Newbies on the liquid diet......IGNORE THE TALKING FOOD
When I was on my 2 week pre-op diet, I thought I was going to die. By the time my surgery got here, I would gag at the sight of the portein powder container...didn't even have to smell it! That was my reaction to the one I liked even!
I ate enough SF jello to sink a battleship and had eaten enough soup (broth only) to where I was peeing like a Russian race horse on race day.
Hard as it is to believe, I was actually looking forward to resuming my protein powder with skim milk in week 2 after surgery. That didn't last long. I was back to gacking at the thought of them by the time I was on mushies. I used protein shots and K20 in my water during week one but they were gagalicious
too. I still drink one a day to get my protein in but have found one that is not half bad.
During that liquid phase, food talked to me all the time. Now anyone that knows me can tell you that I am a little...."off". I talk to myself and have a voice in my head that I argue with. So for food to talk to me wasn't a big surprise
About 4 days into my liquid diet, I found myself alone in the house on a Sunday afternoon. There was a tub of macaroni salad in the fridge that I was obsessing over. Now I usually don't care that much for macaroni salad but boy, the thought of that cold, slimy pasta was driving me crazy. At first, it would whisper to me as I walked by the fridge (Psst...hey you.....eat me. It won't hurt. Just a little bite. I'm delicious. Your doing so good, what will a little bit of me hurt you?) I ignored it and even tried to avoid the kitchen. I stripped the beds and buried myself in laundry. Worked on my Dad's taxes. The macaroni's voice was getting louder and obnoxious "Hey fatty, waddle on over here and take a bite!). I found more things to do in the opposite end of the house. Went upstairs and scrubbed the guest bathroom. But it was no good. After a couple of hours, that damn macaroni was screaming at me (HEY YOU!! I AM GOING TO HAUNT YOU TIL YOU EAT ME!).
Finally, I stuck a spoon down in the bowl, stirred it around, pulled it out and licked it like a porn star. I think I experienced a foodgasm. I then marched to the bathroom, dumped the whole wad of it into the toilet and flushed it away. Ha. Scream at me and you'll be sorry you delicious macaroni!!! I got such great satisfaction from watching those noodles swirl around in the bowl before swimming to the septic tank! I guess it was just a carb craving but it was rough.
Needless to say, I stayed on my pre-op diet and didn't cheat. My doctor said my liver looked great and I lost 11 lbs in those two weeks of hell. My surgery went great and my recovery flawless. I've lost another 24.6 lbs and over 11 inches since surgery on 4/7/11. I've only slipped up once (see my post earlier today "Sleeve - 1; Goldfish - 0) about other talking food. I'm eating regular food now and loving my sleeve.
If I can do it, so can anyone else. I got thru the starvation, the headaches, the *****iness and the cravings without giving in to the talking food or killing my husband. I came close to gnawing on the furniture though.
Keep the faith and ignore the talking food!
I ate enough SF jello to sink a battleship and had eaten enough soup (broth only) to where I was peeing like a Russian race horse on race day.
Hard as it is to believe, I was actually looking forward to resuming my protein powder with skim milk in week 2 after surgery. That didn't last long. I was back to gacking at the thought of them by the time I was on mushies. I used protein shots and K20 in my water during week one but they were gagalicious
too. I still drink one a day to get my protein in but have found one that is not half bad.During that liquid phase, food talked to me all the time. Now anyone that knows me can tell you that I am a little...."off". I talk to myself and have a voice in my head that I argue with. So for food to talk to me wasn't a big surprise
About 4 days into my liquid diet, I found myself alone in the house on a Sunday afternoon. There was a tub of macaroni salad in the fridge that I was obsessing over. Now I usually don't care that much for macaroni salad but boy, the thought of that cold, slimy pasta was driving me crazy. At first, it would whisper to me as I walked by the fridge (Psst...hey you.....eat me. It won't hurt. Just a little bite. I'm delicious. Your doing so good, what will a little bit of me hurt you?) I ignored it and even tried to avoid the kitchen. I stripped the beds and buried myself in laundry. Worked on my Dad's taxes. The macaroni's voice was getting louder and obnoxious "Hey fatty, waddle on over here and take a bite!). I found more things to do in the opposite end of the house. Went upstairs and scrubbed the guest bathroom. But it was no good. After a couple of hours, that damn macaroni was screaming at me (HEY YOU!! I AM GOING TO HAUNT YOU TIL YOU EAT ME!).
Finally, I stuck a spoon down in the bowl, stirred it around, pulled it out and licked it like a porn star. I think I experienced a foodgasm. I then marched to the bathroom, dumped the whole wad of it into the toilet and flushed it away. Ha. Scream at me and you'll be sorry you delicious macaroni!!! I got such great satisfaction from watching those noodles swirl around in the bowl before swimming to the septic tank! I guess it was just a carb craving but it was rough.
Needless to say, I stayed on my pre-op diet and didn't cheat. My doctor said my liver looked great and I lost 11 lbs in those two weeks of hell. My surgery went great and my recovery flawless. I've lost another 24.6 lbs and over 11 inches since surgery on 4/7/11. I've only slipped up once (see my post earlier today "Sleeve - 1; Goldfish - 0) about other talking food. I'm eating regular food now and loving my sleeve.
If I can do it, so can anyone else. I got thru the starvation, the headaches, the *****iness and the cravings without giving in to the talking food or killing my husband. I came close to gnawing on the furniture though.
Keep the faith and ignore the talking food!
Never, never, never give up!...though she be but little, she is FIERCE...
A Midsummer Night's Dream
Visions of noodles swirling through my head - lmao! Keep up the great work!
Lucy 
(Imma Loser!)
HW 335 SW 311 CW 181.2 -- Goals: Twoderville - 6/7/11, 280 - 7/1/11, 260 - 8/1/11, 240 - 10/30/11 Centry Club - 11/22/11, 220 - 12/27/11 Onederland - 5/25/12, 180 - , 170 (surgeons goal) -
We shall see where this leads...
This has got to be one of my favorite post! I am LMAO!!!! I'm at work and my staff is asking "Val, what are you laughing about?" I am going to print this and read it every time I am in a bad mood or have to remind myself to ignore the "Talking Food!"
Great read!!!
I love to laugh!!!
Great read!!!
I love to laugh!!!
Val 
"Turns out is not where but who you're with that really matters!"
~ Dave Matthews
"Turns out is not where but who you're with that really matters!"
~ Dave Matthews
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