My whole family is in town and they eat junk!
My grandpa turned 90 this week and my entire family of aunts and uncles are in town. I had my RNY jan 6 and then I had a kidney infection that affected my stomach somehow. I havent been eating or drinking enough since my stomach is so sore, a side effect of the infection.. but Im getting mostly protein when I do eat and drinking water, so Im staying on diet 100%
I come from a family of obese people and when they are together they eat! I want to spend time with them but good golly I can see why we are all fat! I have 2 aunts and 1 uncle with the lap band and my mom has the RNY like me, and my mom is the only thin one out of everyone.
I have been battling food all week... cakes cookies pizza chips junk junk junk! Not to mention everyone keeps handing me brownies or cake! Im sure they are innocent and are just passing food around, but GEE-SUS It hard enough not to put it in my mouth after so many years of loving sweets and now eating NOTHING sweet at all. Most sugar free things make me feel gross so I avoid anything that resembles a dessert.
I have made it this far and want to hang a sign around my neck that says "DO NOT FEED THE BEAR" hee hee! (anyone remember the humphrey cartoons from way back? look them up on youtube you will love it!) Not to mention its my "time" right now and I would eat an entire cake if I wouldnt probably get really really sick.
You would think that as small as I am compared to what I looked like before would be enough for some people (not to mention other people who have had the surgery, seriously) to not push food at me. BUT I AM STRONG! I havent given in once and dont plan on it anytime soon. I had way to much fun today at the mall buying a belt that was at hot topic, a real store! Now when I shop I think, oh that is soooo plus size style! not me at all!
I just had to complain about how hard it is to be around my chubby family...... Im sure we all have to deal with that person who does not get it and tries to get you to eat something your not supposed to. my tag lines for the week
you cant drink soda? I would die me: Oh I cant be 260 lbs anymore? I could care less about soda
them: you cant drink milk? I would rather be fat then not drink milk! me: Ok Ill drink it but you all have to smell my gas!
them: no bread? no chips? its not worth it.. me: yeah its not worth sitting down on a chair and realizing that I dont have to worry if Im going to break it....
them: you have to give up so much! me: yeah I have to give up diabeates, heart problems, sore feet, taking forever to go up stairs, early death..... Id say I have to give up a lot!
I come from a family of obese people and when they are together they eat! I want to spend time with them but good golly I can see why we are all fat! I have 2 aunts and 1 uncle with the lap band and my mom has the RNY like me, and my mom is the only thin one out of everyone.
I have been battling food all week... cakes cookies pizza chips junk junk junk! Not to mention everyone keeps handing me brownies or cake! Im sure they are innocent and are just passing food around, but GEE-SUS It hard enough not to put it in my mouth after so many years of loving sweets and now eating NOTHING sweet at all. Most sugar free things make me feel gross so I avoid anything that resembles a dessert.
I have made it this far and want to hang a sign around my neck that says "DO NOT FEED THE BEAR" hee hee! (anyone remember the humphrey cartoons from way back? look them up on youtube you will love it!) Not to mention its my "time" right now and I would eat an entire cake if I wouldnt probably get really really sick.
You would think that as small as I am compared to what I looked like before would be enough for some people (not to mention other people who have had the surgery, seriously) to not push food at me. BUT I AM STRONG! I havent given in once and dont plan on it anytime soon. I had way to much fun today at the mall buying a belt that was at hot topic, a real store! Now when I shop I think, oh that is soooo plus size style! not me at all!
I just had to complain about how hard it is to be around my chubby family...... Im sure we all have to deal with that person who does not get it and tries to get you to eat something your not supposed to. my tag lines for the week
you cant drink soda? I would die me: Oh I cant be 260 lbs anymore? I could care less about soda
them: you cant drink milk? I would rather be fat then not drink milk! me: Ok Ill drink it but you all have to smell my gas!
them: no bread? no chips? its not worth it.. me: yeah its not worth sitting down on a chair and realizing that I dont have to worry if Im going to break it....
them: you have to give up so much! me: yeah I have to give up diabeates, heart problems, sore feet, taking forever to go up stairs, early death..... Id say I have to give up a lot!
...GOOD LUCK! 
I hear ya. I have family and friends who complain about their weight (whether they are "fat" or just think they are "fat"). And then I see what they're eating. No freakin wonder. The overall horrible diet of the average American just dazes me now.
For example, I went out to dinner with friends over easter weekend. I had already eaten, so I was just there to hang out and have drinks (ok, a drink, cause that's about all I can handle now). My good friend is having WLS this summer, and this is what she ordered: Grilled chicken caesar salad (healthy choice, sort of), then, buffalo chicken strips as an appetizer (wow, left turn), and she had three beers. All in one sitting. My other friend ordered and ate a monster cheeseburger, fries, and 10, count em, 10 beers.
As I sat there with my bacardi and diet, I thought I was going to explode jus****ching them. I can remember drinking like that, but not eating like that. Moral of the story is: Don't ***** about being fat and then keep eating horribly. Change it, dammit.
I feel horrible that I am so judgmental now over other people's eating choices. It's the wierdest form of guilt yet. But I most definitely don't feel bad that I'm making good choices and losing weight.
And I understand the questions and such. Friends and family look at me like I'm an alien for not eating crap food. They treat me like a freak of nature for what I can't eat. No, I can't eat gooey butter cake. "But you made it". Yes, but it doesn't mean I can eat it. Get over it.
For example, I went out to dinner with friends over easter weekend. I had already eaten, so I was just there to hang out and have drinks (ok, a drink, cause that's about all I can handle now). My good friend is having WLS this summer, and this is what she ordered: Grilled chicken caesar salad (healthy choice, sort of), then, buffalo chicken strips as an appetizer (wow, left turn), and she had three beers. All in one sitting. My other friend ordered and ate a monster cheeseburger, fries, and 10, count em, 10 beers.
As I sat there with my bacardi and diet, I thought I was going to explode jus****ching them. I can remember drinking like that, but not eating like that. Moral of the story is: Don't ***** about being fat and then keep eating horribly. Change it, dammit.
I feel horrible that I am so judgmental now over other people's eating choices. It's the wierdest form of guilt yet. But I most definitely don't feel bad that I'm making good choices and losing weight.
And I understand the questions and such. Friends and family look at me like I'm an alien for not eating crap food. They treat me like a freak of nature for what I can't eat. No, I can't eat gooey butter cake. "But you made it". Yes, but it doesn't mean I can eat it. Get over it.
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