I'm 6 days post-op and thankfully had an amazing recovery. I was able to walk laps from the first day, and finally got all my water/protein/vitamins in today.
...but I've also been on this liquid diet for about 3 weeks now and I'm ready for a JAILBREAK! I feel like a teenager in heat, I can't stop thinking about fewdz. I'm seriously craving the weirdest things!! I can't have dinner with my family because I keep leering at their food. In their sweet attempt to support me, they're all eating healthily...but right now I want to rip the eggplant off my sister's plate and go scarf it down in a dark corner. I almost ravaged a tomato yesterday even though post-op you'd have to wrestle me down to get me to nibble veggies. I've had dreams (nightmares?) about...breaking into ice-cream stores and holding up the employees at gunpoint...for a hot fudge sundae. The only thing that gets me through is reading through the topics discussing all the yummy mushies I'll be having in three weeks O_O
Even as I'm writing this, I'm facing my mom as she's cooking dinner. I feel like a creeper because I keep taking long sips of my Water and salivating over the sight of a hot pan.
...so does anyone else get a weird satisfaction from daydreaming about foods you'll eventually get to have? Sometimes just thinking about my future meals gets me into a giddy mood. I'll always be a lil fatty at heart I guess >.>"
I'm 6 days post-op and thankfully had an amazing recovery. I was able to walk laps from the first day, and finally got all my water/protein/vitamins in today.
...but I've also been on this liquid diet for about 3 weeks now and I'm ready for a JAILBREAK! I feel like a teenager in heat, I can't stop thinking about fewdz. I'm seriously craving the weirdest things!! I can't have dinner with my family because I keep leering at their food. In their sweet attempt to support me, they're all eating healthily...but right now I want to rip the eggplant off my sister's plate and go scarf it down in a dark corner. I almost ravaged a tomato yesterday even though post-op you'd have to wrestle me down to get me to nibble veggies. I've had dreams (nightmares?) about...breaking into ice-cream stores and holding up the employees at gunpoint...for a hot fudge sundae. The only thing that gets me through is reading through the topics discussing all the yummy mushies I'll be having in three weeks O_O
Even as I'm writing this, I'm facing my mom as she's cooking dinner. I feel like a creeper because I keep taking long sips of my Water and salivating over the sight of a hot pan.
...so does anyone else get a weird satisfaction from daydreaming about foods you'll eventually get to have? Sometimes just thinking about my future meals gets me into a giddy mood. I'll always be a lil fatty at heart I guess >.>"