I had my surgery on 6/1. I lost 25 pounds pre-op to present. I was on clear liquids 4 days pre-op and was supposed to continue on clears for 2 weeks after surgery, then 2 weeks on thick liquids, then 2 weeks on mushies/pureed foods. I made it until thursday (10/11) which would be 11 days post op and had to eat something. I ate pureed chicken salad and wanted to devour it. I ate mush peas and mashed potatoes. Then yesterday I went crazy and ate an italian sausage brat. I chewed chewed chewed. Everything went down fine. No regurgitation. No pain. And it felt great to eat some food. I mean awesome. Today I came back to my senses and started where I am supposed to be: thick liquids including yogurt, pudding, etc. (my doc said I could start 2 days early)What brought me back to my senses was fear that I would hurt the healing process and or stretch the upper pouch---Hopefully I did not hurt anything. Monday morning I get to call in and confess. This "breaking the rules" is part of the reason I had to go to surgery for help. The struggle with being on liquids for so long has been extremely tough on me including: emmotionally (irratability, discontent), physically (stamina, focus, energy), and socially. But, the aforementioned struggle is not anything compared to the life long struggle/guilt with the failed deiets etc. I know the lap band is only another tool in my tool box just like excersise, self control, support, and accountability. I am not perfect. The band is not perfect. Perfection is not excpected for success. Long term steady-eddy consistency is the key. This includes occassional set backs. To err is human--to forgive is divine. Therefore I forgive myself.