I know you were all (all 9 of you) dying to hear more about my plan for physical fitness, however I have been sidelined. Not long after my last post, in fact. Exercise has been temporarily shoved aside by the strange and wonderful "belly-butt."
You see, along with the gastric bypass, I had a hernia operation for a tear near my belly button (two surgeries in one!). When I came to, I felt like crap, but had a new scrambled gut and a new belly button. Of which The Mom took one look and said, "Oh, cute! It looks like a little butt." Had it not been for the drugs, she might have lost an eye for saying that, but the name "belly butt" for my belly button has stuck. Avert your eyes if you have a weak stomach...
As you can see, the tissue does have cheeks, and is rather butt-like, but still. From your mother? Anyhoo, the Belly Butt has been acting up. More than just the gurgully wergullys. As in doubled over in pain last night after my 1/2 cutie orange and 10 almonds.
So today I called the surgeon and I may be going for an MRI to see if it is scar tissue, or just general ornery-ness. It's possible that there was just too much fiber for the BB (Belly Butt), or it could be much, much worse. Wish me luck, because I only have 2 Oxycodones left and I'm saving them up for a real emergency. I have a pretty high tolerance for pain, but when it does break through I'm down for the count. And liquid Tylenol, frankly, does nothing for me.
Perhaps the Belly Butt is as desperate as I am to avoid serious exercise right now...
Editing the notes of my life as I go through treatment for Pancreatic Cancer. Formerly the Bariatric Babe, working on becoming a Survivor.
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Great Gurgully Wergully!
Remember when you were in school and your stomach would start to growl? And how you would get all mortified and embarrassed, with people laughing?
Yea. That's what the Gurgully Wergullys are. And I got em. BAD. I guess it's normal after weight loss surgery, so I've been pretty nonchalant about it. Until I scared the cat right off my lap. It's THAT LOUD.
Yipes.
Yea. That's what the Gurgully Wergullys are. And I got em. BAD. I guess it's normal after weight loss surgery, so I've been pretty nonchalant about it. Until I scared the cat right off my lap. It's THAT LOUD.
Yipes.
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