2 days ago was my 3 month ostomy anniversary. Lol.
I used to weigh 170 and I was pretty fit. I could bench around 265 and fitness was my life.
after the surgery I dropped to 145 and it was very depressing. Thinking that I may never get back into shape again hurt in so many ways. The gym wasn't just a place for gains. It was a place where I could think, and get away from all the crap I had to deal with. (Punny :D)
Once I got the thumbs up from my doctor 2 months in I started going to the gym with so much fear of injury, so I started slow. I listened to my body and progressed as I saw fit.
Prior to surgery I've always been a fish and rice kinda guy, so I continued this since it was pretty easy to digest. Plus I drank protein shakes every day. This definitely helped with recovery.
Today, I am going to the gym every day, staying active, and trying to push myself a bit more every day.
Sonce my surgery, I've retuned to 170lbs and I'm in decent shape again. (Thank god for muscle memory.)
I've been on this “no fear” kick lately and whether that's a good thing or bad? I guess I'll find out. I don't want to be held back by my surgery, but I obviously take it into consideration.
So far, things are ok fitness wise. I can do most workouts (including light abs) without pain, strain, or worry.
I would guess having a laparoscopic surgery/being very fit before the surgery really helped.
Just to be clear, this isn't a “you should do this too” post. More so a bit of hope for those who may be in a similar situation. When I got the surgery it was impossible to find anyone who has gone through our surgery who could give ACTUAL advice on training/fitness. I suppose it's a trial and error for everyone since we're all so different.
I've also decided I'm going to go through with the next two surgeries. I joined J-pouch.org and it's pretty helpful when searching for answers.
Though most people on these sites are only hear due to struggle, I did find a few people with great experiences that helped me clear any doubts. I'm going to stick to my “try or die” mentality. Haha.
Like anything in life, you never know what you're capable of unless you try.
I know I always post about success stories here but I want you to know I do struggle at times. When I'm “living my life” I am so happy that I'm able to do things I never could. Then my head hits the pillow and it's sometimes hard to fall asleep because I always think of how horrible life is now with an external appliance. I'm so back and forth. I couldn't even walk my dog before. Now I'm travelling and living it up! But it still hits me deep down when I have time to think about it.
Sometimes I just wish I was normal. But I guess I shouldn't complain. It's just hard not to. Haha
anyways I'm rambling