Hello there. My name is Jenn (you may know me from my personal blog, 
So… I have found through trial and error that two fiber supplementation pills each day versus three stool softeners at night have worked wonders for my, er, digestive tract issues. Sweet! It’s a relief to not have to worry about “going”, and instead just “go”.
With that said, back to my salad! Which will be followed up by a bottle of water! You can never have too much fiber or water. 
All too often I find myself in different to food. It bores me. Nothing tastes very delicious. It’s not good for me. It’s too much work to make. Etc, et al. So this coming week I’m going to bitch-slap myself, then get together some recipes, and then get together a grocery list so I have every last needed item on hand, so I have absolutely no excuse to not follow through with making up a bunch of high-protein, low-carb casseroles, soups and quick meals.
Tonight I was a good girl and skipped even a bite of the buttered noodles (regular – if they were egg-based noodles I would have had a bite or two, since 1. I can handle egg-based noodles and 2. egg-based noodles have more protein, whee!) I made to go along with the pan-seared chicken the kids and I had for dinner. Instead, I added a bit of Mexican-blend shredded cheese and a dollop of medium salsa to my small portion of check. The result? Totally yummy — it made eating what I find otherwise to be a bland and boring piece of meat quite tasty!
(In my opinion, cheese makes almost everything better!)
I used to shun lingerie. That’s because it didn’t fit me. And what did fit, didn’t fit well. There was no coverage where I needed it and a lack of coverage where I didn’t want it. Now, I like lingerie — certain types, anyway. Most of all I love being able to purchase it from any store or website, without needing to check the plus sizes and hope that there’s a size big enough for me.
As far as where I purchase lingerie, I can’t recommend EdenFantasys enough. This sex shop sells plenty of adult products and toys, but they also carry a huge selection of lingerie. From your basic corsets and teddys to more unique costumes and kinky ensembles, there’s definitely plenty to choose from.
Besides lingerie, EdenFantasys’ lingerie section also contains sexy bra and panties sets — my personal favs! Nothing is more thrilling than knowing that underneath my regular, everyday clothes is a sexy set that is sure to wow my husband once the kids are in bed and we have the night to ourselves.
A few months ago I did a week-long “fast” during which I restricted myself to very specific items — specifically, low-fat, high-protein items that don’t require a knife, fork or more than 1-2 light “chews” to consume. I’m talking protein shakes, protein shots, yogurt, and a few types of soups. I did this week-long fast before — called the Five Day Pouch Test — to “reset” myself — get back on track with low-fat, high-protein foods, cut out snacking and grazing, cut any ties to carbs and sugar, and to shrink my pouch a bit. I also did the Five Day Pouch Test in the hopes of resetting my metabolism, and finally getting under 190 lbs. And you know what? It worked.
I was doing good with nutrition up until mid-April, when my life was turned upside down due to some family issues. Since then, and now with summer, I’ve gotten way off track, and have GAINED three pounds. Grrr. Three pounds may not sound like much, but to someone who has fought their way down from 331 lbs, every pound counts. I’m willing to let 1-2 slide, and even 3-6 during PMS, but an actual outright gain of three pounds? Especially being gastric bypass? Nuh-uh — that is just completely unacceptable to me.
So, starting tomorrow, I’m going to kick off a seven day restriction. I’ll have a protein shake in the morning, and that’ll have to tide me over until I can get out to the grocery store to pick up some more protein powder, some yogurt, and the ingredients for a few “approved” soups.
Hopefully this is the boost I need to get under 170 lbs! From there, my final goal of 160 lbs will be just ten pounds away. I know I can do this. 
Once upon a time I dreaded wearing skirts and dresses, not just because I felt like a fat and unattractive mess in them, but because of the dreaded thigh rubbing and chafing. Two summers ago I managed by wearing Spanx that came to just above my knees — its slippery material enabled my thighs to glide right off of one another, heh. But now it seems as though I don’t need to worry about that. I’ve been wearing dresses off and on since early May with absolutely NO thigh touching. I love it!
What I’ve suspected over the past year has finally dawned on me as being true: I’m almost never the heaviest individual in any given situation. If I’m with Dan, he “wins” for being twenty-five pounds heavier than I am, bwahaha. If I’m with my mom, she too “wins” for being about one hundred pounds heavier than me. But in public, there are other heavyset women, ones that outweigh me by a good 20-30 lbs, if not more. And as weird as this sounds, it feels “good” to not be the only one. Even though I’m now at 176 lbs, which is without a doubt the smallest I have been since I was, oh, 11 or 12 years old, I still feel “up there” with heavier people. And I feel for them. I really do. It’s all I can do sometimes to not go up to someone and say, “I’m sorry. I know how you feel. I’ve been there. I hope it gets better.” because no matter how you phrase it, it just sounds rude. Or awkward.
But in any case, I am very happy where I’m at — and I’ll be happier still when I get to 160 lbs by August, and hopefully 150 lbs by Christmas. No more plus size dresses for me. Which is a shame, because the ones at PacificPlex.com are actually really cute!
After a rather painful attack two Sundays ago, I’ve been in touch with my surgeon’s assistant, who referred me to my family doctor, who can then do the colonoscopy that I’m up for next, since the CT scans and upper GIs and such have been inconclusive for diagnosing the painful attacks that seem to appear at random. Sigh. Do you know how frustrating this is? The attacks are usually so painful that I can’t continue whatever I was doing — working, shopping, cooking. I simply take a painkiller and lie down. Hurry up, people in lab coats, diagnose me already! Or do I need to contact Dr. House?
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