Where'd she go?

Feb 18, 2010

A question you maybe asking, and the answer is TO STINKING WORK!!!

I dreaded it, but did it. I had to go. If I didn't I was going to split my pouch open. I'm not lying either.
You know every week they step it up a little for you; granted I know everyone's program is different, some strict some lenient.
So the more stuff they give me, the more stuff I try. Being home all day with 3 children for about 2 weeks, was going to make me fatter and crazier than what I already am.

I just feel like with the last storm that hit, and my husband doing the grocery shopping, there was soo much junk in the house, not that I was necessarily eating it, but instead of having like 2 crackers and calling it a day....I'd have one at 9, get it down, maybe even another one, then I'd nibble all day on crackers, one here one there.

Oh, announcement everyone!!!!! I had my first dumping experience!!! You wonder why I'm so excited about that? Because at my last appointment the nurse seemed so upset it hadn't happened yet. You should have seen the twinkle in her eyes dim when I told her it hadn't happened to me yet. So, I guess I've gotten a new GBP Patch, to hide over the scars on my belly...Whooo hoooo! I get to see my nurse on Friday, so I can't wait for the balloons and confetti to stream down on my slenderizing chubby cheeks, once I inform her that I did dump, it didn't hurt, I'm officially an RNY'er! She'll be so proud .
For the record, I dumped on a cracker with peanut butter...go figure! She told me I could have peanut butter, she told me I could have crackers....I figured protein...yea! but as soon as I swallowed it, it got hung up in my throat, I drank a little, and about 5 minutes later, that classic feeling when your getting ready to throw up....water mouth, sweat....it was a calm sort of thing. No violence...not thrashing about....not praying to the porcelian God....just up and out!

Another thing that I realized is the 30/30 rule rocks! At first I couldn't fathom eating without drinking, and a couple of times, I actually ate stuff and followed it with something to drink. I'll be the first to tell you its a horrible thing. Just horrible.  When I eat something too fast, don't chew it 104 times, or follow it with water/anything to drink, I instantly turn into Fred G. Sanford. The first thing I want to do is grab my heart and the closes chair at the same time. Seriously, its the first mental picture that creeps into my mind when I do that....weird I know, but that's what I do. 

I'm leaving work, so hopefully I'll be updating this weekend!

Until next time!

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