I am down to nearly 92 lbs. this morning. Oddly enough, I am always hungry and seem to eat constantly! The last time I recently weighed 92 was when the air was off due to the hurricane knocking out power and working in it. And before that was when I was twenty and I had gastritis and lost ten pounds, and I was five feet two inches and went down to ninety!
According to the BMI, Body Mass Index, I am underweight again.
You know I knew a woman in a high non-profit position who I had accused of being anorexic... She has Rheumatoid Arthritis and she admitted to me that her bones were very fragile and could not take a normal weight or being overweight and many had to be replaced, 26 when I knew her, and she admitted to being anorexic! She was five foot three and weighed eighty pounds! And a powerhouse of energy!
She stated that it helps with less pain!
But I am not doing my weight loss on purpose. Just rationalizing what it is.
Many bariatric/ bypass surgery patients usually start gaining back weight at their two-year mark, mine will be this Thursday the 5th.
Maybe back on June 30th, 2023 when a fellow named Ken the Uber driver drove me home from the hospital due to Hubby being held there due to hemorrhaging. Which he was getting very good care for and Hubby felt I should go home to take care of the fur babies, and since I no longer drive I had to get someone to pick me up... The driver told me he had bariatric surgery and at one point was six hundred pounds and to date, he had gained back one hundred of those pounds, scared me! I was a fraction of that and hadn't gained back any... but it made me worry that you could! Hypothyroidism, quitting smoking, and stopping exercising since at the time it would exacerbate my MS symptoms causing my more than one hundred pound gain! I met my new local surgeon when he removed my gallbladder in January of 2021. He suggested the bypass then. I was 235 when I had my first sleeve surgery in 2016 and then down to 145 when I had the bypass in 2022... my hiatal hernia was so big the surgeon said he never saw one that large, my GERD was severe and another thing that I cannot remember currently but I was a mess. The surgery was supposed to be on September 30, 2022, but Hurricane Ian came and destroyed the hospital on the 28th... By the time it was repaired, it was December and so on 12/05/22 I had my robotic bypass bariatric surgery... My base weight was usually 103 for most of my adult life.
Always in the back of the mind regaining the weight.
It could be temporary additional weight loss, and I will see the doctor in the interim.
Getting a professional opinion is a good idea whenever symptoms aren't clear or even if they are.
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now seven years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
My previous family turned me in, stating that I misbehaved with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 13-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there.
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen
days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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