What a Difference a Year Makes: 12 Month Check-In

“What a difference a year makes.”

It’s a saying that my family and I have repeated a lot over the last few years.  One of the most striking instances was the year that we went from taking care of my grandmother and grandfather, to losing both of them within a span of only a few months.   I honestly never thought I would again have such a drastic upheaval of my entire life in only 12 short months.  I was wrong.

One Year Collage12 months ago I underwent weight loss surgery – specifically, the vertical gastric sleeve – after much thought and consideration and consulting with several physicians.  And, even though I had thought through this decision carefully, I was not prepared for what was to come.  Whoever said that surgery was the easy way out lied.  I have fought harder for my health over the last year than I ever did with dieting and exercise.  Choosing to have 80% of my stomach removed was not a decision I came to lightly, and I knew that in doing so my life, and my eating, would never be the same.  I was terrified getting onto that surgery table November 22, 2013, saying a last minute prayer, and it was a painful recovery process.  But, as I hit my one year mark, what I have realized more than ever before is that this was the best decision I could have ever made (second only to marrying my husband).

What a difference a year makes.  12 months ago I was obese, frustrated, and uncomfortable in my own skin.  I was self conscious, hated every picture taken of me, and thought of myself as “the fat girl.”  I was really good at making jokes about myself before anyone else could, but each time I did it was like a little shot to the gut.  I was sad and I was lost, and more than anything else I was scared.  Scared of the number on the scale going up even more.  Scared of trying to get pregnant one day at that weight.  Scared of having to be “the fat girl” for the rest of my life.

What a difference a year makes.  Today, I am happy, and back to my old effervescent self.  I laugh more.  I love every inch of my new body (although admittedly there are a lot fewer inches of it to love)!  Even my stretch marks.  Even my scars.  Even my loose skin.  I fought for every single one of them, and I wear them proudly as badges of honor.  I feel sexy and confident.  And I have a happier marriage, not because he likes me better at this size, but because I had some serious things to work through, which all came to the head with the surgery.  I was selfish this year – focusing on me for one of the first times in my life.  Sometimes I decided to forgo cleaning the house or putting in an extra hour of work so that I could go work out.  Sometimes I took it easy because I was dizzy and that’s what my body needed.  I bought new clothes, tried new things, and embraced life in a way I never was able to at 252.8 pounds.  10 mile round trip walk into Cozumel’s main shopping area, why not?  All day bike ride through the hills of Sonoma – it kicked my butt, but I did it!  CrossFit, Rugged Maniac, check.  And, I still haven’t lost my love of food, I just have to be a little more creative in the kitchen.


 

On the night of my surgiversary, my husband came home with a vegan, gluten free cupcake from a NYC bakery.  A year ago, I would have never been satisfied with just one small, relatively healthy cupcake.  Six months ago, I would have – and did – cursed myself for indulging in something like that, afraid that I was only a step away from slipping back into a life of obesity.  But, this weekend, I happily enjoyed ever single bite of my little cupcake, and all that it represented.  A new relationship with food and my body, and the recognition of how far I had come.  Before I blew out the candle on top of my cupcake, I looked at the proud expression on my husband’s face and made a wish for the year to come; excited about the possibilities, as I truly know what a difference a year can make.

 

Starting Numbers (taken 5 days before surgery)

  • Weight: 252.8
  • Fat: 56%
  • Chest: 42.5 inches
  • Bust: 44 inches
  • Arms: 15.5 inches
  • Thighs: 31.5 inches
  • Calves: 19 inches
  • Waist: 42 inches
  • Hips: 55 inches
  • Neck: 15 inches

One Year Post-Surgery

  • Weight: 152.8
  • Chest: 33 inches
  • Bust: 34 inches
  • Arms: 11.5 inches
  • Thighs: 21.5 inches
  • Calves: 15.5 inches
  • Waist: 28.5 inches
  • Hips: 40 inches
  • Neck: 12 inches

Front Collage 1 YearSide Collage 1 YearBack Collage 1 YearTotals

  • Weight Lost: 100 pounds 
  • Inches Lost: 86 inches (including a total of 28.5 inches off of just my hips and waist alone!!)

xoxo – SavvySleever

One comment

  1. cadence.hulme@gmail.com'
    Cadence says:

    You’ve always been a beautiful person inside and out. I know what a struggle and even an internal/emotional battle you went through deciding on the surgery. You’ve worked so hard and I’m so proud of you and lucky to share our awesome friendship. I hope you have even more to celebrate on your 2nd surgiversary! 2015 will be amazing for you!!! Congrats!!

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