I ended yesterday within the limits, but here's the thing, We Were Up All Night, and I definitely think that screws me up. Someone small was not herself (she reacts to food, I know it, she was bred in an RNY uterus!) and was making poop overnight. She wasn't sick, she was just AWAKE most of the night, and had to poop! This is how I know she's my RNY baby. So even if I ended yesterday well, I was up on and off most of the night and I ate twice overnight and got no long stretches of sleep. I am kind of a zombie right now.
Even though Dad does most of the night-time duty with her this time around, because last child, I breastfed to age THREE.
That gives me a little leverage to barter some sleep time back. Even if I didn't get any last night. Zzz.
I do have to say, because I get a lot of searches for "breastfeeding after weight loss surgery:" the only reason this child isn't [I did for five weeks] not-so-healthy and I could not get my supply up to par, but it is generally perfectly acceptable with supplemental nutrition to mom to nurse post gastric bypass. My post-RNY baby was born smaller than her siblings, and I was genuinely worried about her size and nutrition, considering my nutritional status has never been that great.
I tried to maintain enough supply for her, but it did not work out, as compared to my previous experience WITHOUT a gastric bypass surgery, it was very difficult maintaining any supply on my caloric intake. If I were to suggest anything to another woman, it would be, super-doses of vitamins and minerals, an adequate somewhat clean low carb diet, and lots and lots of calcium and iron rich foods. Why? Because I think, babies in general - the making of - and the feeding of - are little leeches. (BTW, I apparently was having seizures during pregnancy and right after she was born. Never diagnosed. This is starting to piss me off a little more, now that I am looking back at the date of those posts in 2006, describing the feeling of a SEIZURE, in it's entirety, and doctors have blown me off since then. Sure, I called it "Hypoglycemia," but how the hell was I to know my brain was misfiring?)
Anyway - subject change - I have my iron infusion and B12 shot today. I hate this day. Because? The iron makes me sick. Sure, it's a lot better than the allergic reaction I got from the Dextran, but this stuff gives me aches and chills for hours. Boo. I wish they could set it up to give me the stuff overnight or something so I could sleep if off. I should probably go get showered and ready so I can get my walk in before I don't "feel like" walking tonight.
Updated. I'm at the the hematologist's office now, just finished my infusion.
The good news? My weight is down ten pounds since last month. *score* And, my iron is exactly the same as last month.
The rest? Whatever.
I asked the nurses and doctor to add a Vitamin D level to my labs today, please - they said, "No, if you think you have vitamin issues, go to your PCP."
I just wanted a fresh level since I have been taking new supplements on my own accord. I can't imagine that they assume I am holding them liable for issues I am already having.
I just figured my blood was already in a tube, and I am already here, and I can't really get to a doctor so easily you know, and it costs me $25.00 a whack to do this.
The NP also said something about "water soluble vitamins" and "useless"... and I wasn't understanding her very well, when I mentioned that my thiamine level might be iffy at best. Perhaps the NP thought I excelled at medical nutrition as if I took online nursing programs or a primer on vitamins.
