Ahh, what the band makes possible. Yesterday I had occasion to attend a Breakfast meeting held at one of our justly famous New Jersey diners. Since I rise at 6:15 and the meeting didn't start until 9:00, I had breakfast at home.
Later, surrounded by huge plates of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and hash browns, I was able to pass on breakfast without any hesitation. Not because I was intentionally trying to avoind it, but because I truly did not want it.
Before banding, the fact that I wasn't hungry (which I would have been, anyway) would not have stopped me from ordering and enjoying a second breakfast. Now, both the knowledge that I couldn't eat any more AND the actual fact of not being hungry changed the entire meeting for me. I was engaged in the meeting and not concentrating on what I wasn't eating and everyone else was.
Ahh, what the band makes possible. Yesterday I had occasion to attend a Breakfast meeting held at one of our justly famous New Jersey diners. Since I rise at 6:15 and the meeting didn't start until 9:00, I had breakfast at home.
Later, surrounded by huge plates of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and hash browns, I was able to pass on breakfast without any hesitation. Not because I was intentionally trying to avoind it, but because I truly did not want it.
Before banding, the fact that I wasn't hungry (which I would have been, anyway) would not have stopped me from ordering and enjoying a second breakfast. Now, both the knowledge that I couldn't eat any more AND the actual fact of not being hungry changed the entire meeting for me. I was engaged in the meeting and not concentrating on what I wasn't eating and everyone else was.
What a revelation.