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I know I'm not that far into my journey, but it has been a journey.
My surgery went super well. Doc thought I had a hernia, I didn't. Shewwww
Talk about nausea, wow! If I even swallowed my own saliva, I began to get pukey. Luckily, I had no surgery or gas pain other than my incisions.
So I get home, first few days are cool, and then my husband ate two large hotdogs covered in relish, mustard, and ketchup, with potatoe salad and Cheetos infront of me. My dog and I sat and watched him eat almost every bite, and when I realized that I had become just like my dog, I cried and went into instant surgery regret, like wtf did I do to myself? I wanted that food so bad, I couldn't think straight.
Of course I got over it, it's not like I can reverse what I've done, but smelling and watching some one eat is like torture. And then I realized I am a food addict. I am addicted to food! That made my choice to be sleeved very clear and suddenly it isn't so terrible.
I'm having issues getting my protien and water requirements in but that will get better. I've been walking, I'm no longer holding my tummy and hissing in pain from my incisions when I stand, and I'm days away from my 7th day. Yay full liquids!
In other words, I'm feeling good. I no longer have regret, I will meet each battle with my head up and this will be the best choice I've ever made for myself other than marrying my amazing and supportive husband who will also be getting the sleeve in a few short weeks.
That is my journey thus far.