My First Outing And Peer Pressure Rant!
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I love that you shared that with us. Just today I was expressing my fears of solid food with my husband. You see, I am only 2 weeks post op, and in a month, my birthday will be here. My family loves p
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Stop beating yourself up, next time just stick to no thank you. It is hard when other people don't know and you want to be polite, but its worse to eat something and then feel so bad physically and em
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Girl,you are strong for even realizing the changes you need to make!! Don't beat yourself up over it,just move on and take the experience and use it for future reference. You know that you don't ever
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I am almost 5 weeks post op and this weekend was my first time going to eat outside my home: Went to see my best friend over the weekend- she flew to sacramento and I drove and we met at her mom's boyfriend's house. Her aunt, uncle and mom welcomed me with huge hugs and smiles because they knew me and Ron (mom's bf) and I met and I didn't hug him because I don't know him and I'm going to hug an old man (I think that irritated him-my bestie didn't hug him so that's why I didn't as well). Great beginning...So for dinner (ready at 5pm-early for me) mom made BBQ chicken thighs, salmon salad, and stir fried carrots and celery, biscuits and croissants. Ron bought biscuits which mom put in the oven and they served sparkling apple cider. Being one month post op I ate a few bites of a chicken thigh (about 1/3) and bestie took the rest, 1oz salmon and 2 yummy pieces of carrot. I felt like that was too much already and was forcing what I could. Bestie drank her apple cider and we switched glasses to make it look like I drank it ( SO thankful she knows) and we had a good time chatting and catching up. Ron-for some reason he kept noticing how little I ate and commented on how I haven't tried the biscuits he made so I said I'm on a low carb diet. He's like "you'll definately lose weight with that" and I was like I already lost 30 pounds with it and I'm not interested in biscuits that mom made but I'm sure they're delicious. He kept saying "Mai, she doesn't like the food you cooked" and I said I love moms food I just can eat less now. I'm sure he was teasing and my bestie kept looking at me apologetically and I wasn't upset or deterred- I just think Ron didn't like me. That's okay, it's his house and he doesn't know me and I don't give a rat's tail about him. It's just DAMN- don't look at what I'm eating- keep your head on your plate and be glad you have leftovers, like get off my balls mofo! The aunt and uncle noticed I ate a little and were worried that I would starve later, I appreciate they told my best friend instead of me. Concern is okay, comments ruffle my feathers. Around 8 while I was studying Ron came in and wanted me and bestie to come to the family room and there are FOUR types of ice cream (rocky road, coffee, vanilla and caramel swirl) laid on the table with mom scooping each one into a bowl. I'm like- NOOOO! Bestie quickly whispered she'll eat my share and I say "No thank you I don't want ice cream, I'm okay" and ron brings me a bowl with a scoop of each kind and says "there's no bread in here, I checked" what a jerk! I take it because I was gonna give it to my bf. She gave me a cup of rocky road with caramel swirl and I'm like really, I canNOT be eating this! Aunty and uncle ask me questions about school and I discuss my major and we talk about classes and Ron asked hows the ice cream so I try some and I already know it's a slider food-it's just going to melt and go through and my body absorbs all the calories. It tastes SO good and it's already melted and I eat the solid part- I think I ate 2/3 of a cup of ice cream. Less than 15 mins later I my sleeve felt weird. I ignored it and tried to do my hw. My heart rate was rising and I was sitting down. I felt like I needed to move around, went to the restroom and sprinkled cold Water over my arms and tummy, my skin felt weird and I just wanted to breathe. I just felt uncomftorable all over and wanted to go to my aunt's home where I was staying for the weekend. My best friend understood and I just couldn't talk I needed to get out. I said goodbye to them and bounced. Went straight into my aunt's arms and cried- because I felt guilty and weak. My aunt knows I had the surgery and she felt bad for me and told me that the calories are high and sugar is really high and since I haven't had much sugar since the surgery I just reacted differently. I didn't wanna tell her I was ashamed.
I can't believe I ate ice cream. What did I do. I am not going to lose weight this way. After ALL the s--t I went through to turn around and consume this- I wanted to slap myself. I hated Ron- I feel like he is a mirror of passive peer pressure and I was weak.
After my weak moment I drank lots of water that night and watched a movie and just relaxed. Typing this I now realize that this process is going to be a huge mental struggle as well as emotional and physical and for this to work I need to make a healthy food plan. I am scared that ice cream will go through me like nothing and I will eat the whole gallon and not the 1/2 cup portion. I am not ready to try outside the book because honestly- I'm scared the food will taste so damn good and I'll gain it back- the weight, the shame, the unhappiness. I love being honest with myself and I am going to take care of myself and that means saying NO and accepting that it may hurt the other person's feelings no exceptions. And this was my first experience going out to eat. Sorry so long!