The blues

Last night as I was making plates for my kids and hubby, I started getting so sad. I actually started crying and asking myself what have I done to myself.  I have lost quite a bit of weight already and I love seeing the changes in my body, but, I miss being able to eat supper with my family. We sit down to eat and I am done in like 5 minutes and they have barely gotten started so I get to sit there and watch them eat. The whole time I am thinking, are you nuts, why did you do this to yourself. I can't even taste food I am cooking for them because a taste of the food is about the size of my pouch. I just keep going back and forth between glad I did it and I must be crazy. Is this normal? Is this what is meant by the depression and how long does it last? Thanks- Tina

Completely normal!! In fact everyone that I talk to about the surgery - I tell them you will have that time when you think - what the crap have I done?! It gets better and easier. When the weight starts dropping you will be thrilled and you'll begin to find it easier as you can explore a little more with the foods you can eat. In the meantime, try and focus on the conversation at the table rather than the food. I have found that when I sit back and listen I don't miss the ravenous eating nearly as much! I think you'll find that we all have had the same thought, cried, was depressed and then realized yes it was worth it. I can say for sure it has been worth it, and I'd do it again in a minute if I had to do it over again. AT

Sounds normal to me.   I've gotten to where I chew sugar free gum after I finish eating and try to distract myself! You are not crazy and it won't last forever!

I agree with the rest. It is pretty normal. But it will get better. Whle sitting at the table with the family. Try eating slower, smaller bites. I can sit with the family and make my little bit last as long as they are eating. I just eat real slow and put my fork down between bites.
It will gt better just hang in there.

I cried non stop pretty much for 3 weeks.  You would have thought someone close to me had just died or that I was crazy.  I would cry for no reason at all.  I would be talkign to someone and just start crying.  My primary Dr upped my anti-depressants for fear that I would fall into a deep depression.  I think it hit me so hard because of my own depression problems I have suffered from since I was a kid (I think mine started as early as 6 or 7).  I think people were afraid to come by and visit or call cause I would cry.  I was a poor sight, but it is all normal, whether you cry a little for a few days or cry non stop for 3 weeks, it's all part of the process.  And it didn't start until the day I left the hospital.  I was fine and happy and cheery until I was on my way home.  \