I've come to hate food!

Even just a few bites hurt! I have to cook for 3 foreign exchange students, my 2 kids and a husband all boys. And man can they pack away the food! It actually makes me quite sick, I take 2-3 bites and I'm so stuffed it hurts all the time. Even for dinner I had 2 small bites of banana and was stuffed however I made all of them dumplings, egg rolls, rice and bananas and they all ate about 12-14 dumplings and just the smell made me sick! Blah I kinda went into this thinking ill still eat almost everything. Well I was wrong. But on the good note I lost 2 pounds since yesterday! Hmmm love food or love the weight loss? I think I'm loving the weight loss more than food. In fact I'm hating food now. But when I cook large meals I think I trick my mind to thinking I ate a lot. Just a little weird reflection on my thoughts today!

been there for sure...lol

and honestly, i hate cooking now...i just hate it, i have no desire. 

Joy, this is exactly what my husband and I were discussing today.  I am just over 40 days until my surgery and still have very mixed feelings.  Scared to death on one hand and very excited on the other.  A big (pardon the pun) part of our relationship revolves around food.  Celebrations, emotions, you know how it is.  I LOVE food, and LOVE eating, but know so well it is slowly killing me.  I think the fact that I won't eat the same ever again scares my husband.  It sure is a double edged blade.

I look at food the opposite way. 

I love that it doesn't take so much food to satisfy my hunger.

I love planning what I'm going to cook for me and my husband to eat for the week and then going and picking it out at the store.

I love that I get to cook two main dishes and when I portion them out, they last me the entire work week.

I love trying to convert my old recipes into sleeve friendly ones so that I can still enjoy what I used to cook before I had surgery.  So far this has been successful.

I love that my grocery bill is anywhere from 1/3 to 1/2 of what it used to be, especially since both hubby and I are sleeve patients now.

Just a different perspective...

I still love food, I just eat a lot less of it, and I make much better choices.

Sadly I am getting worried,  I am not having a lot of issues with food.  I am still being careful and following the rules but still it worries me that I am not. Small bumps but nothing more.....

I hated food for the first 3 months post op until I got the hang of this new eating gig. Now I like it again, just in teeny weeny portions

I found that the thought of eating made me queasy for many weeks.  I think it cleared up in the 7th week when the swelling went down in my tummy.  So keep the philosophy that "this too shall pass." 

You'll get to the point when you enjoy eating your 3 ounce meals! (smile) 

best wishes,

Carol

I'm not a fan of how my husband and son (although he is 3) eat. They can pack it away. 

BUT...I've come to enjoy finding recipes that are low carb alternatives and healthier.  I am NOT a cook. I don't particularly like to cook.  But, as a commitment to the WLS, I've really made it a point to find ant try new recipes.  I basically said to my husband get on the bus or get out of the way, I won't make high carb unhealthy meals and then cook something else for myself. 

Something you might want to try is cooking things that you know are approved for you, but your family will eat.  It is unfair and unnecessary to cook 2 meals.  Really try making sure you make food that you can eat too.  It helps your motivation.  If I was cooking everything that you are and couldn't eat any of it (and had to prepare something separate for me), I'd hate life--wait, I did hate it and that was what the first 4-6 weeks were like)...and my husband would be cooking his own darn food.

 

that said...congrats on your loss!

I take it as an immense blessing that I am no longer interested in food and have no tangible temptations to eat off-plan.  I still cook nice dishes for my family and have great motivation to improve my cooking skills, but for me food is now fuel and a means to keep my nutrition up to avoid problems.  For me it's a dream come true which hopefully will linger the further postop I go.