JCDan
Back to basics
Feb 10, 2014
So, it was bound to happen. I'm the kind of guy who takes one swipe putt-putt, decides he's probably the greatest golfer ever, and enters the Pro-Am walk-on tournament, only to find that I'm in way over my head. I've done it before, I'll do it again. I did it yesterday, and it scared the shit out of me.
I was watching TV (do you realize how much food is on TV??) and got head-hungry. I veered violently off-plan, consuming some terrible broth and then a tea + honey mixture, and an entire freezer pop (full sugar, not SF). This, understandably, made my pouch hurt, so I poured some protein shake on top to "wash it down". Old habits die hard.
Within an hour, I was shaking with cold, sweating, and had to use the facilities, ahem, rather urgently. Twice. I clicked off the boob-tube, showered, and put myself to bed with a compazine and a stern lecture to never do that again.
Just because you're doing well post-op is not an excuse to screw up the plan.
So today's a new day. I'm back on plan. Four little kups and my kitchen timer. 1 cup every 15 minutes. Two protein, two water. It's going to be a long day....
