Updates and Utter embarrassments

Jul 31, 2010

Well I think if I weren't already ready to have WLS, tonight would've done it.  My husband and I went to The Melting Pot to have dinner.  It is one of our favorite places to go, and we went as a last restaurant meal out kind of thing.  I'm self-imposing Medifast on myself until my surgery.   As for my update, I successfully got in with the Nutritionist after calling the bariatric program coordinator.  She has also had the Sleeve and was SO nice!  I didn't want to take another day off work to go to the NUT but there was no way around that.  However, she did make it to where I only had to take one day off work to do the 1 hr. session, the 30 minute one-on-one, and the 1 hr. session with her.  So I got that booked.  Next I called and scheduled my psych evaluation and I have that on the 24th of August.  Bummer in a way because it means me having to leave work early one day, but at this point I just have to do what I have to do to get this surgery on the move!  So that is moving for me.  She said that all of those appointments really didn't need to occur until 4 weeks til my surgery, so I don't see myself having surgery any LATER than mid-September.  

So anyway, I have stashes of Medifast that I was doing earlier in the Spring, and I've decided I'm just going to start doing Medifast.  Even if I'm not on a mandated liquid diet, I can start losing by myself so that I won't have so much to lose post-op.  So we went to Melting Pot tonight.  Here's where the embarrassment came in.  The host decided to sit us in a booth.  Even with my large size I have NEVER had a problem fitting in a booth.  Now, I am not sitting in on sliding up and down the cushion and having a ball, but I have certainly never had to ask to be seated somewhere else.  Well, I think it's quite possible that he seated us in the smallest booth available to mankind.  The entrance to the booth was blocked halfway by a decorative piece of wood so even my 145-150 lb. husband had to shimmy in there.  Well we approached the table and I knew right away this was going to be like playing Tetris for me to get in there, if it was even possible.  I tried once, twice, as the little host asked if we were there for a special occasion.  I went to the restroom and just gathered myself, knowing that I either was going to have to pole vault myself over the decorative wood entrance to the seat and become a stuffed sausage in the booth, or I was going to have to ask for another seat.  So I come back to the seat and try one more time without the audience of the host and then told my husband that this was just NOT going to work out.  He told me we should just move our stuff to the booth across, but the host said that one was reserved.  Like someone called and said "Hi I'd like the third table on the right in the front".  But nevertheless we just asked if there were other booths like that one available and he found it for us.  Problem solved and I was able to get in this one.  Now it was not the most comfortable because I wasn't really able to shift my weight off my butt much because of the way I had to sit to be comfortable, but it just helped me realize that I am SICK of this problem and am going to change it.  I can't WAIT to go back there for our anniversary in April (which we always do) and be able to sit in the crazy booth that is only meant for thin people.  It was completely embarrassing and I hated every moment of it, but luckily my hubby and i laugh a lot and so we just laughed it off.  Only because we knew that change was coming, I think.  

I can't believe I was gutsy enough to post that on here considering how horrible it was, but I do know that others on here have talked multiple times about having problems with booths, so I didn't feel so apprehensive about posting!  Goodnight all!!

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