My name is Sophie and I would like to share my weight loss story with you.
I had my balloon placed last Saturday after a week of trepidation and excitement!
After struggling with my ever increasing waistline for several years, I finally made the decision to have a gastric balloon. I had found myself declining invitations to go out with my friends and avoiding the camera at family parties. I knew I couldn’t carry on like this as my weight was having a massive impact on every aspect of my life and I was feeling more and more unhappy.
I started work at the NOSC last year, so I knew all about the procedure and wanted one almost from the day I started work. I finally managed to save up enough money and booked myself in!
I have decided not to tell my family and friends because some of them just don’t understand and one or two have voiced the opinion that this is too drastic for me or that doing something like this is taking the easy way out! They just don’t appreciate how badly my life has been affected by my extra weight so I plan to surprise them all in six months time when I have reached my goal with the help of the balloon and the Support Team here.
Here are my before pictures…
In the week before my procedure I thought I would take this last chance to have a feast, and I did! I ate what I wanted and drank a bottle or two of my favourite tipple, Prosecco. The Easter eggs didn’t stand a chance! By Thursday I was feeling like a little piggy but boy….. it was fun!
On Tuesday I started taking my pre-procedure medications, they just help to prepare your stomach for the balloon. It was quite daunting but when I sat down and read through the instructions it all made sense and was quite straight forward.
On Friday morning I woke up to the realisation that this was my last day and I had to be sensible. I knew I had to eat light meals to prepare for the big day. It was a bit of a shock to the system after my week of being naughty but it had to be done. I had a very light supper and went to bed full of good intentions and very excited about the thought of all the weight I am going to lose over the next 6 months.
I woke up starving and extremely thirsty! All I wanted was a lovely cup of tea but as I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink anything, I had to resist.
I arrived at the hospital. It was amazing, very clean and bright. The staff couldn’t have been more helpful. The porter arrived and escorted me to my room, it was almost like a hotel room, lovely.
I read a couple of magazines for an hour or so while I waited to see Dr. Mason. When the doctor arrived, he was very honest with me. He told me that I would probably experience quite severe side effects, sickness, vomiting and stomach cramps etc for the next week or so. He asked a few medical questions and told me to ‘gown up’ and wait to be taken to theatre.
The nurse arrived a little later and off I went.
Everybody in theatre was so nice and really helped me to relax. Dr Mason told me I would feel a sharp scratch in my left hand and then joked that he would give me a bottle of gin! (sedation).
The next thing I remember is waking up in recovery asking if the procedure had been done yet. I stayed in my private room, dozing on and off for a few hours until my mum collected me and took me home with her. The journey home wasn’t too bad as I live quite close to the hospital and I was soon settled on the sofa with a blanket and bucket!
I felt fine until teatime when I began to feel a bit nauseous. I was only sick once that evening. I went to bed and slept like a baby.
On Sunday I felt quite nauseous and could only drink sips of water. It was a lovely day so I sat in the garden and sucked an ice lolly (one of the tips the Support Team gave me to help maintain hydration).
I had booked Monday off work thinking I would be feeling awful but to my surprise, I was well enough to go in. By this time I had progressed to thin, clear soups as well as water.
I was off work on Tuesday and so I spent the day relaxing and catching up on the soaps. The sickness had almost passed and I was feeling a lot better.
On Wednesday I started to feel a little hungry so I spoke to Julie in Support who advised me to try to stick to liquids for another day or two to allow my body to get used to the balloon. By Wednesday evening I decided to risk trying something more than liquids and I knew that the first step should be to eat something soft and bland so I had a small piece of boiled cod fillet and a poached egg. I went to bed early, around 9pm and as I lay there I realised that I felt really full and bloated. I had eaten a tiny meal compared to what I was eating pre-balloon and I felt stuffed! The balloon was working! Yay!!!
Today is Thursday and I am feeling great, on top of the world! I realised this morning that I haven’t had a drop of wine all week and I am feeling much better for it. I’m sleeping really well and waking up every morning as fresh as a daisy. The balloon has already changed my life.
I even dared to step on the dreaded scales this morning; I am 4lbs lighter already. As my friend pointed out, the balloon probably weighs about 2lbs so in reality, I have probably lost around 6lbs! That’s nearly half a stone in less than a week!
Watch this space………