My "out to eat" experience - two weeks post op
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one more thought - he could be very afraid, that you will lose the weight and then leave him or the relationship will change. We all look forward to our new bodies but it can be threatening to those
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I think you are correct with that thought. He made a comment because I brushed my hair before leaving to meet with one of my longtime girlfriends...insecurity and drama I do not need and will no longe
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WOW - I think I use to married to that guy!! I am sorry but congratulate you on doing so well. I just want to say one thing. You are pushing down your emotions and thoughts. I think for myself, th
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I am just over two weeks post op. Last night we went out to run some errands and stopped at the mall. Anyway, he and I go our separate ways for a while to do our own thing. I did some "window" shopping but didn't buy anything. (I'm reserving that shopping high for when I can actually try on clothes in a regular size and feel they look good enough on my new body to buy.) He goes off to buy some video series.
When we meet back up he says he has already taken his stuff to the car. We walk out of the mall to the car and I open the door and am overcome by the smell of fresh Cinnabons! Are you kidding me???
I don't say a word. (I was thinking "what a jerk" but didn't say it.)
He chooses Texas Roadhouse for dinner. Okay, I haven't eaten out for a while...I think I will have some Soup and be fine. We are seated, he orders a margarita- I order Water with two lemons. All is good. He inhales most of the bread basket before the waitress comes back for our order. I ask for the Soups and guess what? They don't have soup.
Again, are you kidding me??? He proceeds to order the largest steak on the menu with mushrooms and onions, a sweet potato with brown sugar and marshmallow and corn.
I say it's okay and say I will just have my water. I tell the waitress I can only have liquids -not that I needed to give any reason for not ordering anything after her no soup answer but she looked perplexed by my decision to not order anything. She is so apologetic about the no soup thing. I play games on my phone and text a fellow sleever (thanks for your support Aubwise and listening to my vent!) about the situation while he eats his meal, all while I am enjoying my water. The funny thing is, I wasn't even interested or tempted by the situation. I was somewhat 'hungry' since I hadn't had anything but water since after work, so after we left I stopped by Red Robin and picked up a bowl of chicken tortilla soup to go (which they strained for me - thank you Red Robin!) When we got home I had had my soup and was truly satisfied.
This morning he proceeds to make coffee (which I have not had since before my sleeve) and starts in on his dozen Cinnabons (which will be gone by tomorrow night) and I go for a two plus mile walk.
I feel so much better after that walk than I remember feeling after a morning of coffee and Cinnabons on Saturdays past. The surgery is definitely a tool but we ultimately have the final decision on how to incorporate that tool into our lives to make ourselves the best we can be.
I learned a few things last night...Call, ask or lookup restaurant menus ahead of time.
Everyone has to make their own decisions. Having support from someone who understands where you are coming from, even if just to vent, helps tremendously. My choices cannot be influenced by circumstance or the choices of others. I am stronger than I ever thought. And most of all - I will succeed!