3 Months

My 3 month check up with Dr. Brader went very well. My blood work showed a slight deficit in Vitamins A and D. So I'm taking an extra supplement to keep those levels up. I was borderline ok with my iron. But I did reveal to Kevin, my dietician, that I take my iron pill every other day due to the havoc it causes on my bowels. After a little hand slap, I agreed to take it every day. Dr. Brader was impressed with my results being ahead of the game. He told me a weird stat that rural patients between month 3 and 6 lose 25 pounds and urban patients lose 30 pounds. So, he said he will give me the urban stat to meet even though I am rural. So, my next goal for month 6 is 30 more pounds which will put me at 185 and into "onederland". Dr. B gave me an preemptive congrats on hitting the 100's. That has been seen since, since, since...I don't know when. I didn't really weigh myself too much back then. I can measure better by pant size.
Yes, it's been 3 months. So hard to believe that much time has passed. I guess that's a good thing. It means that the struggle isn't so bad. There are aspects of my life that are changing and becoming habit. It's a strange feeling to be turning into someone who looks different and does different things. Sure, I think there are parts of me that are the same. I'm still sarcastic, bossy (recently reminded of this by my own mother), independent, like to laugh and still enjoy bad reality television. My hope is to not lose who I am as the weight is coming off. But this is what I have noticed recently after losing almost 60 pounds; people are nicer to and include me more in conversations. Now, is this because I'm thinner or is it because I'm happier and more approachable? This is something to ponder. But I can feel myself becoming happier and embracing things with a more positive attitude. Not a bad "side effect" of weight loss surgery.