I had my sleeve done 6/5/18 and for the first time I cried cuz I could only eat a little of something.. last night I made the most delish chicken wings in my air fryer, I mean they were so crispy and juicy. And I could only eat 2. I was so upset and mad. I cried. It was more of a funny laughing at myself for being mad, type of cry tho. Because I am beyond glad I got the surgery, but it happened.. I really wanted to just eat like 40 of them things.. I mean I've lost over 70 lbs. I now can shop in the cute bras and underwear sections, so no more plain black, white and nudes.. no more boob buldges because I can't afford the specially made bras.. no more worrying about someone seeing a pair of my underoos laying somewhere and yelling "who lost their parachute" so yeah I am so excited I've had this surgery.. not excited about all my hair falling out either lol. If anyone can give a tip on how not to become bald by my 34th birthday (which is in December) but really I just wish I could have had a 3rd chicken wing. Or even one more bite.. but in the end I'll take giving up that last wing for a nice future summer bod (may be a few summers still tho) but I just needed to let y'all know about my chicken wing fiasco. And the horrible, terrible, not so good night I had without it.. ??

It just takes a while for you to get used to having something in the stomach. I couldnt each much at all the first few months. Now, a year and a half later i can eat about 6 wings.

Cant say much about the hair since mine was gone long before surgery.

Edited October 24, 20187 yr by jaminator

I hope they were happy tears

1 hour ago, elcee said:

I hope they were happy tears

They were mad happy tears.. mad that the wings were so delish and happy that I could only eat 2 lol, but also mad because I could only eat 2 and they were so delish. It was a weird situation.. I made 4 for me to eat and made my mom 6 and she ended up eating mine and hers lol

I will be 36 next month and I had my surgery in April. Congrats on your weight loss. I've lost about 54 pounds. But, I've been there where I cried over food. My husband and kids will eat something I want just a little of and when he's told me no, I've gotten so mad at him and actually cried. I know I had a very unhealthy relationship with food. I just have to learn to love food for survival not love it as comfort.

I feel ya, girl! There are some days where I'm like "man, I want to eat more of that, cause it's so good" , but then I'm really thankful that I can't. I got to have a little of whatever it is, and that's enough!

I had that frustrated feeling on and off for the first year post op, it felt like I would never enjoy food again and I was mad. It passed and I was just saying to my husband the other day how amazing it feels to be satisfied and to learn to have enjoyment from just a bite or two. The head games for me took the longest to deal with. I promise it gets better, but man I feel you. Until it happens for you it sucks. Hang in there. Best wishes on your journey!