Before surgery I had a love for food. You could always count ok me eating at a different restaurant. I LOVED food. I talked about food with friends, strangers, anyone who would listen.
I am grateful for my sleeve because I am finally able to control my weight but I sometimes miss food. I have no desire to eat and if I didn't need to I probably wouldn't. Trying to figure out my Protein grams and ensuring that I'm eating the right combination of food has become a chore. I don't want to complain but maybe in a few months I'll feel like eating again. I asked a thin friend of mine who told me that she eats for nourishment but doesn't look forward to it. Maybe that is what the sleeve has done to me, turned me into a person who isn't obsessed with food but one who sees food as nourishment and a means of survival.