You guys are the best...
I'll tell ya a secret. I started having second thoughts -in the operating room-, I think moreso of fear. I landed myself on my doctor's operating table and once the anesthesia went in. Well there's no turning back now (lol)!
Now that I am post op. I keep waiting for a complication. Have you ever heard of the saying that the anticipation, is worse than the outcome? It keeps me in check.
Statistically, I've been able to consume no more than 400 calories a day. I walk 15-30 minutes a day (so far), and I dare not buy myself a scale. Figured it could create a psychosis within me. Then I'd obessessively weigh myself everyday. I found that I am more comfortable lying down on my back, than standing or sitting, but a brisk walk takes my mind off the pain from surgery. I have felt awful every morning, cured by a warm shower and then I am energized...
but wow... I never thought one thing.
How much I miss food...
Never realized how much a part of my life it really was. Like..
-I never realized how often I opened my refrigerator a day.
-I never realized that every time I left my home it was a prerequisite to eat out.
-I never realized how often I thought about food, and eating, the act of in the event of stress.
I know there'll be more but these are a few off the dome.
There's no need to say, but I'm about to save myself a lot of money.
On utilities and food alone (lol). Guys, this journey for me is so far a trip...
I'm still in the initial shock of it all, so please bear with me...
I'll let ya know in my rants.
Thanks for stickin with me...
Michelle
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(sniff)
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