Checking In along with a painful lesson

Hi everyone. I Started my 3rd week back to work today. The past two weeks I have come home exhausted but this weekend I noticed I felt better and had some energy to catch up on my spring cleaning. Hubby just doesn't see the killer dust bunnies unless they come out to attack him.

I have not been able to tolerate alot food. I do 2 cups of milk throughout the am and fit another cup later in the day. I finally found a protein shake I can tolerate. A friend gave me Nectar , strawberry/kiwi and I mix it with water. Still cant do eggs,puddings,jello, or any yogurts. Don't know why? I tolerate food better at night than during the day. Don't know why?? I struggle with water but I am making appoint to throw out the excuses and get that in.

I do exercise and love to go to our Physical Therapy department at the hospital I work at. I am getting my routines back ,but not quite pre-surgery. I take the stairs more at work. And a co-worker showed me a walking route she does in the halls of our hospital.

My Painful lesson came on Sunday. I tried eggs in the morning and did not tolerate it well. So my pouch was a little tender. Later in the afternoon my husband made biscuits for his daughter and  granddaughter. They smelled heavenly and I did not even think. I was totally in a pre-surgical frame of mind and ate one. I didn't even finish before the pain started. I realized and thought What did I just do? Over the next hour the pain increase dramatically and I was glad the girls left before they saw me double up and thrashing around on the couch.  I totally didn't even think about what I was doing. It was like I was on automatic pilot. I wasn't even hungry. I definitely will not do that again. Pain is a great motivator. Newbie lessons really help put things into perspective    My husband said "you're not going to do that again ...are you"I guess I had that coming since I played the roll of the food police a few times with him through out the  year since  his surgery. So when they say bread has to be dry toast they mean it.

{{HUGS EVERYONE}}
Tressa

I can easily recall cooking a few weeks post-op and the instant reaction to taste what I was cooking.  Wow--I'd literally have to slap my hand before the food hit my mouth.  Its a hard lesson to learn but eventually it will stick!  Sorry to hear your lil grumpy pouch was complainin'--boy those lil buggars can be super sensitive huh? 

Hope you start to feel more energy soon--I think it was when I hit my 4th week that I suddenly felt much more energetic.  Be good to yourself and hang in there lady!!!

((hugs))

oooooooo..... I've done that.... a couple of times actually.. not with bread but other things.... someone brought chinese food for my husband after my surgery... ( so I wouldn't have to cook) it just smelled so good... so i took a bite of a snap pea.... it got stuck.... I GOT SICK!

another time not long after... I was cooking for the hubby and it smelled good... I took a piece of mozzerella and just popped it in my mouth... it slid right down and got stuck! (only about a week out from surgery) oh I thought I'd die...

NOPE it isn't fun by any means...

hope you don't go and do this again so mindlessly...
but that is one of the things that got us all into this problem in the first place: MINDLESS EATING!!! 

now we pay for it! 

I'm so sorry...mine was a peanut butter and apple butter. Really low in sugar...thought I had it made.  3 hours of wanting to die!  Haven't come close to apple butter since.  Lessons are good (and painful) but they sure do work well.

That's awesome that you're taking the stairs girlfriend!!  There's some success thinking and great progress. I'm sorry you hurt yourself but so glad you're OK...and wiser.
hugs, Y

Isn't it funny (maybe ironic is the word I want, because it certainly isn't HUMOROUS!) when we eat something that ends up biting us in the butt! For me, it was more than 4 months out and I broke my morning protien shake breakfast and had a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios with skim milk. About HALF of a "normal" serving size - I just wanted something different. It tasted good, and went down fine. An hour later I was shaking, sweating and wondering what I was dying from until it hit me that I had taken in FAR too much sugar and emptied EVERYTHING in my system into the toilet. I never realized how awful the cramping from dumping could feel - I wish I had thrown it up - because it was so awful to actually get it out the other end!  I'm not sure I will EVER think of eating cereal again - I NEVER saw it coming! I have had little bites of "treats" here and there. I have actually been scared of what I CAN eat - because I hadn't had any ill effects from anything up until that bowl of cereal. I always expected that reaction to come from something obvious - cookies, dessert, etc. Now - I am suspect of anything I didn't make or carefully read the label on. Thankfully fruit hasn't bothered me so far - but I do limit it to a couple servings per week - and fresh with NO sweeteners. I wonder how long until our heads learn we need to eat to live and we aren't living to eat anymore?