Monday, April 26, 2010

One week

I am excitedly starting to panic. My husband and daughter leave in just 1 week. I'm leaving 3 days later. I have SO much to do. There is no way it can all get done. Deep breaths....deep breaths...
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  1. NicholeApril 26, 2010 at 12:11 PM

    You can do it! Remember, Brandon and I packed up our entire home, found a new place, and battled the stomach flu in less than a week! :) (Granted, I'm still trying to organize from that debacle, but it CAN be done!)

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  2. Rob7534April 28, 2010 at 8:55 AM

    So you're leaving to MS. To live near the beach. Wow.

    What the hell dude! Why was I not consulted?

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  3. TonyaApril 28, 2010 at 6:38 PM

    Rob! You're alive! If you weren't consulted, it was the Air Force's fault. They tell Stephen where to go and we go. What happened to you, anyway?? I thought you fell off the face of the earth?

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  4. UnknownApril 28, 2010 at 10:43 PM

    Where have I been!?

    I've apparently become so massive I have developed my own gravitational force, the earth shrugged me off like so much dandruff.

    So, last week I had weight-loss surgery. Yes, the dreaded Gastric Bypass, not that easy little band they tie around people now-a-days.

    I'm in PAIN! The friendly folks who told me it would be all butterflies and balloons after the procedure were fucking LIARS! Hell, I almost dehydrated myself, my stomach is almost exactly 1 oz in size! I've been on the toilet for a week! A WEEK!

    But things have taken a turn for the better... I drank some apple juice today, and for the first time I didn't have to poop! The stomach isn't fighting with me as much anymore, and I've learned to just give up, and do what the Dr's tell me. Clear liquid diet, until next Wed! Read that as: WATER & BROTH! It's just easier that way, and give "the pouch" time to heal, and adjust... and let my body rest.

    Monday they take out the staples... it looks like a metal shark bit me!

    Obviously, the pounds have melted off me this past week, rather like a stick of butter in the microwave. I don't even recognize myself in the mirror anymore, it's very disconcerting!

    I'm obviously malnourished, and well... I guess I have reserves in store for that, but am having an EXTREMELY difficult time getting enough protein.

    I did this to myself, I suppose I shouldn't complain, except that I can NEVER go back to my old ways, and that both delights and petrifies me at the same time.

    It's so sad I don't even remember what it feels like to be hungry anymore. A few sips of water, a spoon full of broth, and I'm good. My only happiness lately are sugar-free Popsicles. Ohh... how I love those.

    I watched someone eat pizza on television the other day, a perfect pepperoni pizza, sizzling, and hot, and melty-slightly-burnt cheese on it's crust... and all I could think about is: I can't eat you... maybe not for 6weeks! But please, just let me lick it! I JUST WANT TO LICK IT... PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Anyway babe, glad to hear you're getting your travel on. Let me know when you get to Hawaii! Tell your man I said "holla!"

    Ps. does this mean I will never meet the fabulous flamboyant flaming guy who works under your husband? That is a true shame, because I would have ROCKED his world!

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  5. TonyaApril 29, 2010 at 9:39 AM

    Who are you talking about?? I don't remember anyone flaming who has worked for him?? Even if I did (and I don't) I can't out them anyway until this dumbass don't ask don't tell policy is listed and homosexuals are free to openly serve as such! So you have to shush because if you know something that I don't remember, this blog is public and I can't have his superiors finding out!

    One of my good friends had the surgery done last summer and she is so healthy now and just has a few more pounds to go to get into her healthy weight range. The surgery really worked well for her. She looks and feels amazing. You will too! I want pictures of when you're all buff and stuff! Good luck with your recovery. According to my friend, that's the worst part...once you're feeling OK again, everything is purely mental. Shit, a gooey cake place opened here in the town I live in and I've managed to gain 7 pounds since it opened....hmmm...maybe it's a good thing we're moving away. And hey...if you ever want a budget beach vacation, we'll have a guest bedroom! The base is about a half a mile or so from the beach....where all the hot guys come for spring break you know ;)

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  6. UnknownApril 29, 2010 at 10:09 AM

    I meant the allegedly flaming person, my bad.

    Speaking of healthy, they took away my high blood pressure medication, my cholesterol medication, and my water pill! In one week! I'm medicine free apparently, except I'll have to take vitamins now until perhaps... eternity. I just want them to take the Cpap away, it's starting to bother me at night for some reason.

    Pictures of when I'm buff & stuff... wow, I can't ever imagine that, I've NEVER been buff, I've always been a big guy even when I was a kid.

    Anyway, thanks for the words of encouragement, I appreciate it greatly. Maybe in a year from now, I'll tell others that the surgery is all butterflys and balloons, and rainbows and clowns as well. It's just too new for me at this point.

    Thanks for the invite babe, try to have fun with the move, I know it sucks, having to pack up everything you've ever owned in your life, and hauling it away... what a nightmare. Just leave all your old shit there, and get new shit. Make a clean start... new EVERYTHING! YAY! Max out those plastics.

    I'm glad you're blogging/journalling whatever you call it, again.

    By the way... rob (nickname from grade school) is avelardo (my first name.) Sorry if there was any confusion.

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  7. TonyaApril 29, 2010 at 10:40 AM

    I know who you are, goober! The Air Force is coming in and packing 95% of it. We just have to take whatever we think we'll need for a week of living without our stuff (basically we pack like we're going on vacation for a week - our temporary house has furniture, pots, pans, tv, etc.) and all of the liquids and food because they won't pack those. Well we hardly have any food to take down except for a handful of canned goods, but you don't realize how many liquids you have in your house until you go through it looking for them....soap, shampoo, cleaning supplies, lotions, makeup, the list goes on and on. Some guys are coming to pack on Tuesday and then Wednesday the truck driver comes and they pack it into the truck and take it away. I can't believe that a week from now, I'll be on my way to MS!

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