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Hello my lovely Readers! Week 10 is here, and I'm feeling a bit conflicted. It's so easy for me help others who may have questions or are curious about my experiences, and I try to encourage them as much as I can.  So...why is it so hard for me to follow my own advice?

Matilda and I drown our
sorrows in H2O!
When I last left you, I was disheartened by a high blood pressure reading at my two month post-op appointment. Wishful thinking I hoped it was due to me running up two flights of stairs to get to the office, but when I went to my Primary Doc appointment on Friday, it was not the case. My blood pressure is high. The one medication I'm taking isn't enough, and my PCP (Primary Care Physician) placed me back on my second blood pressure med that I hadn't taken since my pre-op liquid diet.

I just knew that when I went to my PCP, he was going to take me off of my blood pressure and high cholesterol medication - I mean after all, he already took me off my diabetes meds, right? I was not prepared to leave the office with a new script.

He could tell I was disappointed, but he gave me very encouraging words. Usually, a 60 pound weight loss will reduce blood pressure, but in my case, it didn't. He was quite positive in saying that he wasn't worried because my blood pressure was under control before surgery, and we'll get it back. Plus, he gave my 1/4 of my prior dosage, so that's a positive. I'll check back with him in 6 weeks to make sure all is well, and I'll use my home monitor to check it regularly.

Matilda's idea for a
Halloween Costume.
#notfunny
And although he gave me such encouragement, I was still bummed. I got surgery to get rid of my medication, not to add more. I couldn't help but feeling like I got a "D" in school.

It's so easy to focus on the negativity, and but it's so important to focus on positive items, because other than that unexpected outcome, the week was amazing! I love Planet Fitness! I love lifting weights. I love how much stronger I feel. I killed my Zumba routines this week, and I've achieved my step goal for over 8 days now. I got a streak going.

Can't stop... Won't stop!
How can I let a small setback outshine everything that I accomplished this week? I can't. I can do this. I did walking lunges with 10, 15 and 20 pound weights IN EACH HAND! I bench pressed, squatted, overhead pressed, shoulder raised, bicep curled and so on. I jumped and hopped with no knee pain. I ran for 2 minutes straight today at 4 mph! I haven't done that in years.

I did all of this, so my blood pressure won't win. I need to realize that my weight loss will be a journey. It's not a sprint. I'm not going to get rid of my medications instantly. The weight isn't going to fall off in 2 months. I need to follow my own advice and adjust my expectations.

HW: 360 (circa 2006)
SW: 278
CW: 246
GW: No Blood Pressure Meds?



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