Guys, I just wrote this email to my dietician. I need some help. I feel like I've almost swayed too far the wrong way...
Hi Fiona,
Have been sitting here talking to my wife, Sarah, about the changes I'm going to have to make to my lifestyle to adapt to the sleeve, and I don't know that I'm ready.
All the pep talks from yourself and from Dr Nolan's reception girls, and friends and forum posts are great but no-one knows what happens in my head. No-one has had the same experience with food that I have, and/or likes the same things I do.
I've never thought of myself as an emotional eater - I still don't think that's the case. I think that I really enjoy certain things (many things), and I just can't bear the thought tonight of only being able to take a couple of bites of something I love, and not be able to continue - whether my body says I'm full or not. I fear that even if I can get over this mental hurdle and do go ahead with the surgery next Friday that I am going to do myself damage, physically and mentally by pushing it too far.
We talk about, and I read about the guidelines on "how to eat" post-sleeve, in the sense of slowly, small bites etc.. My mouth isn't going to be any smaller! I was speaking to (a friend) on Tuesday and she mentioned that it would take her 2 sittings to eat a single sushi roll. I can't imagine how hard it will be, for a big (and I mean tall by that) guy like me to take tiny little bites of a sushi roll - it doesn't even work that way! I don't like the seaweed or the rice by themselves. I know I'm rambling but I guess it just illustrates my point - I can make peace with the 1 (or maybe 2 if I'm a lucky one) small slices of pizza, but how can I reconcile with myself that I can't even eat a normal amount of something healthy like a chicken breast or a salad sandwich??
The more I write this, the more I fear I'm changing my own mind further - this pre-op diet is doing my head in. I would die for a salad sanga at the moment. This diet is making me realise the fantastic array of healthy options that I have, that I just haven't bothered to take in the past when it's all gotten too hard and would just jump in the car to go and get KFC for dinner.
I fear feeling abnormal. I realise being obese is abnormal in itself, but the rest of my life is a really long time to live with the regret and mourning for something that I have enjoyed so much over my first 30 years.
It feels like I am voluntarily going in to have my right arm amputated.
At the moment I'm feeling like perhaps this is the kick in the arse that I've needed to actually get this weight off. When I'm honest, even though I've made numerous attempts at losing my weight over the past 10 or more years, it's always been a little half-hearted, or it's been full-on and only lasted a short period of time. I have the knowledge, and have the tools, and I have the desire to make it happen, so why can't I do this on my own, and still be able to eat a normal sized healthy meal, and the occasional Quarter Pounder??
Please give me call, or a return email as soon as you're able - I need to resolve this before I go through another weekend of indecision and despair.