Cabin Fever...more like No Work Fever

Feb 09, 2010

Well, well, well. You'd think since the biggest snow storm of the season, I would have been on here typing away...nope, hybernating like a bear. I've slept so much in the last couple of days, I almost (get I said almost) feel ashamed.  I've been waking up at 7, listening to the news, and passing right back out at 11 am, and waking up between 3-4pm....ahhhh what a life :0)

So my big appointment went rather fine.  She told me I could eat purees, when I want to eat pasta...so you know how that went. I don't know if its laziness, or what, but I'm not feeling puree foods. You know, you get so prepared for this surgery and stuff, and everything sounds so good "yes, I can do that", "no problem, piece of cake", well, I'm here to tell you, there is a problem with that piece of cake. I don't want to do it. The thought of me grinding up something to make it soupy doesn't sit well with me. Sorry, I'm being honest. Flame me if you want, it just looks gross.  That being said, I've decided to cook stuff that gets as close to puree as possible, so I've been on a Cream of Wheat, Oatmeal, Grits diet. Its working out pretty well, but honestly I'm not very hungry so I'm only eating those things once if not twice a day. She said on Friday, I can have stuff like tuna, and crackers, so I guess I'm waiting in anticipation for that.  No big deal, I can wait. My husband thinks I'm stubborn....how long has he been married to me? Really? Is that really a shocker? I'm stubborn....DUH!!!

On to my soup.....you know Zuppa Toscana, that I've been fantisizing about like a hot nekkid man on the beach....it was okay. Yeah, I know. I thought it was going to be everything and more, but it was okay. So, I'm warning my new tummy friends....it won't be all its cracked up to be. That's one thing I've learned in the last two weeks. Everything I've tried, has been "okay". I won't say its been nasty, just "Okay".  That being said, I will continue to fantisize, because tasting what my head wants surely doesn't pay off.

My pouch....just wondering has anyone ever thought about their surgery. I mean, do you really know if the doctor did the right procedure. I know if you get the lapband, you know you got the lapband because hell, theres a port and stuff...but what about the GBP folks. Who am I to say my dr. didn't give me a Sleeve? I know its crazy, but in my sleeping travels, this has come into my brain one too many times. Don't get me wrong, I love whatever he did, but I'm just saying, who really knows. I was expecting  to get a DVD, like when you get an indepth sonogram...."Inside the Tummy of a GBP Warrior"......something to let me know, "Hey, this is what we did". But nothing. I don't know, just something I was thinking about, and well...whatever I'm thinking about I usually just post here

Until next time friends......

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