Sweating as a "thinner" person...

So, I was always under the assumption that I would sweat a lot because of my size.  Putting it plainly, fat people sweat.  I had become accustomed to carrying papertowels folded in my jeans pockets when the weather got slightly warm because I knew just walking from the car to the front door of my job would make me all kinds of sweaty.  Mopping the sweat off of my face/neck before I got into work/the store/whatever destination would make me look less...fat and sweaty, for lack of a better term.  I would dread sitting anywhere outside in the heat because I knew when I got up there would be a HUGE sweaty butt print left behind (especially if I sat on concrete like the benches outside of work).  There is no dainty way to play off that huge sweat-print.  There's no way to pretend it isn't there.  There's no way that everyone doesn't see it.  It's there.  On the concrete bench, on the plastic lawn chair, on the steps, where ever I sat, I could not escape the big sweaty butt print.  Worst of all, sweat spreads out, so inevitably the butt print would make my already formidable arse look even bigger.

I was under the assumption that thinner people sweat less, therefore I would sweat less when I became said thinner person.  As I sit here, sweat-stuck to my leather desk chair, I will tell you that thinner people sweat.  Dammit.  Today the thermometer outside hit 97 degrees.  I cannot seem to drink enough water.  I sip and sip and sip until my FrankenStomach is sloshy and I'm still thirsty.  I'm sweating it all out.  I'm racing to stay hydrated, attempting to find that fine line between sloshy and pukey.

Perhaps it's all the excess skin... Will I be less of a sweaty mess when I get that removed?  Or am I just a sweating kinda person?  Will I always be doomed to damp hair in the summer?  I guess I'll just have to wait and find out.  I'm drinking water like it's going out of style.  Sip, sip, sip, puke... rinse, repeat.  The last thing I want is to end up in the hospital due to dehydration.  I know a lot of post op's end up hospitalized a few times due to lack of waters.  I've already been there once or twice myself.  So I'm moving onto more breathable furniture so I can continue to sip, sip, sip my water.

I want a Mountain Dew.  It's almost 100 degrees out and I want a fizzy, ice cold soda... on ice... with a straw.  Bitch and moan, I know.  I'm going to refill my water bottle now.  ...well, after I peel my smaller arse off of this leather chair.

I was smart enough to put a towel down on the seat so no one can see my butt print when I get up... Ahh, the small victories.  Gotta take them when you can  =)

Wow, Has It Really Been That Long....?

Yep.  I have already said I suck at this blogging thing.  I'm sorry.

If any of you are still out there, I apologize for my absence.  I'm going to read a few pages back and see where I left you all hanging, then get some updates up.

It's been a rollercoaster... par for the course...  I've had my ups and my downs, and now I'm still pretty much in the same place I have been.

Currently I've been on the same PICC line since October of last year, but my TPN has been cut down to every other day.  My visiting nurse has suggested bringing it down further to every three days when I feel like I can eat enough to sustain myself in between TPN bags.  My diet currently consists of mostly liquids... Liquids are safer... I've been sipping on Glucerna shakes during the day since none of the protein shakes seem to be thin enough to appease the FrankenTummy.  I have bits and bites of solids, but usually it's just to satisfy the need for a taste of something.  I'm still vomiting like an overactive volcano with solids or thick liquids.

I haven't logged in to MyFitnessPal for quite a long time.  I just found it too depressing.  Instead of being inspired, I would watch the success of others and cry.  Sooner or later I'm going to have to face those demons.  I do miss quite a few of my MFP friends.  Some of them have sought me out on Facebook and we talk there.  Please feel free to contact me there, if you'd like.  But, yeah, I need to get back on MFP... I keep saying I'll log back in as soon as I'm off of the PICC line... that just hasn't happened yet.  I've also stopped logging into the gastric sleeve boards.  It's just too depressing.  Same reasons pretty much.

Basically, I'm still breathing, so that's something.  I'm still in constant pain and I'm now physically dependent on my pain meds, so there's another demon I'm battling.  I'm preparing for another EGD next week along with a wireless menometry test.  I'm still a medical mystery.

I will try and get back to logging about everything.  I have missed this blog as an outlet.  My cathartic little ranting place... Oh how I've missed you.  I'm still out of work on disability and trying to get signed up for social security disability.

Currently it's 90 degrees in Delaware, so my arse is sticking to my leather desk chair.  I will move some files around tonight and see if I can remember how to upload some updated pictures...

Again, thanks to those of you who were checking up on me.  I'll try and be less of a hermit.  I promise.