I’ve had to really think about my definition of “success”.
I am 19 months post-op sleeve. I started at 320 (5’5″). Lost to 281 before surgery. Lost down to 207 and basically stopped.
I am not thin. I look at people who started with my stats and have lost down to like 150. They are thin. I don’t think I ever will be.
Had plastics 11/9/22. Now at 192. I wear a size XL. I still have upper belly fat.
I have stuck with the program: getting in my fluids and protein, limiting carbs, generally eat between 1100 and 1300 calories a day. I exercise regularly; I do yoga most days and I walk 1-3 miles a day.
Have I “failed” because I am not thin, that I have not lost as much as I would like?
I like to think not.
- I can buy regular size clothes.
- I no longer take diabetes medicines, and most of my other blood work is perfect.
- I can walk for miles (as compared to having to be on a mobility scooter because of my back injury).
- I can be on my feet and dance for a long time.
- I no longer need a seatbelt extender in a car or plane.
- I fit comfortably in a stadium seat.
- My eating doesn’t feel out of control.
And the list goes on. Many victories. So have I succeeded? I think so.
I’m still a bit bitter that I haven’t had the same measure of success that some others have had.
