At 400+ pounds, I finally pushed myself to get the Lap-Band surgery. This is the tale of how I'm trying to become the woman inside of me that's fighting to get out.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

First Food I Have To Give Up

It's official. I had to say goodbye to my favorite breakfast food from the cafeteria next to my office. For no other reason than "I wanted it," I got my usual ham, egg, and cheese wrap from the cafeteria yesterday morning. I got slightly stuck a few times, but nothing that didn't go down after a few seconds. Today, however, was the last time I'll be able to eat that food again, at least for a very long time.

About 1/4 of the way through it, I got stuck. Badly. It actually hurt--usually being "stuck" doesn't really hurt, just really uncomfortable. I started sliming really bad, and felt it coming back up. At that exact moment, my boss's boss sent me an instant message, and it was important work info, so I couldn't leave the computer. For about 10 minutes, I fought the stuff coming up my throat, swallowing it back down, and at one point, spitting a mouthful into some tissues and throwing it into the garbage. Finally, it settled back down. I went into a meeting then and came back to my wrap about 20 minutes later. So what did I do? I kept eating it. I have no idea why. At that point, I KNEW that I had to give it up, that it just doesn't work with my band, but I kept going anyway, because I wanted it. Made it through until about 1/4 was left, then had another massive stuck episode, just the same as the first one. I figured I could wait this one out too, since I made it through the first one without having to completely PB. It only took about 5 minutes to pass this time, but it was bad enough. So...I finished my wrap. It took me over 2 hours to finish the freaking thing, when I should have thrown it out after the first time getting stuck. It's like my brain just shut off for awhile.

I'll either have to stick to my oatmeal (which I should anyway; I just get bored with it sometimes and need real food), or figure out something else to get in the cafeteria that won't kill my pouch. The good thing (at least I have to think of it as a good thing) is that I wasn't hungry for the rest of the day until after work, so I didn't eat lunch.

Last night broke my no-fast-food streak. It wasn't a moment of weakness, it was a planned decision. I had been thinking about it a lot, and there is no way I'd be able to give up fast food forever; with how busy we get sometimes and some of the trips we take, fast food is inevitable. The key is ordering smarter and not going very often. I got out of work late last night and had to run an errand, then had to pick up DH and go see a movie with him. There was no time to stop home for dinner and I didn't want to spend an arm and a leg on movie theater crap, so we went to Taco Bell. I had a chicken burrito and a hard shell taco, so that wasn't TOO bad, but I should have ordered off their new Fresco menu (lower calorie choices).

I didn't get a chance to go walking yesterday or today, but hopefully I can tomorrow if it doesn't storm after work.

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