Thanks for all the kind words and good thoughts for my mom. She'll be having surgery the week after next, so I'll make sure I let you know what's going on.
My fill kicked in - big time - and I get it. Too tight at certain times of day? Yep. Taking half an hour to drink a protein shake. Uh huh. Not looking for food constantly? Yeah. Getting the tiniest bit annoyed when everything is about food (just pick a restaurant already, dammit, I can get protein and veggies anywhere and I don't care where we go). I'd say so.
I get it. a 5 ounce turkey burger without the bun and a few bites of broccoli makes a great lunch. A tilapia filet and some salad will keep me going for hours. Ugh no, I don't want to eat a slice of bread because it will be uncomfortable. I get it.
If this is my sweet spot, I'll take it.
I was watching "Man vs. Food" on the Travel Channel earlier because it was about Chicago and I will be going there to meet with some of my favorite BOOBS and love it there. Two things struck me:
1. Everything being about food is annoying. Yeah deep dish pizza, Italian beef, blah blah blah. Why can't he do some sightseeing when he's there?
2. When I mentioned the above to my husband, he responded, "You're just pissed because you can't eat everything you want anymore." My response was, "HELL no, I'm not pissed. I could have my band unfilled and eat anything I want ANY time. I LOVE my band. I LOVE eating less. I could TOTALLY sit around eating nothing but sliders all day but that would be dumb for me to do that."
Does getting stuck really suck? Yes.
Do I sometimes miss certain things? A little.
Do I have one moment of regret? Nope.
Maybe I can't chow down on an entire deep dish pizza, but duh...wasn't that the point?
(I know he was only kidding, but it struck a nerve. Just something interesting for me to think about.)