Restarting this blog, so this will be my first post. Hi, I’m Karri, aka Flea. I’ll update my About page if you want to know more about me.

I’m starting on a fantabulous adventure (a few actually!)! In just five more days and a wake up, I’m having RNY Gastric Bypass surgery. It’s been a long journey to get here, but I’m glad I stuck with it. At my biggest, just two weeks ago, I weighed 270 pounds. On May 7th, I started my pre-op diet and have so far (9 days later) lost 15 pounds. Putting me at 255. I never want to see the number 270 on the scale again.

It’s not too hard to stick to because it keeps you feeling full. I do have cravings, temptations, emotional eating that wants to pop up, but so far I have been able to keep my eye on the prize – surgery and weight loss. To the left is a picture of me at my heaviest, 270 pounds. BMI of 50. I did not take measurements because I didn’t think I’d start shedding the weight until after the surgery. On surgery day I’ll do more pictures and do the weight and measurements. I plan on making a memory book on my journey. I want a picture, weight and measurements once a month to go in the book. So I can look at it and see how far I’ve come, and if I start gaining weight, remind myself the hard work it was to lose it all.

For 12 years I have been battling this weight and only getting bigger. Now I’m taking my life, my health, my happiness into my own hands (so to speak, I know it is all God’s) and I’m going to lose this weight and have the skin surgery and look and feel terrific! I’m going to be able to go hiking and camping and all of that jazz that I love to do. I can’t wait to heal enough to start working out seriously and get my butt in shape! Yay!

My other adventure is starting soon – I will be training my own service dog (Golden Retriever)! I’ve wanted a service dog for YEARS, but this year I started a gofundme account at www.gofundme.com/ptsd-service-dog-for-karri  And we’ve raised enough to buy the puppy and the first few months of training! I’m getting a female dog, I just feel more comfortable with that. She’s going to be born this upcoming weekend, right before my surgery. They will pick out my girl during week 3 or 4, meaning they will do certain little tests to see which is best suited to being a service dog. I’ll get to go visit her week 5 or 6, yay! And by law here you can’t take them home till they are 8 weeks old, so around mid-July. Oh, and her name will be Hope. Unless I look at her and she is so not that name. We’ll have to see. I’m so excited!

I’m also training our little dog right now, he needs to learn to obey better and… he attacks the door and goes berserk barking and growling. He’s bit my foot before when I tried to shoo him away from the door. so we are working on that now. His name is Pickles and he weighs a little less than 25 pounds. He’s a snuggle bug with the kids, and loves to play only he hasn’t figured out how fetch works, he plays keep-away. He was on the streets for like 7 months before we got him from a shelter and he is definitely a scrounger. We can’t leave anything out where he could reach it, even if he has plenty of food. Anyway I figure I’ll keep training him along with my dog, if he learns it great, if he doesn’t, oh well. Any bit of training he can get will be good for him.

They say it takes about 18 months to reach your goal weight at my height and weight. That is about how long it takes to train a service dog.

One more thing that is going on that is great-yet-not, is that I got a cpap machine. Now I’m not happy that I need one, but man am I getting better sleep since I got it!

Well, it’s late, so I am off to bed!

Thank you for joining me on my journey, and have a blessed day!

~Flea

 

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