Two Week's Notice...

I did it, I survived, and I'm here to tell the story..  Two week pre-op liquids, two weeks post-op liquids..  That is four freaking weeks of liquid - yes, I AM a survivor, a warrior princess, a super-hero..  Uhm.. I suppose that was a tad bit melodramatic, but hey - I drank my FOOD, my life's very sustenance for the last four weeks, my brain is liquid here!  Mushies, here I come!!

An official update:  The weight is coming off quickly but I know that it is going to slow down once I begin adding actual FOOD into my day.  All in all, I am pretty much completely healed and feel as good, no...  make that better than I had before I went into surgery two weeks ago.  The bubbles are blessedly gone..  All of the tiny incisions have healed and the port incision still needs covering, but just a tiny bandaid.  I'm healing so well that I forget at times that my band is in me..  Sometimes that's not a good thing, either.   I've posted a couple of "before" pictures (ack!!!) in the page called, "just the facts, Ma'am" over there on the right -->  I've also added a ticker as well if you're interested in "just the facts..."

Oh!  I am sooo excited!  Stace from over at Ready to Realize and her Hubs are compiling the list for the Secret Bandits!  If you're interested in participating, pop over to her blog and sign up!!  The more the merrier!!  Should be lots of fun!  I've got to start thinking of "band-baggies" to send out to my Secret Bandit....  Well, I guess technically, "I" will be the "Secret Bandit" - but you know what I mean...

Nothing much happening here at the ponderosa today.  We have our GrandAngel (who is two....) and I've had my workout for the day!  ...wonders how many calories are burned running through the master bedroom and scooping up an entire UNrolled roll of toilet paper, cleaning his finger-painting off my bathroom toilet - he used my foundation, scrubbing orange juice out of a tan carpet, lifting him about a bajillion times onto the slide because his schtoompy little legs can't quite do the ladder rungs yet, pulling him OFF the poor coon hound who is forever giving me the "I am NOT a horse" look, continually running through the house turning OFF all the lights he's turned on - and the list goes on - over and over and over again!  I actually looked forward to "Grammy needs a time out" and reading "One Fish, Two Fish...." several times over this afternoon! 

I hope your week is turning out to be ab-fab-amundo!!
Until Next Time!