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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Happy holidays

She'd kill me for using the adjective lovely, but the LOVELY Dagny Kight sent me this card


I'm alive and enjoying my real life life.
After the Newton tragedy I just couldn't take any more bad news.
So I just unplugged. I needed to.

But I'm here for you, just as always. In fact, I received a really awesome email that made me smile. You guys give just as much to me.

I am considering the sleeve and stumbled across your blog this morning.  I've been reading like a mad woman and I just wanted to tell you that you're freaking fantastic.  And precious.  And hilarious.  And inspirational.  And hilarious.  And and and...  I want to go get coffee or a , drink, but that would make me a stalker and we don't live anywhere near each other.  ;)  (Details.) Anyway, I just wanted to say thanks for putting it all out there and sharing the good, bad and ugly.  It's helpful (to me, at least!).  I'm off to my consult now, but I will be back later for more reading.
I love hearing from you so keep the emails coming and I'll keep up my end of the bargain. And I actually DO meet up for drinks...and coffee...and Ethiopian food...and cupcakes. Let me know if you're in the area ( or would like to fly me to yours). Oh yeah, Keep your eyes peeled for at least TWO fantastic giveaways. One is a book, the other is a super fantastic protein shake.
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BIG SHOUT OUT TO MY OBESITY HELP PEEPS!!!! Two of my recipes are featured in their January newsletter. Woohoo! Merry Christmas to me indeed. Anyway, I'm just checking in with you guys and I will talk to you again really soon.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Why did I choose to have the Gastric Sleeve


I'm not going to go into my motivations for having surgery, events and issues that compelled me to make that decision. This is the question that I'm answering.....

Once I made the decision to have surgery, why did I choose the particular surgery that I chose?

The major weight loss surgeries are Gastric Bypass (Roux-en-y or RNY) and the LapBand (or adjustable Gastric Banding) When I was considering surgery, those were the only two options that I was aware of. However as I started researching and looking at ALL available options I found out that there are LOTS of surgeries to choose from.

img source BariatricSurgeryResource.com

RNY
Lap Band/ Realize Band
The Bilopancreatic Diversion,
The Bilopancreactic Diversion with Duodenal Switch, The Duodenal Switch, DS,
Extended Roux-en-y, the ERNY
Gastric Sleeve, Vertical Sleeve Gastectomy, VSG, The Sleeve
Mini Gastric Bypass
Gastric Plication
Ileal Transposition (used to manage diabetes but can be used for weight loss)
Vertical Banded Gastroplasty, VBG

Are you confused? I know I was.

I know me and I know that I don't like to do things the right way. I'm a corner cutter, a luck pusher, a habitual line stepper. That is why I chose to not have a malabsorptive procedure.My ass would have ended up passed out somewhere in the middle of street looking ashy and depleted had I gotten one. That's not a good look for ya girl. You can't just take a Flintsone chewable and be done with it. There is a regimented vitamin schedule that you have to adhere to, and I knew that I wouldn't do it. And before anyone gets on here telling me that we need to take vitamins with ALL procedures, the fact is that malabsortive procedures can cause major, life threating deficiencies in a very short period of time. There is a difference.
I know a lot of you think that after the surgery you're going to be a new person with a new agenda and a whole new set of new habits. That may be true for a few things, but the core of you doesn't change. If you're the person who forgets to take pills now, you'll be that same person after surgery. If you ARE on point already, then you may do quite well with the Gastric Bypass or the DS.

RNY
Lap Band/ Realize Band

The Bilopancreatic Diversion,
The Bilopancreactic Diversion with Duodenal Switch, The Duodenal Switch, DS, 
Extended Roux-en-y, the ERNY
Gastric Sleeve, Vertical Sleeve Gastectomy, VSG, The Sleeve
Mini Gastric Bypass
Gastric Plication
Ileal Transposition (used to manage diabetes but can be used for weight loss)
Vertical Banded Gastroplasty, VBG

Vertical Banded Gastroplasty is an older procedure and has fallen out of favor with surgeons, but there ARE people who have done well with it. Gastric plication on the other hand is a new procedure, but it was a little too new for me to feel comfortable with it. I X'ed those off of the list.


RNY
Lap Band/ Realize Band

The Bilopancreatic Diversion,
The Bilopancreactic Diversion with Duodenal Switch, The Duodenal Switch, DS, 
Extended Roux-en-y, the ERNY
Gastric Sleeve, Vertical Sleeve Gastectomy, VSG, The Sleeve
Mini Gastric Bypass
Gastric Plication
Ileal Transposition (used to manage diabetes but can be used for weight loss)
Vertical Banded Gastroplasty, VBG

So I was left with the Sleeve and Lap Band. As a cash patient there was only 1000 dollars difference between the two surgeries so that wasn't an issue. I had a friend that did EXCEEDINGLY well with the Lap Band, so that is why I initially thought I wanted it. However there is a LOT of tweaking and adjusting with the Lap Band and with no insurance those appointments would have added up to more money on top of the surgical expense. In addition to that fact, having a part of my anatomy cut, pulled out of a hole in my belly and tossed in the biohazard bin actually seemed a little less radical than having something put in. You may decide that having a removable device is less drastic.

There are trade offs with each surgery, but you have to look at yourself and take honest stock of what it is that YOU want and weigh everything out. There are success stories no matter which procedure you look at.

If you're still in the research phase or even if you're post surgery, check out TheBariatricSurgeryResource.com.  It's an easy to navigate website chock full of information and they have a kick ass infographic under the Weight Loss Surgery Comparison tab.

If you're reading this and you've already had surgery, would you still pick the same procedure again?

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

I Think that Today is Going to be a good One!


Today has started out really, really well. Yesterday I woke up ready to commit to making a new start-eating more fresh fruit and veggies, cutting out processed stuff, even heading back to the gym. I don't know what possessed me to wake up like that, but when you get bit by the bug, its best not to question it. I bought a TON of heathly foods for the week and I've vowed that no cupcake will cross my lips this week. I thought of the cupcake part just now as I was typing and it seems like a good idea. This will probably be the week that the International, Top Chef, Best in Show, Free Cupcake Conference comes to Dallas. My insides just wilted a little.....Oh well....
Well this is a bit of good news! I woke up this morning to find that I was nominated for Unsung Hero in WEGO's Heath Activist Awards.I'm surprised that I wasn't nominated for "Most Creative Use of a Lady-Boy's Crotch in a Blog Post, but this is SO awesome. There are lots of different categories so make sure to nominate YOUR favorite health activists. Shhh. I don't want to tell too many secrets, but Chrissy of SoManyWays.Net and ExciteableGurelle.com is one of my nominees. Can you guess which category? I'm far from finished and keep in mind she is only one of the people that I have nominated. You  might be one, too. 
The reset is going well too. I had a protein shake for breakfast and I just finished up a lunch of lean ground beef seasoned with garlic and my special homemade Ethiopian spice mixture. I topped it off with sauteed onions and it was super delicious, super easy, and super inexpensive. Tonight's dinner is already in the works. Clearly I am VERY excited about this new burst of motivation. I am going to ride this bitch til the wheels fall off.....or she runs out of gas.....or a get I a speeding ticket.....and get handcuffed.....and get put in the back of a squad car....or a paddywagon cause that sounds better. Anyway, which ever is first.

I hope that you are finding your own mojo. Maybe it just might find you.

Monday, November 26, 2012

This is me hitting the reset button on the week


I woke up ready for a fresh start and this is what I did. I had a LONG day so this is very short and not so sweet, but I'll be back tomorrow to blog a little more. I've got to make my "Reset Dinner" lol


What are you doing to make this a more healthful, productive week?

Monday, November 12, 2012

Defeated and feeling Defeeted


   
There is a lot of stuff on my mind today and I'm feeling a little run down.
I want to talk about my emotions and while I am open and expressive most days, today I'm having a really hard time trying to pin down into words to explain what I am feeling. Finding the balance today, the sweet spot, is as elusive as that delicious calorie free cupcake I've been seeking. I feel a little raw, on the verge of spilling over the top of the dike with a torrent of "frustration" and "despondency". I need to get it off of my chest, rip it off like taking off a uniform after a double shift. But then I"ll be naked and you'll see through me.

Laying it all out on the table, I do. I'm honest about everything I'm going through. There is a difference between laying "it" on the table and laying yourself on the table. Tell me if you think that you could bear that. Today I can only put pieces on the table.

I look at this mess in my house and I feel defeated.
I hear unaswered pleas echoing in my head and I feel defeated.
I see the deaf ears on which they fall and I feel defeated.
I miss my Mama.
I see these chipped up ass toe nails and I feel de"feet"ed.
On a day like today, it doesn't take much.

The specifics, the who/what/when/where/why/how, of my feelings really do not matter: Here is the truth- You are not promised a golden life just because you lose weight. People die, disappoint you, leave you, hurt you, embarrass you, dislike you, and you even do the same to yourself. Weight loss surgery isn't an inoculation against anything. The only thing it can offer you is the chance to have a better quality of life.

And even though I feel defeated today, I know that I am not.
I'm going to get up, get moving, get on with my day and enjoy the new quality of life that I have.

These fucking dishes will have to wait until I get back.



Monday, November 5, 2012

Which came first? Food or the food issue?


I was loved as a child.
There is no abuse or trauma in my history.
For the most part, I was well liked and had a happy childhood.

So how did I get to the point that my weight was so unmanageable that I needed weight loss surgery to find my authentic self again??

There is a prevailing thought in the weight loss surgery world that there has to be a root issue in the "Why" of obesity. Personally, I don't think that there necessarily is. Food in and of itself is the problem.

Let's say that you are absolutely in love with the Waning Woman Bakery's red velvet cupcakes. You swing by the bakery before work, on lunch, and even after work to get your fix. You don't know WHY you can't resist the siren song of buttery, sweet, goodness and after a while you start to feel bad about it. A couple of weeks later, you see Waning Woman plastered all of the local news because it's been discovered that she's putting crack into the cupcakes!! Lawd a mercy. How would you feel then? Outraged? You should because that is basically what has happened with all of the processed foods that we eat. Don't discount for a second that there are teams of food scientists terrorists whose sole job is to make the food that we eat as addictive as possible.
OOOHH! This crazy heffa been lacing the cupcakes! Y'all know imma be dressed just like that too.

Furthermore, humans are designed to seek food and store food as efficiently as possible. In the not so distant past, food was scarce. We spent most of our day just trying to acquire food. We had to hunt and gather and we were constantly burning calories just to acquire calories. In that environment it would make complete sense to eat and eat past the point of satiety.

The problem is, we no longer live in that environment. Our genes drive us to eat and seek food. We're really fucking good at it. Couple that with crackish frankenfoods, the artificially flavored, calorie dense stuff that is just a drive through away and you have a recipe for an obesity epidemic. This particular recipe doesn't need crack added.

I have been reading Powerful Hunger authored by Dagny Kight,
(a book you should pick up by the way) and in it she tackles some of these exact points. This woman really knows her stuff and she is maintaining an over 170 lb weight loss of proof of that effort. Her empowering, no-nonsense approach to obesity and overcoming obesity is really a breath of fresh air in an arena of myths and flat out lies. Her latest YouTube post, Release the Weight of Shame, really resonated with me. You've got to see it for yourself.


You're not fat because you're broken. When the zombie apocalypse comes, these fat storage, food seeking genes will be all the rage again. Be kind to yourself no matter what side of the fight you are on. Stay strong!








Friday, October 26, 2012

The Obesity Action Coalition "Your Weight Matters" National Convention


I won second place in a recruitment contest and scored tickets to attend the OAC convention in Dallas and I'm having a SUPER time.
Yesterday I did an intensive advocacy training session so that yours truly can go to the Hill or other government offices and promote change in the way that obesity and obesity treatment are handled. I've also met some blog followers and I have to tell you that it TRULY touches me when you tell me that you read my stuff :) Were it not for you, I'd not be Waning Woman, I'd be just another chick with a sleeve. Thank you so much for your love and support.
If you see a fabulously dressed girl with killer heels and a walk to match, its probably me. Come up and say hi.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Obesity Help Atlanta 2012


I got a coupon code for a big discount on your ticket to this event- WWoman12!

I'm feeling a little better and looking at attending some of the upcoming conferences next month. I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY want to go to the Obesity Help event in Atlanta.

I went to my first OH event in New Orleans last year and I met some really incredible people and had a hell of a time while doing it. While I understand sometimes the women on the boards can get a little catty, the people behind the scenes who actually run OH are a really great bunch. Kim Gyurina, the events manager there, was one of the people who reached out to me when my mom passed. You do not forget something like that. Staff member Rusty Martinez is warm, and funny, and a RIOT. We gave Bourbon St. hell and have the pictures to prove it. They aren't hard to find if you know where to look :))

The agenda is informative and jam packed with events like

-Clothing Exchange
-Fashion Show
-Lots of QA panels

Companies like Premier Protein (y'all know I love them!), New Whey, Bariatric Advantage, Celebrate, and BJ's Bariatrics will be there

My ticket to the event is covered, my lodging is arranged, but what I need is a plane ticket from DFW to ATL. If any of you have any plane ticket procuring skills, are having an affair with a pilot, or just filthy rich please contact me so I can get there. I really, really, really, really wanna go!!!!
I'm also looking at ad placement on the blog, my booty, and any other legal forms of advertising and promotion for corporate sponsorship. Get me there! If you're roadtripping it and swing through Dallas, let me know. Contact me at waningwoman@gmail.com so that we can figure out the specifics.

When you do buy your ticket, make sure you use the coupon code WWoman12 for a serious discount.



Wednesday, September 12, 2012

I wanted my mother to die


I've been sitting on this post for a very long time and I'm not sure how to finish it. I'm going to add what I can and publish it though.


The Thing of Which I Will Not Speak is no longer in my life.

It is resolved.
It is over and done.
It should be cause for celebration because it is dead and gone.....

But so is my mama.

Cancer that kept popping up like a sinister Wack-a-Mole game, The Thing if Which I Will Not Speak, took her away from me yesterday morning.


Earlier in the week as she got weaker and weaker and her moments of willing response began to wane, it was clear that ventilator or not, she wasn't long for this world. But there were hopeful signs, edema going down, responding to our conversations by blinking, and on some days the optimism would begin to build a little.
When you ask a caregiver how they are doing and they say "Fine," voice full of cheery enthusiasm and certainty you want to believe it, need to believe it.
You rationalize in your head. "They would never give occupational therapy to a dying person."
One doctor had the courage to tell weakly say "That you need to make a decision" but they don't really tell you what that decision means. Why do I have to make a decision? If I'm hearing that my mother is doing "Fine" why do I have to make a decision?! What are you not telling me?!? But somewhere inside you know what they're not telling you but as long as nobody speaks it, you can keep that little spark of promise.......

9/12/12....and you keep it until you see it for yourself. I wanted her to get better, but I also wanted her to get worse.
 I wanted my mother die.
I didn't want to be a part in making a decision.
 I thought that it would have been easier for us to come into the room one day and her heart had just given out.
It would be more tolerable for her to go to sleep and never wake back up again.
I didn't know that making a decision would give me one of the most profound moments of my life.

She'd been mostly unresponsive after intubation and even after they removed her propofol, a sedative, she still wasn't responding. I told myself that she was just tired and of course her caregivers offered no explanation other than "We don't know why she won't wake up." She wasn't waking up because she was dying. The day that my Daddy has to sign the paperwork to extubate her, I knew she was dying. Her feet were getting cold, her cath bag contents were very dark and cloudy. Every system in her body was shutting down. We called everybody. They removed her from the ventilator.

Surrounded by all of her sisters and brothers, children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews with the last little bit of strength that she had, she opened her eyes. During her last hour or so of meaningful wakefulness, every single person came to her bedside told her how much they loved her and with her eyes, she did the same. Slack jawed, her face a little contorted from lying on one side, she flashed the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen as she tried to mouth the words "I love you". One by one we said our goodbyes and just a little after that she closed her eyes and lapsed back into a state of semiconciousness.

Peacefully and as and beautiful as ever, she passed into the next world just 14 hours later.

I might not be around as much as I try to sort through all of my feelings and figure out how to live without her, but keep me in your thoughts. You are never far away from mine.



Thursday, August 2, 2012

Waning Woman's Organo Gold Coffee Giveaway


Just letting you know that on the Waning Woman Facebook Fan Page  there will be a giveaway of a sample pack of Organo Gold coffee so you need to make sure that you comment on the official entry thread for your chance to win.
Also, make doubly sure you stop by the sponsor's page, Best Cup of Coffee,  and like them for an extra chance to win! She is offering up a sample pack with  Noir, Latte, Hot Chocolate, Cafe Mocha, and Green Tea.

If you win, please be more excited about your coffee than this sad sack!

No tweeting, no linking, no nothing. Just comment on my fan page for your chance to enter.

Look for Sleevie Wonder in the upper left corner of the blog page for a link to my fan page and like me by golly. You should also follow me on Twitter, too. Email me, waningwoman@tie-me-up-spank-me-and-feed-me-CAKE!.com I'm all over them damn interwebz!

Sssshhh. Don't tell anybody, but if you comment on this post, you'll get an extra, extra, chance to win. I love my readers!

Image: FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Fasting for Ramadan after Weight Loss Surgery


It is once again the month of Ramadan. For those of you not familiar with Ramadan it is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar during which strict fasting is observed from sunrise to sunset.
As I stated in one of my Ramadan posts last year, I am not a Muslim, but I respect Muhammad as a true prophet of God and I think that fasting, when done with the right intentions, can be very beneficial. Besides, there can't be anything wrong with it if all three of the biggest religions prescribe fasting. I'm sure my parents would think I was crazy though.

BUT, I don't really feel like waxing spiritual or philosphical, just respect the fact that I believe what I believe.

Honestly, I'm too worn out to really go into any sort of deep or profound dialogue. The fast has been extremely hard this year. I'm not really complaining, just talking about what some of the challenges are and what some of the specific post wls challenges are.
I think the biggest factor is that Ramadan is now in the summer; it doesn't occur in a specific Gregorian calendar month and the dates vary from year to year. Ramadan is always on the same day of the Islamic calendar. Since the Gregorian calendar is a solar calendar and the Islamic calendar is a lunar calendar, the difference means Ramadan moves (up) in the Gregorian calendar approximately 11 days every year.
In 2013 it will be from the 9th of July until the 7th of August
In 2014 it will be from the 28th of June until the 27th of July
and so and and so forth
There won't be a reprieve any time soon.

Last night, I broke my fast with a cheeseburger topped with roasted corn and guacamole. My mouth was watering at the sight of it and the anticipation damn near killed me. Eyes half glazed over from delirium, I took a bite....and then another bite......and then
I. Was. Done.
I wanted to eat more, but I couldn't. It just was not possible.
I almost felt like crying.

I can't eat too late because of my acid reflux, and then there is the timing issue with foods and liquids, so I don't have a very big window in which I can eat. Should I wake up to have suhoor before sunrise, I better stay awake cause as soon as I fall asleep with a full belly of food there will be a code red, choking and regurgitating situation going on. Having food coming out of your nose while you're sleeping is almost as much fun as.....hell, it's not really fun at all..
So I really gotta get in as much calorie dense food as possible. Now is not the time for me to be filling up on fruits and vegetables or boneless skinless anything. I need full fat meat, olives, butter, avocado, peanut butter, spoonfuls of buttercream icing. Because that brings me to my next point....

Weight loss. I'm losing a fair amount of weight and I can see it both in my clothes and out. I feel it. Though not reflected on the scale, this is the smallest I've been since my wls. I have to  readjust the adjust-a-button that is already in the jeans I'm wearing today. My button needs to be right up flush to the belt loop. These jeans have never fit like this and honestly, I think I look good. BUT, I'm only about a week and a half into this thing and I'm not done fasting until August 18th. I don't want to lose too much weight.
I'm not really worried too much about my body, I just don't want my face to start looking haggard. Though if it did, it would be of little consequence to you cause as far as you know I don't have a head OR a face. But, I've seen what too much weight loss looks like. I see it on the message boards, on facebook and I've even seen it in the faces of some of my friends. Nobody ever tells you that you look old in the face. *Raising my hand cause I'm guilty of it, too*

But, this has dragged on long enough and it is almost time for iftar, the evening meal which breaks the fast, so I gotta get running.

Give me the strength.





Thursday, July 19, 2012

Coffee after Weight Loss Surgery and Organo Gold Review

   
   
      STARBUUUUUUCKS!!!  (in my cake voice)

Post WLS coffee addiction obsession infatuation is alive, real, and kicking all the way down the street to it's first cup of the day. If you spend any amount of time around wlsers, you will see it.

I did a facebook post statistically correct, university funded, unbiased research study and found that the data does support my hypothesis that altered gut freaks are coffee freaks, too. And Greek yogurt freaks, but that's a whole nother post.

But I'm not a coffee freak. I'm a shoe freak, a cake freak, an EASY SLIDER TRUCK FREAK!!!!, a down and dirty, knee pads and.....hold up. I'm talking too much now (and sweating just a little bit in inappropriate places) Anyway, I'm not a coffee girl, so when my fellow WLS sister and crack coffee pusher, Jam Jackson, asked me to try out Organo Gold I was all like "I'm not one of those post ops" I might have a sip of coffee every couple of months or so, but she told me that they had green tea, hot chocolate, and other deliciousness in addition to coffee, so she sent me out a sample pack.
I'm not a big fan of stimulants and I have a tendency to hypochrondri-ize and anxiety-ize every heart flutter into a caffeine induced, full on, Redd Foxxesque heart attack. I'm fucking nuts. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that OrganoGold is low in caffeine. This coffee also has ganoderma, It's like an ancient Chinese secret with lots of health benefits. You can make your own judgement call on it. I know a lot about cupcakes, but very little about the Chinese and even less about their secrets.
The Hot Chocolate was really good. Even though it came out of a packet it tasted like there was a mini burner, a gallon of milk, and a grandma inside the package. The abuela even put a few drops of her special sweat inside!
The cafe mocha flavor was pretty good, too. The sweetness level was a little low so I added a little Splenda and it was just right. There was a slight herbal aftertaste, but it didn't really bother me. Keep in mind that I'm not a coffee connosieur and I probably can't tell the difference between Cafe Bustelo and the expensive shit that the civet poops out (pun TOOOTALLY intended), but it was good to my taste buds.


So why are so many post ops coffee nuts? In my educated, highly esteemed, universally regarded as true, opinion I think that there are several reasons why coffee is so popular in the wls community. Some are psychological and some are gustatory, but they make sense to ME. I'm just gonna tackle a couple.

A lot of obese people have food addictions. There is a big argument in the psychology world (and facebook too!) and some argue that most obese people are in fact NOT food addicts, but I know that there are a lot of current and former obese people who self identify as food addicts.
Weight loss surgery is surgery on your innards, NOT your brain and for some, the potential to develop cross addictions is very real. Once the ability consume food at will is impeded, there is a vacuum in the addictive/obsessive area of the brain. Coffee, more specifically caffeine, is the world's most widely consumed psychoactive drug so it stands to reason that it could easily take the place of food. For the most part, it is a relatively mild addiction with few huge pitfalls for most. A meth addict will rob you blind, resort to acts of violence and sell their great grandmother's antiques in the pursuit of a fix. A coffee addict will only resort to acts of violence  might give you a vicious side eye and a "Leave me the fuck alone."

Once upon time I was Atkinsing and jonesing HARD for a hot chocolate. This was WAY before we had the awesome array of SF products that we have today, so I was sitting around like twiddling my thumbs. I decided to get up and walk to the bookstore and as I did, I passed a coffee cart. I said, "Self, coffee is warm, brown and with a couple of packets of  Equal and one of Sweet n Low, it just might hit the spot." And it did!
Just about all wlsers are watching calories, carbs, or both and coffee can be as calorie free and carb free as you want. Now that I think about it, You can gussy it up with Torani syrups, trick it out in the blender with a few cubes of ice, amp it up with a little protein powder. You can do just about anything you want to it, and it can still fit into just about any post op way of eating. There is nothing you can say about coffee that you can't say about me.
Hot?....check!
Brown?...check!
wls friendly?...check!
steamy?...check!
might burn you?...umm...."not really"check. I got that situation fixed up. Damn yard sale toys and Dollar Tree bleach.

Anyway,
Did you know that the Bible says the man is to brew the coffee? There is even a whole book of the Bible devoted to this – Hebrews.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Premier Protein Gift Box Giveaway


   Hey yall! Just a short little post to give you the news. I'm here to announce that one of my favorite companies is sponsoring an appreciation giveaway on my FB Fan page.
If you've been following me for any length of time, you know that I am a Premier Protein stan! (Eminem reference ftw) I love their chocolate and vanilla shakes, strawberry shakes, cookies, and not only are their products delicious, their customer care is top notch.
If you're a Waning Woman FB fan, you have a chance to win a gift pack with 4 protein shakes (2 chocolate, 2 vanilla), and 6 protein bars (2 flavors of each. flavor - double chocolate crunch, peanut butter crunch, and yogurt peanut butter)

Yours might be a little different, but the snazzy red paper will invariably be there!

Stay tuned for the official entry on the Waning Woman Fan Page on Monday and while you're at it, stop by Premier's Fan Page and tell them that Waning Woman sent you. Don't say anything, but a little birdie told me that if you're a fan of both pages you get an extra entry. Shhhhh. This is just between us :)

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Generic Prevacid/Lansoprazole and Happiness


   Hello, hello, hello guys! It's been a really long time and I'm going to try to do my damnedest to not let this much time elapse between blog posts. I miss yall. Did yall miss me?

I might as well fill y'all in since I was outed by Foursquare anydamnway. So, as of last week, I am the mayor of Texas Oncology, and when you become a mayor it blasts it on FB. Needless to say, I received a couple of questions in my inbox. I assure you that I am ok. I was going to appointments daily with a good friend of mine and that's why I haven't blogged in a while. The treatment process isn't completely over yet, but the daily 85 mile roundtrip is a thing of the past. Now that things are a little closer to normal, I hope that my life can return to a routine that involves both blogging AND exercise.

If you guys remember, hell if I remember, I was damn near crying because I couldn't find Prevacid anywhere. Miserable was an understatement. Well, it suddenly reappeared on the shelf at a Target near my good friend, Shawn, and she took time on her off day to bring it to me. I almost moved to tears by such a huge gesture of friendship. She got me a 42 day supply, so between that and the Protonix I jacked from that old lady's purse at the rehab facility (long story) I was set up for a while. Getting back on my meds has made an enormous difference in the quality of my life and I have more than accepted the fact that I will need to take them for the rest of my life....Unless the rest of my life is in a zombie apocalypse, which means there will be no more factory production, and thus no more Prevacid. I've SERIOUSLY thought about this and this scares the shit out of me-more than the zombies.
Anyway, I was at Walmart the other day trying to find some grapes and after walking the store we realized that we were in the only Walmart without a fresh produce section. Still in disbelief, I kept walking and walked smack dab into a display with generic Prevacid, lansoprazole. Its always been available prescription strength, but now its available over the counter!!! So not only is my medication available again, it is now available in a more affordable generic formulation which will work just as effectively as the name brand stuff. I'm happier than a mermaid with a bag full of sea cucumbers! Total insidesque reference.
Yeah, the only protein for that meal was in the cheese and bacon.

My birthday was weekend was everything you'd expect a Waning Woman birthday to be-plenty of sashaying, some heels, CAAAAAAKE, and a lot of fun. I rode a mechanical bull, two stepped, acted a fool at karaoke (thank you for an incredibly good time, you), partook in the best chili, cheese, bacon fries IN THE WHOLE FREAKING STATE OF TEXAS AND YES I'M YELLING! But it is certainly not too late for you to help me celebrate. If you've been a blog lurker for a while, go ahead and join Google Friend Connect over there on the right hand side. Also, like the Waning Woman Fan Page on Facebook. Come on out, there isn't really a whole bunch of bad stuff that can happen. I mean there is a very slim chance of anything happening. The onliest thing you might need to worry about because of association with Waning Woman are track suit wearing Russians who are just a wee bit pissed that I somebody intercepted a cake shipment intended for one of their daughters big fat Gypsy weddings. I  Somebody was very careful though and licked up all of the buttercream fingerprint evidence and everybody knows that the Russians are stuck in pre-OJ level forensics.

Well I'm going to get ready for a belated birthday lunch in my honor. I'm hooking up with Shana, Kaitlin, and Shawn for some Ethiopian deliciousness and then we're most likely gonna finish up with some cupcake carnage. Mmmmmm. Today is going to be a very good day. Just an extension of my weekend. :)

Adios.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Acid Reflux after the Sleeve


 Hey yall. I'm treading water over here trying to stay afloat in all of the stuff that is going on around me. Ya'll know I'm not a discloser, but I will tell you I'm about to go crazy over here. It isn't all happening to me, some of it is happening to the people closest to me, but there have been emotional, financial, and health issues.
Lately I've noticed that my heartburn is really ramping up. I'm not sure how much of it is stress and how much of it is related to the fact that I can't find Prevacid anywhere. I went to three stores the other night and I damn near cried when the pharmacist told me that they didn't have it and didn't know why.

Prevacid is as elusive as Bigfoot.
A 50 dollar hooker with all of her teeth, no hygiene issues, and has a signature move "Last Train to Saigon".
the last number in pi.
AFFORDABLE HEALTH  INSURANCE (fyi, if you do have a good job and want to add me to yours, I'm taking applications from ALL acceptable suitors-men, women, preop transexuals-unless you're in NC)

This is an actual picture of my insides. I fucked up the endoscope.
Which brings me back to why I have to take Prevacid. I have no insurance ( I know...I know) It is the only over the counter anything that works for me. I can pop antacids until I'm at the point of being hypercalcemic and it won't make a dent in my heartburn. Hell, my acid relux shits on antacids. I can take two Zantac and within an hour my symptoms will be back. Zergerid, Zantac, Tums, Tagamet, Pepcid, Wal-Zan, Gaviscon, Prilosec-I have taken them all and its like trying to fight a lion with a cupcake wrapper and a folding card table. Yeah, that is like the antithesis of winning.
There are foods now that aggravate me that never did before. I can't really eat pizza anymore which saddens me. Maybe if I get my acid issues completely under control I might be able to be seduced by a savory slice, but until that day comes I gotta watch it. I pretty much can't eat whatever it is That Guy can't eat in the heartburn commercials. Ugh....I don't wanna be That Guy!! The potbellied guy with the bbq stained white t shirt, a-sweatin and a-huffin while grabbing at his chest. I'm a walking commercial! This is not the kind of commercial I want to be. I want to be a hair commercial or a tampon commercial. Hell, at least they cast pretty, happy, shiny people for those. No instead I get to be Bubba.

Weirdly enough, there are some people who have acid reflux before surgery and the sleeve actually improves it. I ended up butter side down on that toast flip. This isn't a major complication, but just know that it can happen after the VSG. I never had heartburn before surgery other than during my pregnancy. NEVER. This sucks and I bitch about it constantly, but you know what sucks worse? Back pain, knee aches, being tired all the time, having to shop in two of the 200 stores at the mall. That is the true definition of suckage.

This is the official birthday notice! Yall have three weeks to round up whatever spare change yall can find. I really do expect to find a fedexed cake sitting on my doorstep on May 31. I want you to come together and make this happen for me. Just look over at the Friend Connect bar and do exactly what it says- CONNECT. Email each other and just make it happen. I am SO for real.



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Monday, April 30, 2012

Spaghetti Squash Hash Browns Recipe


Potatoes.
Mmmmmmmm.
I used to love potatoes in my preop life. Scratch that. I used to "big puffy heart, I wanna marry, totally twitterpated, completely head over heels crazy" potatoes. And honestly, what's there not to love?
They can easily be the supporting actor of any meal or step up and take the starring role. They can be the Denzel of the dinner table or the "Oh that's his name"
You can fry them, bake them, roast them, cover them in cheese, au gratin them, fricasse them, rotisserie them. In fact, the only thing more cheap and versatile is a Swiss Army Knife on clearance at Thrift World.
Potatoes are nutritious and great in MODERATION, but the problem is, they're so faboosh, its hard to have them in moderation. There is nothing quite like potatoes and most substitutes are piss poor facsimiles of the real thing. But, I've come up with something that is truly almost as good as the real thing.- Spaghetti Squash Browns!
This is more a set of directions than a true recipe, but the outcome is pretty darn tasty.
You'll need a spaghetti squash, onion, beaten egg, oil, salt and pepper.
Cut the squash in half lengthwise, scoop out the insides and place on a microwave safe plate, facedown. Add a few tablespoons of water and cook on high for about 7 minutes until it goes from looking like it does on the left to the right.

Let the squash cool and then scoop it out. Mix the squash, salt and pepper, and about half of the egg mixture until it is thouroughly and evenly combined. Feel free to add minced onion to up the delicious quotient.

In a skillet over MEDIUM LOW HEAT heat a small amout of oil and add the spaghetti squash mixture and cook until golden brown on one side (make sure it has a good crust because it may fall apart) and then flip to the other.

 If it does fall apart, I promise you its still as delicious. Just tell people they're scattered ala Waffle House.
Easy, peasy delicious.




Yummeh!


What are some easy, delicous recipes that you like?

Monday, April 16, 2012

How do you dress while losing weight?


    Last week was a great week. My weight is up, but for once I'm not really going all Rathlin Island banshee about it. I'm calm, cool, collected and just making plans to be more focused this week. It might sound corny, but the positive self talk challenge seems to really have made a difference.

Anyway, you've heard of a fashionista? What about a receissionista? Maybe you have. I bet you've never heard of a brokeass-ista. But alas, here I am taking broke fabulosity to unchartered heights! Going from "in the red" to red carpet ready takes a very pacific set o' skillz.....and intelligents. Let me learn you a little something.

First off, do not be discouraged if you don't immediately see your clothes falling off you right from the beginning. If you are anything like I was, your clothes are probably too tight in the first place and the initial weight you lost just made them fit like they were supposed to. I was a little over 40 lbs down before my pants were falling off.


While you're actively losing weight, don't spend a whole bunch of money on new threads. Lane Bryant has GREAT clearance racks and you can combine those with with cheques for even bigger savings. I never spent more than 25 dollars on any one thing as I was losing weight.
I also got really familiar with Goodwill, etc. I found several items with tags still on them. I specifically remember a pair of black, size 20 bermuda shorts that were too little when I bought them and just months later they were too big. For 3.50, I more than got my money's worth. I still like a good bargain and frequent thrift stores even though I'm not actively shrinking. I recently went thrifting and found these two awesome skirts for 3 bucks a piece.
Making 3 dollars look good one skirt at a time!

Doing it again.


Pre weight loss surgery, I remember trying to buy the smallest size I could wedge myself into. That wasn't necessarily the best idea cause if they were already fitting like paint all it would take was a few more pounds for me to be looking like a busted paint can-spilling out of the sides and ruining the linoleum. But when you're in your active losing phase (especially the first 6 months) its not a bad idea to buy something that just fits or even one size down. Just don't forget that its in your closet cause you'll pull it out a few months later and it will be too big :)

I have a love affair with Lycra, aka Spandex, aka Magic on a Bolt. It loves me and I love it back, baby.  It hugs where it needs to hug and gives where it needs to give. A relationship can't work if it's too clingy. I have a pair of tights that I bought some 60 lbs ago and I can still wear them. They don't fit like they did 60 pounds ago, but they're one of two things that I can still wear.
 Some women hate tights and think that they should be banished from a proper wardrobe. I am SO not that woman. About the only place that tights don't have a place is church. I think you should even wear them to job interviews and if they judge you based on your fashion sense, well, you didn't need to work there anyway.To hell with working at all PERIOD. You can do like I do and sell pictures of yourself in tights to rich Europeans. Business is a little lethargic AND my only client is a low ranking Baronet in exile in the Caucasus mountains AND lately he's been a little slow on the paypal AND even though I've been sending him pictures on credit he SWEARS that his Nigerian Jeeves has a millionaire uncle and I will be getting my money AND damn it I love run on sentences.

$ Ching! $



What are some clothing tips that helped you during weight loss?

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The Positive Self Talk Challenge.


  I didn't expect to be blogging again today, but something happened this morning that completely changed my plans.
Yesterday's post wasn't necessarily the easiest to write. Baring one's emotions isn't an easy feat. I could have blogged about how fantastic this weekend was ( and I still might) but something was pressing on me to tell the uncomfortable truth about my feelings on Monday. So I did.
And this morning, Amy Pedersen, co-owner and founder of Slimpressions, read my post..
And after she read my post, she contacted me on Facebook..
And after she contacted me on Facebook, we chatted..
She told me that my post had stirred something inside her and that she felt compelled to do something so she initiated the 7 Day Positive Self Talk Challenge.
....For ONE WEEK, seven short days, we challenge you to take the Positive Self Talk Challenge.  Shut down those negative thoughts by congnizantly replacing them with positive ones.
For the next week, your glass is half full, not half empty!  You are good enough!  You are beautiful inside and out!  You are smart, kind and important! (as we learned/saw in "The Help").  The scale does not define you!  You are one of a kind - special and unique.  You are worthy!
So for one week, we ( and by we I mean you too!) are going to override the doubt and negativity with affirmative thoughts.
You can post on the Slimpressions Facebook page
The Waning Woman Facebook page
or just comment on this post.

 You never know who's watching and you never know who's listening..... and you never know when positivity will spring forth from pain.

So will you join me?

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Somebody killed my scale


  Well, in my last post, I was telling yall about how Bessie (my scale for those if you who don't know) was sick. Turns out, her injuries were not compatible with life. The magic, bring me back to life powder was just gonna make a mess, and since I'm the only one who sweeps around here, I decided to forgo the witchery. She went peacefully to great big Weight Watchers meeting in the sky, which is where all scales want to go, so here I am about to go get Bessie part trois.
Poor Bessie. Deader than disco
Anyway, for the first few weeks I was doing just fine without daily weighing. I was actually kinda proud of myself because I was on my Feel Good, Looking Good, Fuck My Weight, I'm Fabulous, shit. Yesterday though, I was beat down with the crazy stick and completely started freaking out about not weighing. On top of that, I've also not been going to the gym because my membership has expired. So that is potentially a recipe for Crazy Cacciatore Casserole.

But, I think that at least a small portion of my crazy is justified.

I weigh a LOT. Not frequency, but the actual amount that that I weigh. I'm not saying that I'm fat, and it's certainly not a judgement, it is a fact. I'm just barely into onederland and I'll never really be too far into it. A few weeks worth of bad decisions and I could easily see myself back over 200. Way too easily. Not that being over 200 makes me fat, either. It is just a number. But....
Nobody wants to gain weight, but when gaining weight moves you from the 1's to the 2's that is a lot harder pill to swallow. In my head, I know that there is really no difference between 199 and 200 numerically. Psychologically, it might as well be the Mariana Trench. 199 is in a tugboat puttering away on the surface of the Pacific Ocean and 200 is down in the trench with those weird ass, bug eyed, phosphorescent fish.

Yesterday,  like I said, I got hit with the Crazy Stick (which in nothing like the Magic Stick just in case you were wondering) I was just fine on Sunday, but yesterday I was convinced that I'd gained a ton of weight and that I was going to be over 200 lbs the next time I jumped on the scale. Once the thought was the sown, it easily took root and dominated my thought process like a creeping, parasitic plant-commandeering my neurons and thought pathways to send out it's own noxious, chemical signal.
 And because the eyes don't operate independently of the brain, they were affected too.
And my emotions...
And my sense of being in my body...

Logically I know that there is nothing that I could have done that could have changed me from Sunday to Monday, but these thoughts are like an ear worm times 20 and they override the logic pathways. I know its all in my head, but my head is the only one that I have. I can't pop in a brain with a better sense of perception when I have one of these days. It's a lot messier than I really want to deal with, and like I said, I'm the only one who sweeps around here. I'm just glad that these days don't happen too often.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Giving up for Lent


Sooo this year I didn't make a firm commitment to give up anything for Lent. Kinda looks like I gave up blogging though.
First and foremost, my netbook was MIA for a little over a week. Once I called in the rescue team and got my netbook, my netbook's power cord came up missing. After the power cord was reacquired, I got mired in a maelstrom of bullshit.  For a little over a week, it was like I was stuck in the pages of Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. That's not a book you wanna be in. The Kama Sutra, now that is the winningest book I can think of. I wonder how you translate "Reverse Cowgirl" into Sanskrit?

Anyway, things are better.

Remember that giveaway that I did last month? Yeah...that one....the yogurt one. Well there actually was a winner. One of my newest commenters, Dirk, will be receiving the snazzy neon green lunchbox/shoe carrier/cupcake holder/wet wipe stasher/secret keeper. I whisper into mine every morning and then quickly zip up and stash away the dirty darkness of my mind. Damn, I just looked back and that's a lotta slashes. I haven't used this many slashes since my Slash Boots!

In other news, Bessie is sick . Apparently she has an acute cause of hypothyroidism cause the last time I got on her 'LOW" flashed across her face. So the daily weigher has not weighed herself in over a week. I feel good though and there aren't any crazy, fun house mirror antics going on with me. The last time I did weigh, which was after a week of not weighing, I was pleasantly surprised with the number that popped up. This isn't a lifestyle change though because I will be doing one of three things and I'll be weighing again.
a) taking Bessie to see a specialist
b) if that doesn't work and she dies, I have special powder I can sprinkle on her and bring her back to life. Its a patented and proprietary blend containing, among other things, freeze dried, pulverized morning slobber
c) if that doesn't work and she goes all Walking Dead on me and tries to eat the soles of my feet and my pedicured piggies, I'll just have to buy Bessie part Trois.
three pretty cupcakes picture
The Kim K of cupcakes. Pretty on the outside, dry, boring, and probably more interesting if pissed on.
I didn't really have any reason to use this picture of theses cupcakes other than it was in my phone and its a picture of cupcakes. They were awful, but a picture of an awful cupcake looks just as good as a picture of a good one. I'm just saying.

Anyway, I am hostage hungry and I need to go fill this empty in my belly with some food, so I'm out like old lightbulbs and bull balls.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

I can wear my presurgery clothes. How they fit is another story

   
    How are yall doing today. I am having the best day ever. Like SERIOUSLY!!! I slept good, Miss E missed the bus and I didn't even act up about it, went to the gym and had an incredible workout, told a weirdo to "fuck off" without feeling bad about it or letting it piss me off. Nothing is going to ruin my high. I'm walking on sunshine, yall. Not even this malfunctioning "n" key on my netbook is bothering me. FYI, if you ask me to do something dirty and I reply "o", that is not an excited affirmation-my keyboard is jacked up.
Anyway, don't forget to enter the Lactose Free Yoplait Giveaway here. Winner chosen Monday.

This was supposed to be yesterday's Wordless Wednesday post, but I ended up having to take my little cousin to the doctor. So here ya go.

The clothes I wore the day of my consultation.
What I have on right now.
 Winning.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Lactose Free Yoplait Yogurt- Review and Giveaway


  I've always been a wee bit lactose intolerant. Give me something dairy on an empty stomach and its like two broke, pregnant hookers, fighting over the last john during the closing shift at the Gravid Donkey Saloon and Massage Parlor. "My babay need some SIMILAC!!!" Talk about a rumble! Anyway, on a stomach with some food in it, it's smooth sailing.
While mine has pretty much stayed the same, a lot of people develop lactose intolerance after weight loss surgery. One friend in particular has tried everything from hemp milk, rice milk, soy milk, almond milk, gravid donkey milk all in an attempt to have dairy in her life again. Whether you've had weight loss surgery or not, lactose intolerance is an enormous pain (pun totally intended)
Yoplait has come to the rescue with their new 99% fat free, lactose free yogurt!


It comes in 4 flavors, French Vanilla, Strawberry, Cherry, and Peach! Walmart only had Strawberry and French Vanilla so I picked them up using this 30 cent off coupon and headed back to the house so that I could try them. I peeled back the lid, dove in with my spoon, and took a big taste.
It tastes just like regular Yoplait! That's a really good thing.

Empty = BUENO!!!
Every cup has 50% of the daily value of calcium, vitamin A and D, and no artificial sweeteners. The protein/carb ratio may not make it an ideal choice for wlsers to reach for every day, but it certainly is a treat worth making room for every now and then if you're lactose intolerant.


Sooo to celebrate National Lactose Intolerance Month, you'll have a chance to win this super cool, super snazzy, super super, prize kit. I have one of my own and now you yourself can run around and be just as super super as I am. This bag is actually big enough to fit a pair of my super super heels inside. Don't try this at home, kids. Stick to yogurt and other healthful treats.

Super Super insulated bag, two gel packs, spoon, bowl, and a coupon for free yogurt!
For your chance to win comment with the flavor of Yoplait Lactose Free that you'd most like to try!

For addition entries....
Like the Yoplait Lactose Free FB page. +1
Like the Waning Woman FB page +1
Post about this giveaway on your blog +1
Follow me on Twitter +1
Follow Yoplait on Twitter+1
Follow my blog with subscription or Google Friend Connect.+1
Tweet about this giveaway. Make sure to mention @yoplaityogurt @waningwoman so I know you did it. + as many times as you want.
Get Yoplait Lactose Free ROCKS!!! tattooed somewhere on your body and you get infinite entries.

Make sure you come back to this post and tell me in the comments when you do something so I know how many entries to give you. If you already follow me somewhere you get the extra entries, you don't have to be a noobie. But make sure you tell me in the comments. Don't just assume that I know. When you assume, well you know what they say. Just leave ME out of it. lol

Good Luck!



Disclosure: Prize pack, information and giveaway have been provided by Yoplait through MyBlogSpark.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

My two year surgiversary


    Sunday, February 19th was the two year anniversary of my VSG surgery. Because it was a very special, momentous day I felt like I needed to say something profound.
I needed to pen something reflective and pensive.
Something that could capture the immensity of the change that has happened in my life.
Something that could splendidly tell my  story.

Then I realized that I didn't have to do any of that.
On February 19,  I lived  my story.

I walked without tiring.
I enjoyed the company of a magnificent friend that I met on my journey.
I navigated the streets of the Bishops Arts Distrct happy and smiliing.
I enjoyed the company of friends and strangers without fear of judgement.
I ran, and danced, and....
I had a beautiful day.
I've been having lots of beautiful days.
I know that I will have many, many more.



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Friday, February 17, 2012

Dallas Hot Chocolate 15k/5k


No, that's not my pseudonym on YouCanBuyMyLove.com or the amount I charge for 15 or 5 minute girlfriend experience. No the real, even more unbelievable answer is that is the name of  a 5k that I did on Saturday morning!!!
Working out is one thing, giving people my hard earned money to go run in the cold is quite another. It was cold, and miserable, and you know what? I had an absolutely fantastic time with my friends. I would have never signed up for this of my own volition. Peer pressure isn't always a bad thing.
I'm a ninjeskimo. I'm not to be played with.

So I woke up at Godknowwhen o'clock and rode up to meet, Michelle at the DART station so that we could ride in together. That was an experience in itself. The last time I was on public transportation was well into the Antebamam period (look that up in the Waning Woman Komplete Kompendium of Pseudohistorical eras) and I was living in Washington Heights.
Miraculously, we made it to Fairpark unscathed, and met up with Angela and Shana.
To make a long story, really short, Michelle kicked ass with her best 5k time ever!!!!! Shana beat my ass, and Angela rajalked (run/jog/walked) with my ass. It was great crossing the finish line and having my people there to cheer me on. I love these guys.

Shana!!!

Michelle. This woman makes me want to do better :)
It's my girls. I totally heart them. Angela's in the white.
This experience was incredibly amazing and I'm a loss for words. I was floating on cloud 536 ( up where the flying saucers are. That's waaay past 9) all weekend long.

I'll be doing it again.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Should you work out if you're sick...


  I'll answer that question towards the end of this blog post, but before I get to answering questions, I have an announcement to make.
The World Is Ending.
If you have savings bonds, Beanie Babies, or any old ass gold teeth laying around, its time to cash them shits in! Finish off your bucket list,-screw a couple of hookers, run nekkid on the beach, slap your boss in the mouth. Have a debauched good time, and then dip your toe in the holy water of forgiveness just as the Sun goes all supernova on our asses. The world is coming to an end because its 2012, but that's not until December. The world is clocking out early because I got my ass up off of this permadent in the couch and have started working out again.

 
I totally could have chosen a different picture of a woman working out. But I'm childish. hehehe
One morning I woke up, and the Mysterious Case of the Nojo was just gone! I started out by downloading the RunKeeper app for my Android and just taking off around the neighborhood. I did two miles and was feeling great and amped to do it for the next day. The next day came, but I was bombarded with a slew of things I had to get done and I wasn't finished until well after sundown. Sundown meant that there would be NO walking around the neighborhood for me, but I had to do something.  Sooo I went to the gym and got a membership. w00t!
So while my recent physical activity has burgeoned the commencement of the Apocalypse, it has also made me sicker than a dog. And yes, I'm blaming the exercise and not the bajillions of microbes floating around in my enviroment. We have talked about this before. So this takes us right back to the question at the beginning of the post. Should you exercise if you're sick??

I consulted the Waning Woman Komplete Kompedium of Pseudoscientifical Knowledge and Faux Facts (and Facebook!) and this is what I found out. Remember I'm not a doctor and I don't play one on TV, but I can fill out a sexy nurse uniform like nobody's business,
One of my FB friends LilMissDiva, a super hardcore exerciser who is ROCKING her sleeve, told me that unless her doctor tells her not to workout, she's gonna work out. That's dedication. Since I didn't go to the doctor, I can conclude that I am in the clear. If I'm sick enough to go to the doctor, working out won't even be a question or not.
Sneezing, runny nose, scratchy throat and mild congestion shouldn't be enough to derail your work out plans according to the Neck Up Rule. While they may foil your plans for a marathon makeout session, training for an actual marathon should be no problem. If your problems are below the neck, chest congestion, productive cough, etc, it is recommended that you lay off of the exercise until those symptoms subside.
I had below the neck, under the neck, around the neck, on top of the neck, inside the neck symptoms and while I wasn't anywhere close to 100% I figured if I could get off of the couch and I wasn't dehydrated, I would just be using sick as an excuse to not go to the gym. Just use a little common sense, read what your body is trying to tell you, and take it easy. I did, and I didn't die......the world is still coming to an end though.

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Friday, February 3, 2012

Guess who won the GFC giveaway.?

Wait for it it!

Wait for it!


 Woohoo. Mel, you are the winner!
Thanks to all of you who entered and stay tuned for my next appreciation drawing. I "big puffy heart with a slice of cake on the side" you guys.

Waning Woman is sponsored by North Texas Bariatrics

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