he really knows his stuff. I will say one thing I know for sure, though. My knee pain was not helped by my then-obesity, that is for sure.
Tomorrow will be four months post-op and also when I smoked the last time. Last night, I went to let the dogs out before bed and I just started to walk around without my cane at all. Less than a month ago, walking on a cane was terrifying to me, but it's all about making progress, a little bit at a time. If I do end up needing the same kind of surgery on the bottom part of my knee, it will be fine. Getting through the last four months has been very difficult for me, but it has really shown me that I can overcome more than I ever dreamed.
It's so wild how life works out, isn't it? I never would have dreamed that I would be having knee surgery and being so happy with it. After all, I really blame much of my previous knee deformity on the botched surgery when I was only 12 years old.
I really didn't even realize that I was open to love or into getting a girlfriend at all, until Angie came along and our love was simply undeniable... I did not know from an early age that I was into girls. In fact, before my girlfriend, I just always was attracted to and had relationships with men. I'm happy for our love and I wouldn't have it any other way, but my point is, you never really know what life is going to deal you.
I have to give myself some credit for creating my destiny, though. Through good decisions and perseverance, I have lost over 100 lbs and am still losing. I was open to fixing my knee, so I sought out a top-notch surgeon whose plan I could trust. I was open to love and being with somebody who could make me feel more special and happier than I ever dreamed. When you are open, the universe will make you so happy... happier than you ever dreamed. I think that it is up to you to decide what you want, then the universe will find a way... probably much different from the "how" that you ever imagined... and much better, too.
I looked back at my entry for January 1, 2011 and I was eighty pounds heavier than I am now, single and not having any clue how I would deal with my knee pain. However, I said, "2011 is going to be my year... I just know it." And so it was.
- Two low carb pancakes with sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's pancake syrup
- Low carb brownie with low carb chocolate frosting
- Half pound bun-less hamburger with mayo, mustard and low carb ketchup
- About 1/3 of a large movie theater popcorn
We had date night last night and Angie took me to see the newest Twilight movie. I was a little bit late hopping aboard the Twilight train, but it sure is awesome!
I knee news, I have taken quite a few steps without my cane or anything, which has been soo awesome. My surgeon told me "no pain, no limp" when it comes to walking around on my newly-reconstructed knee. If it hurts, I'm supposed to be on my cane for now. It does still kind of hurt when I'm sitting with my knee bent, but before surgery, it was much worse. I would literally lay in bed and complain to Angie that the arthritis was so severe that there was not a single position for me to place my knee where it would not be in the most throbbing, excruciating pain. I even just got used to dealing with pain, ignoring the constant signal to my brain that my knee was hurting. I came to realize that part of me felt that I deserved the pain for making myself so fat, when in reality, it had nothing to do with my weight. Sure, I'm sure that me being so big was not helping the problem, but nobody deserves that type of pain. As Angie would remind me, if it were only my weight causing the issues, both knees would hurt, whereas it was just the deformed one that hurt. My surgeon says that he has seen very thin people with the same kind of knee problem, and that it is completely unrelated to my weight. I still kind of only half-believe him, but he is the one who does over three hundred reconstructive knee surgeries per year, so he really knows his stuff. I will say one thing I know for sure, though. My knee pain was not helped by my then-obesity, that is for sure.
Tomorrow will be four months post-op and also when I smoked the last time. Last night, I went to let the dogs out before bed and I just started to walk around without my cane at all. Less than a month ago, walking on a cane was terrifying to me, but it's all about making progress, a little bit at a time. If I do end up needing the same kind of surgery on the bottom part of my knee, it will be fine. Getting through the last four months has been very difficult for me, but it has really shown me that I can overcome more than I ever dreamed.
It's so wild how life works out, isn't it? I never would have dreamed that I would be having knee surgery and being so happy with it. After all, I really blame much of my previous knee deformity on the botched surgery when I was only 12 years old.
I really didn't even realize that I was open to love or into getting a girlfriend at all, until Angie came along and our love was simply undeniable... I did not know from an early age that I was into girls. In fact, before my girlfriend, I just always was attracted to and had relationships with men. I'm happy for our love and I wouldn't have it any other way, but my point is, you never really know what life is going to deal you.
I have to give myself some credit for creating my destiny, though. Through good decisions and perseverance, I have lost over 100 lbs and am still losing. I was open to fixing my knee, so I sought out a top-notch surgeon whose plan I could trust. I was open to love and being with somebody who could make me feel more special and happier than I ever dreamed. When you are open, the universe will make you so happy... happier than you ever dreamed. I think that it is up to you to decide what you want, then the universe will find a way... probably much different from the "how" that you ever imagined... and much better, too.
I looked back at my entry for January 1, 2011 and I was eighty pounds heavier than I am now, single and not having any clue how I would deal with my knee pain. However, I said, "2011 is going to be my year... I just know it." And so it was.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Thoughts on my 400th entry and osteotomy update
This is my 400th blog entry! While I will not say that low carbing is a piece of cake, it's certainly become a way of life for me. Lots of people think that eating low carb means no fruits or veggies, and that is just not the case. I eat many more vegetables and whole foods than I ever ate when I was on the Standard American Diet rat wheel.
Eating low carb starts off very rocky, just like quitting anything does, then it becomes easier and easier over time. During induction (the first two weeks of eating 20 carbs or less per day), your body is actually just beginning to tap into the stored fat to use in fat burning mode, so of course your body can be quite cranky and really just not wanting to use up the stored fat. In leaner times, it was great to have a fat storage, but in modern times, not so much. We were built to survive, so it's no wonder why our bodies can be reluctant to use our "energy savings" so to speak. Eating low carb actually forces your body to burn the stored carbohydrates (read: fat).
Years ago, I never really gave much thought to what I was eating, but I "knew" one thing... Eating fat was "bad." I thought of deviled eggs and bacon as "naughty" because of their high fat content. I was extremely disillusioned! I would eat a bowl of white rice with "I can't believe it's not butter" and think I was doing wonders for my body, eating low fat. That was obviously wreaking havoc on my blood sugar and causing serious spikes, which lead to my insulin resistance and pre-diabetes, no doubt.
I will tell anybody who asks how I've lost my weight, because I have lost quite a substantial amount (over a hundred pounds). I just answer, "low carb." Do other people notice the looks of disapproval when you come out of the low carb closet? Even though I think most people would benefit from a low carb regimen, I am careful not to try to put other people on a diet or anything like that. When people are addicted to carbohydrates, they may not even realize it, but the thought of them giving up their morning bagel or toast or pasta or whatever actually causes them great distress and it must be our own decision.
Years ago, I scoffed at the Atkins diet, thinking it just was extremely unhealthy for your heart and actually speaking out against it when I heard of people even trying it, but I think I was just secretly afraid somebody was trying to steal my toast. I was painfully addicted to highly processed carbohydrates and my order at any restaurant was based on how I could fit in the most carbs versus what I actually enjoyed eating.
I told my dad to just try eating eggs for breakfast because I think it's all about small changes and constantly moving in the right direction.
I'm definitely still learning, but I've lost about 80% of my excess weight, but that does not mean that I only have 20% to go and I'm done. For one, if I quit eating low carb now, the weight will surely come back quickly. Secondly, the closer I get to goal, the slower it is coming off. At first, I would lose a pound a day of weight, which was quite motivating. Now, even if I'm on plan, I'm happy to see a pound of weight loss on the scale in a week. I'm about 25 pounds away from getting to a normal weight and I'm very excited.
In terms of my knee, I was looking at my legs in the mirror yesterday and they look straight! I'm so excited about this. I truly thought that my left leg was screwed for life, to be honest. Even at the young age of seven years old, my legs were very knock-kneed, which lead to the growth portion surgery (staples in the inner bones of my knees) that I had at ages 12 and 13, respectively. My right knee was a success, but my left knee over-corrected itself and what was once a knock knee quickly became bow-legged. My orthopedic pediatric surgeon never dreamed I would grow to be 5'10'' and so he was just in hurry to operate because he feared I was done growing. He really should have done a simple x-ray of my wrist to see how far my growth portion had to grow and estimate my height that way, but that is water under the bridge. My point is, I've never remembered having straight legs until now and while one is still 3/8'' shorter, I'm in a lot less pain than I was in pre-surgery when the angle on my knee was just completely off, which my doctor called a malunion in my knee.
Life is good and I'm continually moving in the right direction!
Low carb menu:
- Pork rinds with pork bbq
- Unpotato salad
- Mashed cauliflower with Dottie's cream of mushroom soup as a gravy
- Tuna patty sandwich cheese, deluxe on an oopsie roll
- Quarter pound cheeseburger patty with onions, tomato, lettuce and low carb ketchup
- Four pieces of one-carb peanut butter fudge
Eating low carb starts off very rocky, just like quitting anything does, then it becomes easier and easier over time. During induction (the first two weeks of eating 20 carbs or less per day), your body is actually just beginning to tap into the stored fat to use in fat burning mode, so of course your body can be quite cranky and really just not wanting to use up the stored fat. In leaner times, it was great to have a fat storage, but in modern times, not so much. We were built to survive, so it's no wonder why our bodies can be reluctant to use our "energy savings" so to speak. Eating low carb actually forces your body to burn the stored carbohydrates (read: fat).
Years ago, I never really gave much thought to what I was eating, but I "knew" one thing... Eating fat was "bad." I thought of deviled eggs and bacon as "naughty" because of their high fat content. I was extremely disillusioned! I would eat a bowl of white rice with "I can't believe it's not butter" and think I was doing wonders for my body, eating low fat. That was obviously wreaking havoc on my blood sugar and causing serious spikes, which lead to my insulin resistance and pre-diabetes, no doubt.
I will tell anybody who asks how I've lost my weight, because I have lost quite a substantial amount (over a hundred pounds). I just answer, "low carb." Do other people notice the looks of disapproval when you come out of the low carb closet? Even though I think most people would benefit from a low carb regimen, I am careful not to try to put other people on a diet or anything like that. When people are addicted to carbohydrates, they may not even realize it, but the thought of them giving up their morning bagel or toast or pasta or whatever actually causes them great distress and it must be our own decision.
Years ago, I scoffed at the Atkins diet, thinking it just was extremely unhealthy for your heart and actually speaking out against it when I heard of people even trying it, but I think I was just secretly afraid somebody was trying to steal my toast. I was painfully addicted to highly processed carbohydrates and my order at any restaurant was based on how I could fit in the most carbs versus what I actually enjoyed eating.
I told my dad to just try eating eggs for breakfast because I think it's all about small changes and constantly moving in the right direction.
I'm definitely still learning, but I've lost about 80% of my excess weight, but that does not mean that I only have 20% to go and I'm done. For one, if I quit eating low carb now, the weight will surely come back quickly. Secondly, the closer I get to goal, the slower it is coming off. At first, I would lose a pound a day of weight, which was quite motivating. Now, even if I'm on plan, I'm happy to see a pound of weight loss on the scale in a week. I'm about 25 pounds away from getting to a normal weight and I'm very excited.
In terms of my knee, I was looking at my legs in the mirror yesterday and they look straight! I'm so excited about this. I truly thought that my left leg was screwed for life, to be honest. Even at the young age of seven years old, my legs were very knock-kneed, which lead to the growth portion surgery (staples in the inner bones of my knees) that I had at ages 12 and 13, respectively. My right knee was a success, but my left knee over-corrected itself and what was once a knock knee quickly became bow-legged. My orthopedic pediatric surgeon never dreamed I would grow to be 5'10'' and so he was just in hurry to operate because he feared I was done growing. He really should have done a simple x-ray of my wrist to see how far my growth portion had to grow and estimate my height that way, but that is water under the bridge. My point is, I've never remembered having straight legs until now and while one is still 3/8'' shorter, I'm in a lot less pain than I was in pre-surgery when the angle on my knee was just completely off, which my doctor called a malunion in my knee.
Life is good and I'm continually moving in the right direction!
Low carb menu:
- Pork rinds with pork bbq
- Unpotato salad
- Mashed cauliflower with Dottie's cream of mushroom soup as a gravy
- Tuna patty sandwich cheese, deluxe on an oopsie roll
- Quarter pound cheeseburger patty with onions, tomato, lettuce and low carb ketchup
- Four pieces of one-carb peanut butter fudge
Friday, December 2, 2011
Low carb menu, knee surgery update and good news for mom
- Two sausage patties
- A waffle with sugar free syrup
Good news on my mom's mammogram. She is cancer free still! She had it surgically removed, then did 16 weeks of chemo, had a month off and is going to start 6 weeks of radiation soon. I am so relieved that she is cancer free, but I could choke her for still smoking. Quitting smoking is scary, though and I should know because I've done it. I think sometimes, the unknown is scarier than the actual fall. For me, quitting was like walking off the edge of a cliff and expecting the net to be there. No amount of preaching or begging can get somebody to quit, though... It's really a decision that must be made from the gut and made on one's own.
My surgeon says that I'm healing as good as can be expected. The space in the bone looks very filled in. I'm still on the walker, but I will be up on a cane soon. You hold the cane on the opposite side of the bad leg, which still kind of baffles me, but he is the expert.
He tells me I'm his hero because I still am off the smoking, plus due to my 105 pound weight loss I guess. I say he is my hero because he really changed my life with making my leg all better. The not getting around properly can really mess with a person and I'm in a ton of pain still. He says he wants me to be off the pain pills in a month or two, which sound reasonable but also scary. I'm going to call the nurse and see if I can be back on my anti-inflammatory, which really helps the pain.
I don't go back to my surgeon until February 15th. I'm doing hip-to-toe xrays before I go back to see him and he will make a decision then as to if I need my other surgery or not. It would be an open wedge high tibial osteotomy, which would help with the arthritis and would also cause my legs to be closer to the same length. Part of me is SO RELIEVED that I may not need the second surgery as this one was quite a doozie... Sawing my bone in half, having a wedge of bone cut from my hip bone (ouch) and then having a plate with screws drilled right into my femur.
My left leg started out very bow legged and is now close to the right angle. It started off as a one-inch leg length discrepancy and is now only 3/8 of an inch shorter, so that is a plus. I need to get a hold of the custom shoe place and see what they can do about that. I'm sure there is a lift I need to make everything stay more lined up than it has been.
I kind of feel like he is just letting me go swim on my own and I don't know how to swim. (I really do, but you can get the metaphor). I guess life is like that a lot... You don't realize you can do it on your own until you do. I tried to take a step with the cane in his office and he said that I just might not be ready yet.
I'm also disappointed because I stayed on plan for ALL of November but lost zero pounds. I'm so mad about it that I could spit. I guess I did gain muscle in my left leg, which was so skinny after I took off the immobilizer, but I feel like that is making an excuse. My leg beefed up with muscle and I didn't actually gain any weight, so in a way, part of it is fat loss. My girlfriend is always so encouraging and she reminds me that I've done so great and am still doing awesome, reminds me that I'm into a size 12 jeans so just look how far I've come, but I can't help kicking myself in the ass for this last 25 pounds being so hard to lose.
I guess when so much of my self worth comes from dropping the pounds, having a while of maintaining can mess with me. If I'm good enough when I lose weight, when I don't lose weight, I'm not good enough.... sort of deal. I guess I did gain a couple pounds from my lowest recorded weight of 198.4 and now I'm at about 200.8.
It was Halloween then Thanksgiving and I stayed 100% on plan, but I feel like that is just more of an excuse than the actual truth. I know eating low carb works, so am I just purposely sabotaging myself or what?
I do know one thing... The only way to move on with any semblance of sanity is to know that we are okay, today, just the way we are. I don't think anybody really feels good enough ever so maybe I'm not alone in this. Weight is just such a measurable thing and we have to nurture ourselves daily, so it's no wonder to me that so many of us struggle with our weight.
- A waffle with sugar free syrup
Good news on my mom's mammogram. She is cancer free still! She had it surgically removed, then did 16 weeks of chemo, had a month off and is going to start 6 weeks of radiation soon. I am so relieved that she is cancer free, but I could choke her for still smoking. Quitting smoking is scary, though and I should know because I've done it. I think sometimes, the unknown is scarier than the actual fall. For me, quitting was like walking off the edge of a cliff and expecting the net to be there. No amount of preaching or begging can get somebody to quit, though... It's really a decision that must be made from the gut and made on one's own.
My surgeon says that I'm healing as good as can be expected. The space in the bone looks very filled in. I'm still on the walker, but I will be up on a cane soon. You hold the cane on the opposite side of the bad leg, which still kind of baffles me, but he is the expert.
He tells me I'm his hero because I still am off the smoking, plus due to my 105 pound weight loss I guess. I say he is my hero because he really changed my life with making my leg all better. The not getting around properly can really mess with a person and I'm in a ton of pain still. He says he wants me to be off the pain pills in a month or two, which sound reasonable but also scary. I'm going to call the nurse and see if I can be back on my anti-inflammatory, which really helps the pain.
I don't go back to my surgeon until February 15th. I'm doing hip-to-toe xrays before I go back to see him and he will make a decision then as to if I need my other surgery or not. It would be an open wedge high tibial osteotomy, which would help with the arthritis and would also cause my legs to be closer to the same length. Part of me is SO RELIEVED that I may not need the second surgery as this one was quite a doozie... Sawing my bone in half, having a wedge of bone cut from my hip bone (ouch) and then having a plate with screws drilled right into my femur.
My left leg started out very bow legged and is now close to the right angle. It started off as a one-inch leg length discrepancy and is now only 3/8 of an inch shorter, so that is a plus. I need to get a hold of the custom shoe place and see what they can do about that. I'm sure there is a lift I need to make everything stay more lined up than it has been.
I kind of feel like he is just letting me go swim on my own and I don't know how to swim. (I really do, but you can get the metaphor). I guess life is like that a lot... You don't realize you can do it on your own until you do. I tried to take a step with the cane in his office and he said that I just might not be ready yet.
I'm also disappointed because I stayed on plan for ALL of November but lost zero pounds. I'm so mad about it that I could spit. I guess I did gain muscle in my left leg, which was so skinny after I took off the immobilizer, but I feel like that is making an excuse. My leg beefed up with muscle and I didn't actually gain any weight, so in a way, part of it is fat loss. My girlfriend is always so encouraging and she reminds me that I've done so great and am still doing awesome, reminds me that I'm into a size 12 jeans so just look how far I've come, but I can't help kicking myself in the ass for this last 25 pounds being so hard to lose.
I guess when so much of my self worth comes from dropping the pounds, having a while of maintaining can mess with me. If I'm good enough when I lose weight, when I don't lose weight, I'm not good enough.... sort of deal. I guess I did gain a couple pounds from my lowest recorded weight of 198.4 and now I'm at about 200.8.
It was Halloween then Thanksgiving and I stayed 100% on plan, but I feel like that is just more of an excuse than the actual truth. I know eating low carb works, so am I just purposely sabotaging myself or what?
I do know one thing... The only way to move on with any semblance of sanity is to know that we are okay, today, just the way we are. I don't think anybody really feels good enough ever so maybe I'm not alone in this. Weight is just such a measurable thing and we have to nurture ourselves daily, so it's no wonder to me that so many of us struggle with our weight.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Low carb menu, doctor's appointment, weigh-in
- Sloppy joe meat with pork rinds
- Two slices of pumpkin bake
- Unpotato salad
Nancy's un~potato salad is seriously so amazing. I'm very picky about my deli salads and I usually do not like any kind of store-bought mac or potato salad. They just taste so unappealing. Nancy's recipe is a winner from the first bite! I especially love that it calls for green onions instead of regular ones because my girlfriend can't really get into raw onions and green ones are much more mild. I didn't realize what a big difference the green onions made in the recipe until I made it yesterday without them. We needed coffee anyway, so good thing that she was willing to go to the store last night after her behavior counseling session for her boss' new puppy. She went to work, donated plasma, helped me with my work, went to the dog training session (which she did pro-bono) then went to the store, came home and took short nap then took us all out for a pack walk (the two dogs and me)... all while being sick! I hope that she can rest up today because she does have the day off due to my appointment with the surgeon. I really can't wait until I can start contributing more with the care of the dogs and the housework. She doesn't complain about it, but I know it's a lot for her to have to do.
I'm going to see my surgeon today and get some x-rays. We are going to see if there is enough new bone growth for me to start bearing weight on it. I sure hope there is! I'm ten weeks post-op and while I still am in some pain, I feel much better than I felt before.
My appointment is at 11:45am today so I will be sure to let you know how I fare!
My weigh in was 200.6 today, which is okay, I guess. I still have about 25 more pounds to get to "normal weight," plus with my huge binge at the Chinese buffet, it's really no surprise. I did weigh in at 200 last week too, which kind of makes me mad because it was fun to be in onederland while it lasted, but it's like one freaking pound that I'm talking about and I need to focus on the fact that I lost 105 pounds so far, which is awesome.
I also need to focus more on working out. Being in a wheelchair is no excuse! I've always thought that if you are looking for an excuse, you will find one... Actually, you will find way more than one. Our brains love to be happy and we look for the most-pleasurable things most times. I need to start doing my ten pound weight arm exercises like I was doing for a while. I feel strong when I work out andI need to I'm going to get back in the groove of doing that.
- Two slices of pumpkin bake
- Unpotato salad
Nancy's un~potato salad is seriously so amazing. I'm very picky about my deli salads and I usually do not like any kind of store-bought mac or potato salad. They just taste so unappealing. Nancy's recipe is a winner from the first bite! I especially love that it calls for green onions instead of regular ones because my girlfriend can't really get into raw onions and green ones are much more mild. I didn't realize what a big difference the green onions made in the recipe until I made it yesterday without them. We needed coffee anyway, so good thing that she was willing to go to the store last night after her behavior counseling session for her boss' new puppy. She went to work, donated plasma, helped me with my work, went to the dog training session (which she did pro-bono) then went to the store, came home and took short nap then took us all out for a pack walk (the two dogs and me)... all while being sick! I hope that she can rest up today because she does have the day off due to my appointment with the surgeon. I really can't wait until I can start contributing more with the care of the dogs and the housework. She doesn't complain about it, but I know it's a lot for her to have to do.
I'm going to see my surgeon today and get some x-rays. We are going to see if there is enough new bone growth for me to start bearing weight on it. I sure hope there is! I'm ten weeks post-op and while I still am in some pain, I feel much better than I felt before.
My appointment is at 11:45am today so I will be sure to let you know how I fare!
My weigh in was 200.6 today, which is okay, I guess. I still have about 25 more pounds to get to "normal weight," plus with my huge binge at the Chinese buffet, it's really no surprise. I did weigh in at 200 last week too, which kind of makes me mad because it was fun to be in onederland while it lasted, but it's like one freaking pound that I'm talking about and I need to focus on the fact that I lost 105 pounds so far, which is awesome.
I also need to focus more on working out. Being in a wheelchair is no excuse! I've always thought that if you are looking for an excuse, you will find one... Actually, you will find way more than one. Our brains love to be happy and we look for the most-pleasurable things most times. I need to start doing my ten pound weight arm exercises like I was doing for a while. I feel strong when I work out and
Friday, October 28, 2011
Low carb menu and surgery update
- Low carb zucchini lasagna
- Four jalapeno poppers
- Chicken breast, pan fried and battered pork rinds with home made honey mustard
My gf has been taking me across the street at nights to wheel around in my wheelchair in the big community college parking lot. It's huge, has tons of emergency phones and with me wheeling myself around the whole time, it's quite a workout. I was shocked last night at how much of a core workout it was, but we went for about thirty minutes. At the end, my endorphins were through the roof. It was actually really fun!
I'm missing the ease of working out by taking walks and such, but honestly, before surgery, I was in so much pain due to the how screwed up my knee was that I was not able to enjoy exercise as much as I will be able to.
So, I go back to the doctor on November 2nd and he is going to zap some x-rays to see where my progress is. Ideally, I will have enough new bone growth where they did the osteotomy of my femur that I will be able to start to bear weight on my leg. Keep your fingers crossed! It's been over two months since surgery, but he says that it usually takes three good months before people are able to walk around like normal. What hurts worse than my knee now is my hip, my iliac crest, where they took out a wedge of bone to put into my femur. He says that it's common for that to hurt like that.
I have another surgery coming up after I'm recouped from this one... on my lower leg bone just below my knee. It's going to be basically the same procedure, sawing out a wedge of bone and inserting new bone from my hip, so a long recovery as well. This time, though, I know more of what to expect and I'm better equipped at getting around and knowing what I can and cannot do. The first few weeks after surgery are the worst, but I will get through it and be much more able-bodied after this surgery is complete.
My doctor told me that I'm really making this surgery change my life, which is true. I've lost twenty pounds since I went under the knife plus I have quit smoking completely. They had to give me a steroid lung treatment before surgery because my lungs were so rattly that it really made me want to put down the lighter forever and I did! That was a huge wake-up call.
So, I'm still in my wheelchair for now, but look out world, not for long!
- Four jalapeno poppers
- Chicken breast, pan fried and battered pork rinds with home made honey mustard
My gf has been taking me across the street at nights to wheel around in my wheelchair in the big community college parking lot. It's huge, has tons of emergency phones and with me wheeling myself around the whole time, it's quite a workout. I was shocked last night at how much of a core workout it was, but we went for about thirty minutes. At the end, my endorphins were through the roof. It was actually really fun!
I'm missing the ease of working out by taking walks and such, but honestly, before surgery, I was in so much pain due to the how screwed up my knee was that I was not able to enjoy exercise as much as I will be able to.
So, I go back to the doctor on November 2nd and he is going to zap some x-rays to see where my progress is. Ideally, I will have enough new bone growth where they did the osteotomy of my femur that I will be able to start to bear weight on my leg. Keep your fingers crossed! It's been over two months since surgery, but he says that it usually takes three good months before people are able to walk around like normal. What hurts worse than my knee now is my hip, my iliac crest, where they took out a wedge of bone to put into my femur. He says that it's common for that to hurt like that.
I have another surgery coming up after I'm recouped from this one... on my lower leg bone just below my knee. It's going to be basically the same procedure, sawing out a wedge of bone and inserting new bone from my hip, so a long recovery as well. This time, though, I know more of what to expect and I'm better equipped at getting around and knowing what I can and cannot do. The first few weeks after surgery are the worst, but I will get through it and be much more able-bodied after this surgery is complete.
My doctor told me that I'm really making this surgery change my life, which is true. I've lost twenty pounds since I went under the knife plus I have quit smoking completely. They had to give me a steroid lung treatment before surgery because my lungs were so rattly that it really made me want to put down the lighter forever and I did! That was a huge wake-up call.
So, I'm still in my wheelchair for now, but look out world, not for long!
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Thursday, October 13, 2011
Low carb menu and life update
- Half pound burger on an oopsie roll with onions, tomato, mayo, mustard and low carb ketchup
- Two pork sausage patties with one low carb pancake w sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
- Pumpkin bake
- Unpotato salad
- Two pork sausage patties with two low carb pancakes w sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
I'm the star patient!
Well, the appointment with my knee surgeon went well! He was so excited that my BMI is now below 30 (which is a different category altogether) that he even put a big star with an exclamation point right by the print-out. The receptionist said that she had never seen him do that when she was checking me out, which of course made me feel even more special. I'm always joking that I'm his star patient and now I guess that I made it official! He even joked that I almost have a better BMI than my surgeon, and I joked with him that I should give him some good recipes. He laughed.
He is really talented and sooo amazing. He received the Patient's Choice Award for 2010 and he has been doing reconstructive joint surgery for literally twenty years. I just really trust him, which is rare for me with a medical doctor. What I like about him is that he addresses the source of the problem instead of just putting a bandaid on the issue. He is really going to change my life with these two surgeries.
The new x-ray of my knee showed that the wedge of bone that they took out of my hip is bonded to the bottom of my femur, but not quite bonded to the top part of my knee. He seemed pleased with the results, but said that I was not yet ready to bear weight on my knee due to the big gap of nothingness above my knee, where we are waiting for new bone growth. Honestly, this made me feel relieved because I did not yet feel that I was ready to bear weight and now I see why. He says that the body often knows what it's ready for and boy was he right. I go back in three weeks to see if I'm ready to start dancing around yet.
My knee brace is set at 85 degrees and he was pleased when he came in to see it bent so far. It's nice to know that it's not staying stiff like it was the first few weeks when I had it in the immobilizer.
Pug News
In dog news, the pug made it through his neutering just fine! Pugs can have problems with anesthesia due to their short little muzzles, so of course his Mommy was worried about him. His sister, Daisy was so pissed when we got home without him. She was just too sad until we took the pack walk. The gf was running behind my wheelchair and I can say that my arms got a good workout. We live right across from a community college and the far part of the parking lot never has any cars at night and it's lit up well, with a police phone and all. We love to go for walks over there. It's more fun than just doing circles in front of our home.
Hopping time!
Oh, and now I can actually use my walker to get out of the house and my gf does not even have to pull around to the back slider anymore! See, the two front steps have no railing and have always freaked me out to do crutches on the steps, especially with no railing. I do the backwards-walker hop to use my one leg to hop back, which sounds scarier than it is. For me, the walker provides much more balance than crutches. I literally go from the side of the cement steps now and just clear them both at once with one big hop. It's now easier to get me loaded up because my gf can just load everything out the front door. It's also less scary that way with winter fast approaching.
Homecoming Game
My little sister is on homecoming court, so I'm excited about tomorrow night... Showing off my gf to our tiny little hick town should be interesting. I hope that my brother brings my niece and nephew because I haven't seen them in at least a couple months, which is rare for this Auntie. They are six and two and completely adorable.
Warrior-Mother
Today marks the sixteen year anniversary of my mom's moped accident! She was really not supposed to live. She was hit by a car, which sent her flying in the middle of the road, at which point a van ran her over on her whole left side of her body. She had a collapsed lung, a crushed leg beyond repair and a closed head injury. They literally put her chances of survival at less than five percent. The way she tells it, she had no choice but to survive because she had three teenagers at home plus one teenager who just entered the Air Force, so she wasn't ready to die yet. She is really a fighter and she always is an inspiration to me. She is an amputee and works full time, but is currently off getting chemo and soon to be radiation. She had breast cancer and is such a fighter that I can't stand it. She has always had the can-do spirit, even before her accident.
- Two pork sausage patties with one low carb pancake w sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
- Pumpkin bake
- Unpotato salad
- Two pork sausage patties with two low carb pancakes w sugar free Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
I'm the star patient!
Well, the appointment with my knee surgeon went well! He was so excited that my BMI is now below 30 (which is a different category altogether) that he even put a big star with an exclamation point right by the print-out. The receptionist said that she had never seen him do that when she was checking me out, which of course made me feel even more special. I'm always joking that I'm his star patient and now I guess that I made it official! He even joked that I almost have a better BMI than my surgeon, and I joked with him that I should give him some good recipes. He laughed.
He is really talented and sooo amazing. He received the Patient's Choice Award for 2010 and he has been doing reconstructive joint surgery for literally twenty years. I just really trust him, which is rare for me with a medical doctor. What I like about him is that he addresses the source of the problem instead of just putting a bandaid on the issue. He is really going to change my life with these two surgeries.
The new x-ray of my knee showed that the wedge of bone that they took out of my hip is bonded to the bottom of my femur, but not quite bonded to the top part of my knee. He seemed pleased with the results, but said that I was not yet ready to bear weight on my knee due to the big gap of nothingness above my knee, where we are waiting for new bone growth. Honestly, this made me feel relieved because I did not yet feel that I was ready to bear weight and now I see why. He says that the body often knows what it's ready for and boy was he right. I go back in three weeks to see if I'm ready to start dancing around yet.
My knee brace is set at 85 degrees and he was pleased when he came in to see it bent so far. It's nice to know that it's not staying stiff like it was the first few weeks when I had it in the immobilizer.
Pug News
In dog news, the pug made it through his neutering just fine! Pugs can have problems with anesthesia due to their short little muzzles, so of course his Mommy was worried about him. His sister, Daisy was so pissed when we got home without him. She was just too sad until we took the pack walk. The gf was running behind my wheelchair and I can say that my arms got a good workout. We live right across from a community college and the far part of the parking lot never has any cars at night and it's lit up well, with a police phone and all. We love to go for walks over there. It's more fun than just doing circles in front of our home.
Hopping time!
Oh, and now I can actually use my walker to get out of the house and my gf does not even have to pull around to the back slider anymore! See, the two front steps have no railing and have always freaked me out to do crutches on the steps, especially with no railing. I do the backwards-walker hop to use my one leg to hop back, which sounds scarier than it is. For me, the walker provides much more balance than crutches. I literally go from the side of the cement steps now and just clear them both at once with one big hop. It's now easier to get me loaded up because my gf can just load everything out the front door. It's also less scary that way with winter fast approaching.
Homecoming Game
My little sister is on homecoming court, so I'm excited about tomorrow night... Showing off my gf to our tiny little hick town should be interesting. I hope that my brother brings my niece and nephew because I haven't seen them in at least a couple months, which is rare for this Auntie. They are six and two and completely adorable.
Warrior-Mother
Today marks the sixteen year anniversary of my mom's moped accident! She was really not supposed to live. She was hit by a car, which sent her flying in the middle of the road, at which point a van ran her over on her whole left side of her body. She had a collapsed lung, a crushed leg beyond repair and a closed head injury. They literally put her chances of survival at less than five percent. The way she tells it, she had no choice but to survive because she had three teenagers at home plus one teenager who just entered the Air Force, so she wasn't ready to die yet. She is really a fighter and she always is an inspiration to me. She is an amputee and works full time, but is currently off getting chemo and soon to be radiation. She had breast cancer and is such a fighter that I can't stand it. She has always had the can-do spirit, even before her accident.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Low carb chinese: sweet success!
Sometimes, I treat my food addiction (specifically carbohydrate addiction) like I'm a true addict and I just need to make it through the day to be okay. This may be a little bit dramatic to some people, but for me, one small mistake can spiral into a day, then a week, then a month or months of bad choices and me slipping back into active addiction... and weight gain.
In good news, I got through the dinner without even eating anything bad! It was really only on my first plate that I was a little bit resentful of my table-mates eating high-carb fare, but I made the decision ahead of time that I was going to stay on plan.
"If you don't stand for something," I reminded myself, "you will fall for anything."
- Leftover low carb sweet and sour chicken thigh pieces (not at buffet - in fridge)
- Half pound burger with tomato, onions, mustard, mayo and low carb ketchup on a oopsie roll
- Two cheesy hot dogs with onions, mustard and low carb ketchup on an oopsie roll
At Chinese buffet:
- Egg drop soup with green onions on top
- Side salad with iceberg lettuce, eggs, cucumbers, bacon bits and ranch
- Four chicken kebabs
- Sauteed green beans
- Some broccoli with beef (not much of the beef or sauce because I was unsure of what was low carb)
I consider that pretty much a success. After writing it all out, it's no wonder why I was so full after I left the place!
In bad news, in the bathroom after the Chinese restaurant, the handicapped toilet was SO LOW and nasty that I literally put a little bit of weight on my non-weight bearing leg. Can you say OUCHIE!? I really hope that I didn't mess anything up, internally.
See, where they did my osteotomy, they inserted a wedge of bone from my iliac crest into the bottom of my femur and new bone growth will fill in the spaces. While I'm healing just as expected, it still scared me because I'm not supposed to be bearing weight on that leg at all.
In good news, now that I chose low carb fare at the Chinese place, I feel that I could eat low carb at any ol' place. My go-to option is usually a double cheese burger, 86 the bun (waitress speak for no bun) with green beans or another low-carb option in the place of the typical high-carb chips or fries. I like side salads, love when they have cottage cheese, but even at Denny's, the green beans are pretty good.
While last night was my gf's birthday, it sure didn't feel like it. She had to work late and after we got home from dinner, she basically just wanted to crash. I say that it didn't feel like her birthday only because her card and gifts are just sitting here, in all their blue-ribbon glory. I stuck them in the closet because I don't want to look at them all day. I'm sure she will open them soon. Or let's hope so.
I think she was saddened by the news that she got about a gorgeous and very intelligent eclectus, that she had to give up to move in with me. With me being allergic to birds and her old roommate being unable to take care of her, she gave her up as a consignment bird. Luckily (in my opinion), nobody purchased her, so she will go down to an all-natural bird sanctuary in Florida, but the bad news is that the gf will not get to see her again. How sad is that? It's bittersweet because the bird is going to have a great life, living with a flock and will have the chance to find a lifelong mate, as they mate for life. I think it's a sweet little story, but I can see how not seeing her again would leave a bad taste in her mouth. It's sad yet happy for the bird, who will live such a better life than any home could provide her.
Notice how life is often times a double edged sword?
In good news, I got through the dinner without even eating anything bad! It was really only on my first plate that I was a little bit resentful of my table-mates eating high-carb fare, but I made the decision ahead of time that I was going to stay on plan.
"If you don't stand for something," I reminded myself, "you will fall for anything."
- Leftover low carb sweet and sour chicken thigh pieces (not at buffet - in fridge)
- Half pound burger with tomato, onions, mustard, mayo and low carb ketchup on a oopsie roll
- Two cheesy hot dogs with onions, mustard and low carb ketchup on an oopsie roll
At Chinese buffet:
- Egg drop soup with green onions on top
- Side salad with iceberg lettuce, eggs, cucumbers, bacon bits and ranch
- Four chicken kebabs
- Sauteed green beans
- Some broccoli with beef (not much of the beef or sauce because I was unsure of what was low carb)
I consider that pretty much a success. After writing it all out, it's no wonder why I was so full after I left the place!
In bad news, in the bathroom after the Chinese restaurant, the handicapped toilet was SO LOW and nasty that I literally put a little bit of weight on my non-weight bearing leg. Can you say OUCHIE!? I really hope that I didn't mess anything up, internally.
See, where they did my osteotomy, they inserted a wedge of bone from my iliac crest into the bottom of my femur and new bone growth will fill in the spaces. While I'm healing just as expected, it still scared me because I'm not supposed to be bearing weight on that leg at all.
In good news, now that I chose low carb fare at the Chinese place, I feel that I could eat low carb at any ol' place. My go-to option is usually a double cheese burger, 86 the bun (waitress speak for no bun) with green beans or another low-carb option in the place of the typical high-carb chips or fries. I like side salads, love when they have cottage cheese, but even at Denny's, the green beans are pretty good.
While last night was my gf's birthday, it sure didn't feel like it. She had to work late and after we got home from dinner, she basically just wanted to crash. I say that it didn't feel like her birthday only because her card and gifts are just sitting here, in all their blue-ribbon glory. I stuck them in the closet because I don't want to look at them all day. I'm sure she will open them soon. Or let's hope so.
I think she was saddened by the news that she got about a gorgeous and very intelligent eclectus, that she had to give up to move in with me. With me being allergic to birds and her old roommate being unable to take care of her, she gave her up as a consignment bird. Luckily (in my opinion), nobody purchased her, so she will go down to an all-natural bird sanctuary in Florida, but the bad news is that the gf will not get to see her again. How sad is that? It's bittersweet because the bird is going to have a great life, living with a flock and will have the chance to find a lifelong mate, as they mate for life. I think it's a sweet little story, but I can see how not seeing her again would leave a bad taste in her mouth. It's sad yet happy for the bird, who will live such a better life than any home could provide her.
Notice how life is often times a double edged sword?
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Pigs just don't sing, just so ya know!
- Three hot dogs on oopsie rolls with onions, mustard and low carb ketchup
- Unpotato salad
- Atkins cheesecake
- Appetizer meatballs an an oopsie roll with mozzarella cheese and onions
- Pistachios (maybe a quarter cup or less)
- Bacon with a protein pancake
I have the best gf ever and not just because she cooks for me... but cooking healthy food for somebody is sooo the best gift you can give them, especially when they are in recovery-mode.
The last relationship I was in, when I lived down in Florida was horrific in terms of him understanding my needs to eat low carb. I took a one-way trip down there on a plane, shipped my stuff down there and he did not even have eggs for me to eat when I got there. Like, nothing low carb whatsoever. From the door, he didn't' really have respect for my eating plan. Looking back, I can't blame him completely because we have to tell people what we need. The gf's grand daddy says that we can't expect other people to know what we want, so we need to let them know.
To get on with it, I gained a ton of weight living with him, basically because he was not on-board with low carb, but also because I let him dictate what we would eat. Plus, there was a lot of emotional sneak-eating on my end down there due to my unhappiness and me wanting to say "fuck you" to him by giving him a fat girlfriend. So, me being extremely overweight was my own decision that I have to take responsibility for.
To get on with it, we have been business associates for about seven years and we dated for part of those years and he has eaten countless low carb meals that I have prepared. For some reason, it bothers me that he still does not understand the science about low carb or have any respect for the diet. He always would tell me that eating low carb WAS eating low calorie and that was why I was losing weight. The other day, when my ninety-or-more pound weight loss came up in conversation when he said he wanted to cut back on sugar, and I could not have been more supportive about him doing this, but of course, I went on my low carb tirade.
It just makes me feel like a failure in some way because he does not and will not give any merit to the low carb diet. I asked him that if he really thinks it's possible that we have it all figured out.
While his opinion of me is no longer important, I just feel like if I have been friends and once-lovers with somebody for years, then they should at least understand why I choose to eat low carb.
"At one point, everybody thought the world was flat," I reminded him, which is actually how I view the calories in, calories out myth. It's what we once thought, but now we can do better. He absolutely scoffed at me saying that and basically laughed about it.
I even leveled with him and told him that the reason it hurt me so bad about him thinking that it is only calories that make people fat and them being lazy because they are not exerting too much, he said that I was right and that is what happens. Part of him is right, it is overeating that causes the majority of people to be fat, but it's more than that, I argued. I told him that it's more of a hormonal imbalance in the core of the problem.
When I use terms like fat-burning mode, he says that that is not even a medical term, but something somebody made up. He has never had much of a weight problem even though he eats mostly processed foods. However, he is substantially bigger than he was in high school, where he was just a scrawny kid, so in his own mind, he is too big, but he only has about ten or twenty pounds to lose, I'm guessing.
I think what drives me nuts about him is he is educated. He has his BA in pre-med and he has worked full time in a hospital for over ten years, performing various tasks. Everybody who goes in for bariatric surgery has to go through him to get their sleep study and he is very unsympathetic to their weight. Judging by our conversations, he thinks that fat people are gluttonous and lazy, which I just do not think is the case.
Ultimately, what bothers me is I wonder if I can make a difference in people's thinking if I haven't even made a dent in his thought process.
Understanding why low carb works is purely scientific if we think of our bodies as a closed system. Fat is a stored carbohydrate and when carbohydrate intake is limited, our body goes to the stored carbs for fuel instead of the ones we eat... This is called fat-burning mode. (Well, that is my Barney version of it, anyway!)
In short, it's not about the amount of what we eat, but the quality of the nutrients that we are putting in our bodies. (Read: whole, low carb foods).
I rarely speak to him and we hardly even have what anybody would refer to as a friendship, nor do I want one, but the fact that I could not even penetrate his thinking about carbs and calories kind of saddens me and makes me feel like some kind of failure, but at the end of the day, his validation would be appreciated but is definitely not required.
I realize that it is not about him because I did not even care enough to argue with him much about it, but lots of people in my life feel this way... In fact, most of America will still argue that it's all about eating low-fat (gasp!!!) foods. WHY do we think that when we eat fat, it will become fat? So many people are so afraid of fat, which is so unhealthy. We need fat, in my opinion. It keeps me fuller longer and the more I eat of it, the more I seem to burn.
When we are retaining water, our doctor tells us to drink more water to "push" the water, and for us to ultimately excrete the excess. What about when we are retaining excess fat? I think that if we eat fat, we burn fat in our bodies. The fear of eating fat is just sooo ingrained in our culture and I think that it hinders so many people.
I read on one low carb blog and I can't remember which one, but it said that preaching low carb to somebody is kind of like trying to teach a pig to sing. It annoys you and it annoys the pig.
However, for me, the person I choose to spend my life with had better respect my eating plan, and boy, does she ever! The gf has not only switched to a low carb way of eating herself, but she always makes sure that we have good, low carb fare for me to nosh on... especially since I'm in a wheel chair for the time being, healing from the reconstructive knee surgery.
I went to my surgeon yesterday as my three-and-a-half week checkup. He told me that I now can take off my immobilizer to shower, which is great news. He also gave me an Rx for a Bledsoe brace, which is basically a brace that limits the range of motion of my knee. I am going to call around on Monday and do a couple of price checks for the brace in my area.
He also took more x-rays, and they were so awesome! my knee still looks incredibly straight and the one area that was pretty much bone-on-bone is now nice and spaced out, due to his little carpentry tricks, as he calls it.
They removed a wedge of bone from my iliac crest, which is the big bone that holds your hip sockets in place. It's kind of shaped like a pair of granny panties and its the big bone that holds our hip sockets. It like a little dice on the x-ray, like a cube inserted into one side of the wedge. Well, part of the wedge is being filled in with bone growth, which is exciting. Our bodies are so amazing.
"Everything is exactly as it should be," he told me before I left.
I'm still non-weight-bearing on it because there is just not enough new bone growth, but this is exactly where it should be.
Even six months ago, I had such a distrust for the medical community and especially surgeons in general, but this one really changed my views on that... and changed my life.
Just wondering, how do you all deal with the non-believers of low carb? Do you even let it phase you?
- Unpotato salad
- Atkins cheesecake
- Appetizer meatballs an an oopsie roll with mozzarella cheese and onions
- Pistachios (maybe a quarter cup or less)
- Bacon with a protein pancake
I have the best gf ever and not just because she cooks for me... but cooking healthy food for somebody is sooo the best gift you can give them, especially when they are in recovery-mode.
The last relationship I was in, when I lived down in Florida was horrific in terms of him understanding my needs to eat low carb. I took a one-way trip down there on a plane, shipped my stuff down there and he did not even have eggs for me to eat when I got there. Like, nothing low carb whatsoever. From the door, he didn't' really have respect for my eating plan. Looking back, I can't blame him completely because we have to tell people what we need. The gf's grand daddy says that we can't expect other people to know what we want, so we need to let them know.
To get on with it, I gained a ton of weight living with him, basically because he was not on-board with low carb, but also because I let him dictate what we would eat. Plus, there was a lot of emotional sneak-eating on my end down there due to my unhappiness and me wanting to say "fuck you" to him by giving him a fat girlfriend. So, me being extremely overweight was my own decision that I have to take responsibility for.
To get on with it, we have been business associates for about seven years and we dated for part of those years and he has eaten countless low carb meals that I have prepared. For some reason, it bothers me that he still does not understand the science about low carb or have any respect for the diet. He always would tell me that eating low carb WAS eating low calorie and that was why I was losing weight. The other day, when my ninety-or-more pound weight loss came up in conversation when he said he wanted to cut back on sugar, and I could not have been more supportive about him doing this, but of course, I went on my low carb tirade.
It just makes me feel like a failure in some way because he does not and will not give any merit to the low carb diet. I asked him that if he really thinks it's possible that we have it all figured out.
While his opinion of me is no longer important, I just feel like if I have been friends and once-lovers with somebody for years, then they should at least understand why I choose to eat low carb.
"At one point, everybody thought the world was flat," I reminded him, which is actually how I view the calories in, calories out myth. It's what we once thought, but now we can do better. He absolutely scoffed at me saying that and basically laughed about it.
I even leveled with him and told him that the reason it hurt me so bad about him thinking that it is only calories that make people fat and them being lazy because they are not exerting too much, he said that I was right and that is what happens. Part of him is right, it is overeating that causes the majority of people to be fat, but it's more than that, I argued. I told him that it's more of a hormonal imbalance in the core of the problem.
When I use terms like fat-burning mode, he says that that is not even a medical term, but something somebody made up. He has never had much of a weight problem even though he eats mostly processed foods. However, he is substantially bigger than he was in high school, where he was just a scrawny kid, so in his own mind, he is too big, but he only has about ten or twenty pounds to lose, I'm guessing.
I think what drives me nuts about him is he is educated. He has his BA in pre-med and he has worked full time in a hospital for over ten years, performing various tasks. Everybody who goes in for bariatric surgery has to go through him to get their sleep study and he is very unsympathetic to their weight. Judging by our conversations, he thinks that fat people are gluttonous and lazy, which I just do not think is the case.
Ultimately, what bothers me is I wonder if I can make a difference in people's thinking if I haven't even made a dent in his thought process.
Understanding why low carb works is purely scientific if we think of our bodies as a closed system. Fat is a stored carbohydrate and when carbohydrate intake is limited, our body goes to the stored carbs for fuel instead of the ones we eat... This is called fat-burning mode. (Well, that is my Barney version of it, anyway!)
In short, it's not about the amount of what we eat, but the quality of the nutrients that we are putting in our bodies. (Read: whole, low carb foods).
I rarely speak to him and we hardly even have what anybody would refer to as a friendship, nor do I want one, but the fact that I could not even penetrate his thinking about carbs and calories kind of saddens me and makes me feel like some kind of failure, but at the end of the day, his validation would be appreciated but is definitely not required.
I realize that it is not about him because I did not even care enough to argue with him much about it, but lots of people in my life feel this way... In fact, most of America will still argue that it's all about eating low-fat (gasp!!!) foods. WHY do we think that when we eat fat, it will become fat? So many people are so afraid of fat, which is so unhealthy. We need fat, in my opinion. It keeps me fuller longer and the more I eat of it, the more I seem to burn.
When we are retaining water, our doctor tells us to drink more water to "push" the water, and for us to ultimately excrete the excess. What about when we are retaining excess fat? I think that if we eat fat, we burn fat in our bodies. The fear of eating fat is just sooo ingrained in our culture and I think that it hinders so many people.
I read on one low carb blog and I can't remember which one, but it said that preaching low carb to somebody is kind of like trying to teach a pig to sing. It annoys you and it annoys the pig.
However, for me, the person I choose to spend my life with had better respect my eating plan, and boy, does she ever! The gf has not only switched to a low carb way of eating herself, but she always makes sure that we have good, low carb fare for me to nosh on... especially since I'm in a wheel chair for the time being, healing from the reconstructive knee surgery.
I went to my surgeon yesterday as my three-and-a-half week checkup. He told me that I now can take off my immobilizer to shower, which is great news. He also gave me an Rx for a Bledsoe brace, which is basically a brace that limits the range of motion of my knee. I am going to call around on Monday and do a couple of price checks for the brace in my area.
He also took more x-rays, and they were so awesome! my knee still looks incredibly straight and the one area that was pretty much bone-on-bone is now nice and spaced out, due to his little carpentry tricks, as he calls it.
They removed a wedge of bone from my iliac crest, which is the big bone that holds your hip sockets in place. It's kind of shaped like a pair of granny panties and its the big bone that holds our hip sockets. It like a little dice on the x-ray, like a cube inserted into one side of the wedge. Well, part of the wedge is being filled in with bone growth, which is exciting. Our bodies are so amazing.
"Everything is exactly as it should be," he told me before I left.
I'm still non-weight-bearing on it because there is just not enough new bone growth, but this is exactly where it should be.
Even six months ago, I had such a distrust for the medical community and especially surgeons in general, but this one really changed my views on that... and changed my life.
Just wondering, how do you all deal with the non-believers of low carb? Do you even let it phase you?
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Earthquakes, Surgery, Oh my!
- KFC grilled chicken breast
- Double burger on an oopsie with lettuce, onion, mustard mayo and low carb ketchup
- Two hot dogs
- Two hot dogs
- Pumpkin bake
Well, I'm home from surgery! I had an open wedge osteotomy of my femur, which changed the angle of my knee and hopefully all that darn, unnecessary arthritic pain. After a week of the anti-inflammatories (per doctor's orders because they thin your blood), I was in so much pain with my poor knee that I was just looking to any kind of surgery to lessen the knee pain... and it worked! I'm in a wheelchair most of the time, but I also use the walker for some stuff.
The goal of surgery was to remove a suitably-large wedge of bone from my hip to insert into the top of my leg (right above my femur). I still haven't seen the incision on my knee, but the pain is already much less than it was pre-surgery, even during a rain storm, where my then-arthritic knee would have been just aching and complaining the ENTIRE time where I could not even enjoy the rain like I once did.
My surgeon was very happy with how the surgery went and instead of taking four hours, they were done in a mere ninety minutes! The iliac crest that took from my hip is much more painful than the knee surgery itself, at least at this stage of the game.
I chose low-carb fare at the hospital and let's just say that I could not get rid of my constipation for days, due to the huge amount of pain meds that they had me on. IV morphine makes for not going to the bathroom with ease! They do have me on a regular twice-a-day dose of a stool softener, just to keep me regular with the medication I'm taking for pain.
(TMI Alert!)
Desperate and not having gone in five days, the other night, I ate five snack-size reese cups just to get my bowels going in the right direction and did it ever work! It ended up being about 40 grams of sugar, which was just what the doctor ordered. How crazy it is that good ol Reeses provides me more constipation relief than an actual stool softener. It makes me realize how my body basically rejects the sugar and pushes it through all the while, which is really the exact reaction I was going for. Now, I know when I was on the Standard American Diet, over 300 pounds and basically miserable, sugar did not effect me in this way.... at all.
I am thinking about getting more strawberries, just as a natural and low-carb healthy option which would probably help keep me regular.
Also, did you know that a piece of pumpkin bake boasts three grams of fiber???
Anyway, surgery was Tuesday morning and while in recovery, I actually felt the earthquake! At first, I thought it was just some woman knocking into my hospital bed, but no, it was the actual earth quaking. Once others said that they felt it too, I got really scared. Being in recovery post-surgery is no way to feel an earthquake. I was just wondering what floor of the hospital I was even on, but I was in too much pain to really worry about it much.
By the time I got home on Thursday, my gf picked up a free wheelchair for me from a program called Lending Hands. They will lend you medical equipment for three months for no charge and if you want it for longer? Just let them know and you can borrow it for up to nine months.
The staff was amazing, except for one nurse. I'm not joking when I say that she was taking my pain medications. It took me a little while to realize what was up, but she kept bringing me half-pills to take, when I was not even asking for them. My mom told me that was a red flag because all of other nurses were bringing me full pills. I spoke with the director of nursing this morning and she thanked me for the tip. Also, when she showed up for her shift, she seemed like she had a bad cold which subsided as soon as she got her fix?! I almost did not call the director of nursing, but people up there need their pain pills, dammit, so I'm glad that I called her to investigate. It's one thing if she takes my meds, but those older people getting hip and knee replacements, need their meds.
I'm a sharp tack and I'm glad that I saw right through her. I have been kind of wanting to call and report it, but also like, well, whatever, but I had to. I'm the opposite of a tattle-tale or a narc, but she is making damn good money as an RN and she is in charge of patient care. Somebody who has a pain pill addiction certainly should not be passing them out... in halves!
I guess it's not for nothing if she gets help. My brother, who is an RN, told me that they have free programs for these nurses to get off the pain meds, so maybe it will be a good thing if she gets help.
How are YOU all doing??
I go back to my surgeon on Wednesday, which is only two short days away. He is going to take a look at my knee and I just know it's going to be good news. I've had a lot of itchiness in the knee, which is a sure sign of healing!
- Double burger on an oopsie with lettuce, onion, mustard mayo and low carb ketchup
- Two hot dogs
- Two hot dogs
- Pumpkin bake
Well, I'm home from surgery! I had an open wedge osteotomy of my femur, which changed the angle of my knee and hopefully all that darn, unnecessary arthritic pain. After a week of the anti-inflammatories (per doctor's orders because they thin your blood), I was in so much pain with my poor knee that I was just looking to any kind of surgery to lessen the knee pain... and it worked! I'm in a wheelchair most of the time, but I also use the walker for some stuff.
The goal of surgery was to remove a suitably-large wedge of bone from my hip to insert into the top of my leg (right above my femur). I still haven't seen the incision on my knee, but the pain is already much less than it was pre-surgery, even during a rain storm, where my then-arthritic knee would have been just aching and complaining the ENTIRE time where I could not even enjoy the rain like I once did.
My surgeon was very happy with how the surgery went and instead of taking four hours, they were done in a mere ninety minutes! The iliac crest that took from my hip is much more painful than the knee surgery itself, at least at this stage of the game.
I chose low-carb fare at the hospital and let's just say that I could not get rid of my constipation for days, due to the huge amount of pain meds that they had me on. IV morphine makes for not going to the bathroom with ease! They do have me on a regular twice-a-day dose of a stool softener, just to keep me regular with the medication I'm taking for pain.
(TMI Alert!)
Desperate and not having gone in five days, the other night, I ate five snack-size reese cups just to get my bowels going in the right direction and did it ever work! It ended up being about 40 grams of sugar, which was just what the doctor ordered. How crazy it is that good ol Reeses provides me more constipation relief than an actual stool softener. It makes me realize how my body basically rejects the sugar and pushes it through all the while, which is really the exact reaction I was going for. Now, I know when I was on the Standard American Diet, over 300 pounds and basically miserable, sugar did not effect me in this way.... at all.
I am thinking about getting more strawberries, just as a natural and low-carb healthy option which would probably help keep me regular.
Also, did you know that a piece of pumpkin bake boasts three grams of fiber???
Anyway, surgery was Tuesday morning and while in recovery, I actually felt the earthquake! At first, I thought it was just some woman knocking into my hospital bed, but no, it was the actual earth quaking. Once others said that they felt it too, I got really scared. Being in recovery post-surgery is no way to feel an earthquake. I was just wondering what floor of the hospital I was even on, but I was in too much pain to really worry about it much.
By the time I got home on Thursday, my gf picked up a free wheelchair for me from a program called Lending Hands. They will lend you medical equipment for three months for no charge and if you want it for longer? Just let them know and you can borrow it for up to nine months.
The staff was amazing, except for one nurse. I'm not joking when I say that she was taking my pain medications. It took me a little while to realize what was up, but she kept bringing me half-pills to take, when I was not even asking for them. My mom told me that was a red flag because all of other nurses were bringing me full pills. I spoke with the director of nursing this morning and she thanked me for the tip. Also, when she showed up for her shift, she seemed like she had a bad cold which subsided as soon as she got her fix?! I almost did not call the director of nursing, but people up there need their pain pills, dammit, so I'm glad that I called her to investigate. It's one thing if she takes my meds, but those older people getting hip and knee replacements, need their meds.
I'm a sharp tack and I'm glad that I saw right through her. I have been kind of wanting to call and report it, but also like, well, whatever, but I had to. I'm the opposite of a tattle-tale or a narc, but she is making damn good money as an RN and she is in charge of patient care. Somebody who has a pain pill addiction certainly should not be passing them out... in halves!
I guess it's not for nothing if she gets help. My brother, who is an RN, told me that they have free programs for these nurses to get off the pain meds, so maybe it will be a good thing if she gets help.
How are YOU all doing??
I go back to my surgeon on Wednesday, which is only two short days away. He is going to take a look at my knee and I just know it's going to be good news. I've had a lot of itchiness in the knee, which is a sure sign of healing!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Open Wedge Osteotomy of Femur
My femoral osteotomy is only 10 days away and it's totally unbelievable. I just can't believe it's all coming to fruition. I do believe that we beckon things into our life and I'm certainly wanting this surgery to improve my quality of life. I have read some horror stories about people wondering why they had the surgery done, but this was still during the no-weight-bearing phase.
Since I am 29 years old, a surgery like this is sometimes preferred over a total joint replacement, because it has the potential to last longer. Not only that, but a total knee replacement wouldn't even solve my core issues, which are mainly a malunion of my tibia and femur which causes a one inch leg length discrepancy. I'm getting an open wedge osteotomy of the femur, which means they are adding bone, whereas closed wedge means that they are removing bone. My doctor said it would be Dealer's Choice, but since I have one leg one inch shorter than the other, the adding-bone route would actually add length back to my shorter leg. My surgeon (and his assisting surgeon) are top notch in orthopedic care and I'm schedule for a four-hour block on August 23rd. The bone they are adding is from the pelvis, but I have no clue where the actual incision will be.
I will probably end up getting a tibial osteotomy shortly after the first of the year to really maximize my benefits of getting some pain relief.
I'm kind of amazed at modern medicine and I'm just so fortunate to be reaping some of the benefits of our amazing health care system.
Am I terrified? Of course.
Oh, and I'm at my lowest-weight-ever.... 222.2... Down from 306.4... I'm going onward and downward as Harry would say because this continued weight loss is just going to make my recovery all the easier.
Since I am 29 years old, a surgery like this is sometimes preferred over a total joint replacement, because it has the potential to last longer. Not only that, but a total knee replacement wouldn't even solve my core issues, which are mainly a malunion of my tibia and femur which causes a one inch leg length discrepancy. I'm getting an open wedge osteotomy of the femur, which means they are adding bone, whereas closed wedge means that they are removing bone. My doctor said it would be Dealer's Choice, but since I have one leg one inch shorter than the other, the adding-bone route would actually add length back to my shorter leg. My surgeon (and his assisting surgeon) are top notch in orthopedic care and I'm schedule for a four-hour block on August 23rd. The bone they are adding is from the pelvis, but I have no clue where the actual incision will be.
I will probably end up getting a tibial osteotomy shortly after the first of the year to really maximize my benefits of getting some pain relief.
I'm kind of amazed at modern medicine and I'm just so fortunate to be reaping some of the benefits of our amazing health care system.
Am I terrified? Of course.
Oh, and I'm at my lowest-weight-ever.... 222.2... Down from 306.4... I'm going onward and downward as Harry would say because this continued weight loss is just going to make my recovery all the easier.
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