So, my husband has asked me at least 10 times "What are you having for your big, last meal?" I tell him that I am having elective surgery...not going to the electric chair. I do not even get this mentality. He acts as if I will never be able to eat food again. I figure that at some point in the future I will be able to eat things I want...just not in the quantities I am used to. I used to have that "last meal" mentality for years before going on a "diet". I really no longer think of food in those terms. I hope this is a sign that I have changed my outlook regarding food (I've worked hard at doing so the last several months in preparing for surgery).

I, too, don't quite see it as "last meal". I thought more in terms of quantity, like I'll never eat 5 slices of pizza again, or 3 sausage and gravy biscuits. It's kinda weird, but I was feeding my 7 week old and thought, wow, she eats more than I will in a few weeks.

So, my husband has asked me at least 10 times "What are you having for your big, last meal?" I tell him that I am having elective surgery...not going to the electric chair. I do not even get this mentality. He acts as if I will never be able to eat food again. I figure that at some point in the future I will be able to eat things I want...just not in the quantities I am used to. I used to have that "last meal" mentality for years before going on a "diet". I really no longer think of food in those terms. I hope this is a sign that I have changed my outlook regarding food (I've worked hard at doing so the last several months in preparing for surgery).

Sounds like my husband too, I am so tired of hearing "you know you won't be able to ever eat that again"

I plan on eventually eating what ever I want just within reason. I have totally screwed myself in the past with fatalistic thinking. I AM hoping, however, that my cravings are significantly less with the sleeve.