MrsD68
MAGOR mistake......
Apr 26, 2014
So.. as I hang my head in SHAME........ I admit.. I jumped the gun.. I had picked up my dtr and her baby from the hospital.. and of course... we needed to stop and get some tings from the grocery store. I got some rotisserie chicken for the family, grabbed my G2, and greek yogurt.. for myself.. well the ride home with the chicken was more than I could bear.. I was hungry, and the smell was INTOXICATING after weeks of fluids end pureed type foodstuff... I sat down and grabbed a piece, it was soft....I told myself, and juicy.... if I chew it REALLLY good, I will be OK. I am doing very well with pureed, and am drinking fluids just fine.. so I should be able to tolerate this.. WRONG on a million levels. FIRST of all.. I realize my mouth moves faster than my brain... I DID take a bite, and chew.. but somehow my tongue managed to get it down before it was like applesauce. It did not deter me.. I kept going... smaller bites, really chewing this time.. I felt so happy .. for all of 5 seconds.. til the PAIN hit.. OMG. It was birth in reverse. My poor 'tube" got jammed, I am sure like bottle neck traffic.. first of all .. despite my efforts to chew it to bits... I forget that the more you MASH something... the bigger the volume gets... so I had WAY to much, even though I promise, the piece I had was skinless, and I thought "small"... well.. not so. I sat there feeling like a complete DUMMY... with this HORRID sternal pain. All that was running thru my head was... the post op dietician class, the lady saying.. you "dont want to end up in the ER because you ate something you shouldnt have".. Here I am.. a NURSE for goodness sake.. I am an educated indivisual.. I KNOW better..... But the smell of that chicken on the way home.. just got to me. So.. I sat there taking sops of water.. to see if it would "go down"... Nope.. worst pain/feeling ever.... SO.. I trucked myself to the bathroom, and "got rid of it" the best way I could. When I seen the VOLUME of what I tried to get my poor pouch to take, I was ashamed of myself. I really thought I could "do it"..... I realized the consistency as well, was not acceptable in any case. SOO lesson learned. I told my hubby what I had done. He did not scold or bash me, but rather expressed his concern, "what if something happened, because I did not wait long enough to start these types of foods"... I promised him I am sticking to liquids until I see my Dr on Wendsday...... OHHH boy. I wont do THAT again..... It took me 3-4 trips to the bathroom, before I felt there was nothing left in my throat.... Ugh. I survived my hubby eating McDonalds, and cookies.. but the smell of that roasted chicken.. was beyond me. Well.. I learned my lesson, if not painfully....... NEVER again.. and had cottage cheese for dinner.. :)
