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News Flash: I'm Not Perfect
Jul 27, 2010
I was having a great day yesterday. I got sunburned from being in the pool for hours with a friend. It was fun, though. My 21 year old son was over and I got to have a nice talk with him. He was happier than he's been for awhile and that warmed my heart. Despite all the company, I was still able to get some of my chores done and that made me feel great.I had just enough time to run to the grocery store and pick up a few groceries before I had to go pick up my husband from his carpool. One of our vehicles is in the shop and we're down to one. Everything was going great until...
I was telling my friend how much I love Raspberry tea from all the fast food places. I had been told that it was sugar free, but my friend informed me that they were all sweetened. ACK!! All those calories! No wonder I loved them. I wondered why I hadn't dumped with them, but determined not to beat myself up, just to stop drinking them and find another alternative.
So, I'm in the store buying this and that, plus something very easy to prepare for dinner. I started feeling gassy. Well, that's normal, huh? I thought no big deal. Then, as I was checking out, 15 minutes to go get the hubby, I started having stronger gas pains. Hmmmm. Walking to the truck, I decided that I better go home and use the bathroom even if it makes me late to pick up my husband. I put the groceries in. I get in the truck and realize, I don't have time to drive the five minutes home. I found the nearest place to stop, ran into the bathroom and felt like I was dumping. I got sweaty, dizzy, felt a little nauseous as I "did my business". I was so afraid I was going to pass out. I texted my husband so he'd know where I was. Then, I texted him and asked his carpool to meet me where I was because I wasn't going to be able to drive.
This too, did pass, but I was left weak and shaky. I walked back to the truck, started it (needed the a/c), reclined the seat and waited for my husband to come. He, of course, was concerned. I was feeling better, but not ready to drive. With every passing minute I felt a little better. Once home, I laid down for fifteen minutes and got up had dinner and a pretty normal evening. We even went swimming later.
I don't know what was in the Lemonade, maybe the real lemon juice, perhaps too many sugar alcohols, whatever. I am not having it again! This incident made my husband skittish. He needs a WLS and was advised to have the same thing I'm having. However, he said he can't afford to have all these little incidents I'm experiencing while he is at work. He can't afford to take the time off. He's completely rethinking his decision. I feel a little bad about that, but I know that he has to make up his own mind. It's his body and he has to live with the consequences. I did point out that had he not been around, I simply would have sat in the truck until I felt well enough to drive home, which would have been about 15 minutes. It was the time factor of his arrival that forced me to take actions beyond that. In any case, with RNY, I'm living and learning. I am so glad for this surgery. It's been great for me, despite difficult moments.
God bless you for reading this extra long blog post. I wish you all the best in your journey!
