During my pre-op diet and now that I'm newly banded

my husband refuses to eat in front of me.

He cooks for himself and eats all of his meals down stairs.

Sometimes I ask him, "So, what did you eat for dinner?"

He always says something like,

"It was crap...tasted like ass."

And he says it totally seriously. LOL

After surgery he responded to every need never acting put out.

I love him but now I'm starting to worship him. :thumbup:

Anyone else have a spouse work pretty hard

to keep you comfortable during the tough phases?

Awww -- that is sweet.

And yes, my husband is also pretty awesome. He helped me make Soup and stock the freezer with individual portions of clear and full liquids and mushies prior to my surgery, helped with putting the house in order, and took a week off of work to dote on me. He changed my bandages every day, and even offered to sleep on the sofa if I thought it would help to have the bed to myself when I got home.

He also tried not to eat in front of me, but I've been very adamant that my friends and family should not change their eating habits because I've had surgery. My thoughts are, if I can get used to friends and family eating yummies around me, then later, when with people who do not know about my surgery (i.e.: at various business functions), I'll have more self control not to dive face first into an fatty appetizer tray. :thumbup:

After 50 years of marriage, I can say that my hubby is one of the best. He is very careful to take good care of me in lots of different ways. As I am getting more and more independant again, I will have to make sure that I don't shut him out. He needs to be needed sometimes.

My husband is a saint! I tell you, I was so sick after surgery, I had to have phenegran suppositories.. he even put them in for me LOL LOL! He is my biggest cheerleader. He has started charting all of his food just like i do, and he's even lost about 20 pounds! I couldn't have done it without him, and will be forever grateful to him for his love and support.

20 years of marriage here and still going strong with a wonderful nuturing caring husband like that. But, we had the talk before I was banded and I just didn't want him to have to change his life forever because of me. So, in the beginning he was so careful with me and worried about eating certain foods in front of me which was great but we kind of gradually moved into a phase where now, he eats what he wants and it doesn't bother me. I also cook for him and don't eat it. He takes it to work the next day for lunch or on the weekends he eats the remainder on Sunday. Works out fine and neither one of us has to go out of our way now. Hopefully, you will reach a happy medium that both of you don't have to work so hard at.

OK I need to chime in on this thread for sure because my husband is the most amazing husband EVER :ohmy: He was banded in October and I was banded in November :thumbup: together we are an unstopable team, he took perfect care of me after my surgery.....he even brough in 2 dozen red roses into the recovery room to symbolize our new start in life together! I adore him :mad: