The First Fill

I went to see the surgeon and he put 2 mls in my band, bringing it up to 2.5 ml. No worries. But then, I have had a transplant and I am used to doctors prodding and poking.

I feel very little restriction, really. Sometimes, if I take too big a bite, I'll feel the food go down, but nothing has gotten 'stuck.' Yesterday I even had a hot dog. Not the best choice, I admit...

Overall, things are good and the scales have been slowly moving in the right direction.

Exercise is the next challenge. Regular exercise. I like swimming; I just hate swimsuits. I take the dog for walks. I do a few exercises at home. But actually, I have never really liked any form of regular exercise all that much. I have never met an endorphin.

But the daily things of life have gotten easier: I can bend down to pick things up more easily; I can feel my knees thanking me for relieving some of their burden; I have more energy.

Overall, I am pleased about my decision to do this for myself. Thank God!