starorchids
Not afraid to SPEAK UP
Sep 15, 2013
September 15, 2013
It's been a few weeks since I've posted. I've had so much going on...vacation, sprained ankle, sprained it again, and then playing catch up with work. But one thing has not changed...my dedication. On vacation I took our foreman grill with us. I'll be darned if I wasn't going to take it with us. We did eat out two times...and both times, I spoke up and requested what I needed. Some may think I'm picky and high maintenance but I'm not afraid to SPEAK UP anymore!
Three main ingredients all places use to cook food are butter, sugar and salt. And out of those three...none of them are healthy for you. We cooked our foods, packed them with us, and when we did go out, we made the right choices. It felt so good.
Today my husband and I were at the other end of town. My tummy was not happy so I wanted to go home so I could feel more comfortable "going there". But my stomach had other ideas. So I saw a Frisch's at the corner were I was turning and remembered my Mamaw telling me about the salad bar. We pulled in and after I was comfortable I spoke to the waitress at our table. I spoke up and explained I had just had surgery a few months ago (WLS) and I don't eat much but I wanted the salad bar. She ended up just charging me for a small side salad (2.00) and I thanked her over and over.
I grabbed a small bowl that is normally for soup, put in some iceberg lettuce mix, mushrooms, a couple strands of green bell pepper, and a bit of cheese (protein). I found the one dressing they had that was a fat free catalina dressing and used it. Added some black pepper and took my time.
As I sat there, I realized that when I bypassed the breakfast bar section of the bar I didn't glance at it at all. I kept my "tunnel vision" and kept going. It wasn't important to me. Six months ago, if I would have told myself I'd prefer a salad to eggs, biscuits, gravy, sausage, hashbrowns, etc I would have laughed my butt off. But it's the truth. I would much rather have the salad I ate today. I'm so much happier now than what I was.
The other day I saw one of my great aunts (I talk to her often)...she hadn't seen me since before my surgery. When she saw me, she started tearing up with joy. She was so proud of me. It means the world to have my family proud of me. It means so much to me to help influence others, even though I don't know it all...and I never will...I can at least share my story and experiences and hope that my support and encouragement to others will help them.
