Back Home & Pizza
I made it back home safe and sound. Thank you all for your warm wishes and thoughts. You all are the best!
I brought cheese and peanut butter sandwich crackers with me - kept in my purse and boy were they a lifesaver. I snuck out of the funeral home a couple of times to eat one. Actual meals were few and FAR between.
My family ended up going out to dinner after the wake - 9pm! I ordered a slice of pizza with cheese and tomatos. It was AWESOME! And I ate the whole thing. Well everything but the crust. I wanted to do a little dance - I can eat pizza
I can eat pizza
I can eat pizza
Can you tell I am excited? Pizza and tacos! I am almost feeling like a human being.
Glad to be home,
Beth



Beth,
I would love to have a slice of pizza. You were able to just have one slice and were satisfied? I am so afraid to try a slice and then get that horrid craving for more.
I think I will have the one slice the day before I get my first Gastic Band fill. That way even if I want more hopefully I will have enough restriction to not be able to down another slice.
Ah, pizza, nectar of the gods....
Sandra

Yup! By the time I was 3/4 of the way through I was stuffed. I knew that one more bite meant everything would be coming right back up! I brought the left overs back to the hotel and the next night I nibbled through two pieces over several hours of watching tv. I've become more of a nibbler then I ever was before. For one I have a habit of eating too fast or too much and then throwing up. This way not only do I keep myself from getting sick but I get to enjoy the food for longer!
Beth