I'm a 30-something year old wife and mother of three wonderful boys. After many years of emotional & mental issues, medication issues and (obviously) food issues, I have ended up overweight and tired all the time. Knowing my illnesses will not get better if I don't become healthier I had decided to start the long journey to Weight Loss Surgery (WLS) to better myself. I want to be the fun, healthy mom... and dare I say it?... the 'hot mom' & wife. Here's my journey before and after my gastric bypass surgery, along with some recipes.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Alone

So much going on today - - first and foremost, it's weigh day.  I have once again, stalled, but I've lost a total of 75 lbs total.  So even though that's the same number as last week, I'm going to do my best to celebrate it.... ignoring the stall that's happened for 1 week.  Next week will be different.



I woke up this morning, really struggling with my illness.  I've mentioned before that I am Bipolar II with severe anxiety.  Usually it's either contained and maintained, under control... but there are bouts where it peaks it's ugly head and runs through my life like a tornado and I'm left dealing with the aftermath.  Well, today, I am on high alert.  My insides are jittery, I can't control my emotions, I've cried so much my eyes are about puffed shut.  I can't explain to my son why I'm so sad... because I don't know.  I know that I don't know - so that's the best I can do.  It comes and goes - luckily doesn't come as often as it used to.... but it sucks just as bad as it did before.  I go to pick up my klonopin and the pharmacist says it'll be 40 min.  Ugh!  So I wander, lost, aimlessly, around the grocery store.... severely overwhelmed by all the options and mental-recipes and prices.  I'm overwhelmed by the amount of people there during the day.  For once I was not the least bit annoyed by the super-turtle-slow grandparents shopping - as I was about the same speed.  I was doing my best to hide my tears, they've been flowing all day.  Luckily my nose turns red when I cry - so I just look like I have a cold.  If anyone was to ask - "I have a cold, thanks for asking".  Hm.  So... I was alone in the grocery store.. ugh... to dwell in my anxiety and depression while waiting for my pills.

Also - I received a bill in the mail... a large bill.  I look into it (I have enough bills - so for one that SHOULD be covered, I'm going to deal with that shit!)  and I call the health insurance people.  The lady was super nice, but I was super upset.  Not with her - I've worked customer service, I know you can't blame her so I do my best not to unleash it on her.  After discussing things with her - I've come to realize that although my insurance company DOES/DID cover my bariatric surgery, it does NOT cover ANY bariatric-related services before or after the surgery.  How is that responsible??  I had complications (many) from the surgery that needed to be fixed... not covered.  I have necessary follow up appointments with my surgeon - not covered.  I have nutritionist appointments - required but not covered.  What kind of bullshit is this?  You allow (by covering) someone to have major, life-changing surgery but then lead them out to pasture and say "Fend for yourself now... that's all we'll do."  That's a bunch of bull.  They ditched me - they left me alone!



So... Way around it?  My family dr is fully aware of my surgery and has had many post-bariatric patients in the past.  I trust him, I like him and he makes time to make sure I understand things.  I will schedule updates with him based on my side-effect FROM the surgery, but not necessarily bariatric related.  Hopefully they'll be coded as such and covered as just regular follow up with my family dr.  Cuz that's covered.  Then I can still see my therapist and my psych dr - cuz that's covered.  And I'll flick-off the insurance company behind the scenes... because that's free!

Overall - - not a good day.  Not a good day at all, but I'm updating my blog, because it's my semi-public, online journal and my therapist says I need to journal.  I've just realized I've combined my weight loss surgery blog, with my recipe blog and my mental illness blog.  Why not?  It's mine... I do what I want.

Still have much love for y'all that are interested in my journey.... 
such is life!  Oh, how different it is for everyone!!
Much love!

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