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So true. I was ice cold only for beverages and HOT for anything "food" (broth)

My "bad" wasn't the amount of food. It was my typical choices. Carb, carbs, carbs. Could have made some better choices. Add that to my sugary alcoholic beverages and it was a day of super not so great choices. My really BAD was carbonated alcoholic beverages. More than one. And I enjoyed them too easily. I've lost almost 90 pounds since April and I felt like I just stood at the top of a very slippery slope for myself. Remember, this is my tool but my long term success has to be my choices. And if I'm already trying to go around my tool, I'm afraid I'll be setting myself up for future failure. Stretching my pouch due to carbonation was a true concern for me though. I like having a restriction. In the moment I felt just like I have during every previous diet. Sabotage. Regret. Failure. But the amazing thing with this surgery is that yes, I felt like that. But the next day I didn't stay in my cycle of just screw it. Instead, I still had my typical restriction. I had my tiny meals, exercised, drank my water, and for my own personal mindset I tried on my beginning clothes which literally fell off my body. I'm good. Not as great as I'd like to be. And woah, the bloating from my 'bad' day was off the charts. Here we are 3 days out and my bloating is gone, I'm back on track, and I'm still able to shop at regular stores and not even in the plus section. Life is still amazing!

I think it's because the alcohol went down so easily. Carbonation, not a problem. Sugary combination, not a problem. Like I dipped my toe in the water and hoped I'd get bit by a shark. But, nah, the water's fine. Come on in. I didn't want to really know that I'd have zero reaction to a high sugar drink. I'm doing better today. And biked 10 miles at the gym so I'm feeling better about myself for at least getting my butt there and doing it. It reset my head. Today's a new day.

I ate decently: small amount of Turkey in small bites, a very small amount of dressing, two bites of mac n cheese... But later I ate a piece of pie with whipped cream. Almost a whole small sliver. And I had 3 alcohol drinks throughout the day (from 12-8pm). Now I have the typical fat, shameful remorse that i always have had after pigging out. But I now have the additional fear DID I RUIN WHAT I HAVE COME THIS FAR WITH? I'm 6.5 mos out. What if I stretched out my sleeve with two glasses of champagne. I drank s-l-o-w but it's still bubbly. Tomorrow has to be a restart day. Protein shakes, water, water, water. I didn't think holidays would be this hard. I thought it'd be me chatting with all the family and hearing how great I look (motivation before dining). But our plans fell through and...I messed up.

I was same day outpatient surgery. That day (Thurs) and the following (Fri) I stayed medicated with the meds sent home. Saturday I was at my kids soccer and baseball games all day and Sunday was a repeat with multiple games all over town. I tired more easily but pain wasn't unbearable at all.

I went home same day. Surgery on Thursday, stayed in bed at home Friday, and by Saturday and Sunday I was at the fields watching my kids: soccer and baseball games. I had no issues at all post surgery.