Dan_Tucker
"Did you get enought to eat, Hon?"
Mar 29, 2008
My wife asked me this the other day after supper. My reply was, "this is one question you will not need to ask me again for the rest of my life." From now on if I get 2 bites, I got enough to eat. If i get 4 bites, I've probably stuffed myself.
Still losing. Looking for protein. Surgery was 2 months ago today. I'm down 66 lbs. God bless all. Dan
Still losing. Looking for protein. Surgery was 2 months ago today. I'm down 66 lbs. God bless all. Dan
My name is "Backward".
Mar 02, 2008
At least that is what you'd think it is if you could get inside my brain and see how it is always looking backward at how I used to eat and how I used to think about eating.
I went to the church fellowship and knowing that I would be totally full after three small bites, I still filled up my plate----not as full as I would have before surgery, but still pretty full. And after 3 bites I was no longer hungry--- I don't even think I was hungry before I ate...( which by the way , what is hunger? I don't think I remember anymore.) So I just sat there and looked at it. I talked to my friends and everybody said, 'wow, how disciplined you are' .. What a joke! of course they know I had surgery, but nobody really knows how it is except those who have been through it.
So each day I must talk to my brain and to the new stomach (DJ calls her pouch Oscar. I like that. If you don't mind, I'll call mine Oscar, too.) I have to tell them, "Between the two of you guys, you're kicking me in the Butt almost every day. So let's try to use the same play book for a change. So Brain, You're so smart, why don't you remind me I can only have 3 small bites per meal. And, Oscar, Lets stop with these weird sensations that make me think I'm hungry, when really all I need to do is have a sip of water. Come on guys! Let's get it together!"
So far these idiots in my head and abdomen are getting along like each has offended the other and I'm getting tired of being the referee. I guess that is my penalty for not introducing them to each other earlier in my life.
I went to the church fellowship and knowing that I would be totally full after three small bites, I still filled up my plate----not as full as I would have before surgery, but still pretty full. And after 3 bites I was no longer hungry--- I don't even think I was hungry before I ate...( which by the way , what is hunger? I don't think I remember anymore.) So I just sat there and looked at it. I talked to my friends and everybody said, 'wow, how disciplined you are' .. What a joke! of course they know I had surgery, but nobody really knows how it is except those who have been through it.
So each day I must talk to my brain and to the new stomach (DJ calls her pouch Oscar. I like that. If you don't mind, I'll call mine Oscar, too.) I have to tell them, "Between the two of you guys, you're kicking me in the Butt almost every day. So let's try to use the same play book for a change. So Brain, You're so smart, why don't you remind me I can only have 3 small bites per meal. And, Oscar, Lets stop with these weird sensations that make me think I'm hungry, when really all I need to do is have a sip of water. Come on guys! Let's get it together!"
So far these idiots in my head and abdomen are getting along like each has offended the other and I'm getting tired of being the referee. I guess that is my penalty for not introducing them to each other earlier in my life.
How stubborn am I?
Feb 18, 2008
I am very stubborn. My mind wants to tell me that I can eat a horse for lunch like I always have. My stomach tells me different. I got the OK from my surgeon to begin eating small amounts of meat last week. Three small bites totally fills my new stomach pouch.
I met with the Birmingham WLS support group this past Saturday. That was very helpful.
I met with the Birmingham WLS support group this past Saturday. That was very helpful.
10 days post-op
Feb 07, 2008
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that getting below 400 lbs will be an accomplishment.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that getting in and out of the car made me a little tired.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that I didn't even realize that most of my thoughts each day were about food.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the week before my surgery I broke chairs in the home of two different clients.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that an average meal at home with my wife could no longer satisfy me, so I ate out more and more.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that I had just about given up on ever being able to change, of ever enjoying a walk in the woods, or of ever riding a bike again.
Even though I was so big, my wife didn't give up on me, my church friends still cared about me, and I still cared about my clients enough to leave the house every day to go to work.
The cravings in my head are still pretty strong. The cravings in my belly are gone.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that getting in and out of the car made me a little tired.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that I didn't even realize that most of my thoughts each day were about food.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the week before my surgery I broke chairs in the home of two different clients.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that an average meal at home with my wife could no longer satisfy me, so I ate out more and more.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that I had just about given up on ever being able to change, of ever enjoying a walk in the woods, or of ever riding a bike again.
Even though I was so big, my wife didn't give up on me, my church friends still cared about me, and I still cared about my clients enough to leave the house every day to go to work.
The cravings in my head are still pretty strong. The cravings in my belly are gone.
one week post-op
Feb 05, 2008
"How fat was I?" I was so fat I couldn't walk more than 15 minutes.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat I was growing out of all my biggest clothes.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat it made me a little tired just to stand up out of my lazy-boy chair.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat I could no longer get full even at an all you can eat buffet. How is that even possible? I would limit myself to only 2 returns to the food bar because I knew any more would be totally ridiculous.
"How fat was I?" I was so "fat thinking" in my head that food was more relaxing than Xanax. I would be able to think more clearly and handle frustrations better after eating. That is a true addiction.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the rails of my bed broke and the mattress crashed to the floor. That happened one week before surgery.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the tile floor in the bathroom was breaking from my weight.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that my wife couldn't reach around me.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that it was hard to have fun in life anymore.
The first week post-op has been OK. I have missed food alot. I wrote the above to remind me why I had this surgery. Dan
"How fat was I?" I was so fat I was growing out of all my biggest clothes.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat it made me a little tired just to stand up out of my lazy-boy chair.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat I could no longer get full even at an all you can eat buffet. How is that even possible? I would limit myself to only 2 returns to the food bar because I knew any more would be totally ridiculous.
"How fat was I?" I was so "fat thinking" in my head that food was more relaxing than Xanax. I would be able to think more clearly and handle frustrations better after eating. That is a true addiction.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the rails of my bed broke and the mattress crashed to the floor. That happened one week before surgery.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that the tile floor in the bathroom was breaking from my weight.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that my wife couldn't reach around me.
"How fat was I?" I was so fat that it was hard to have fun in life anymore.
The first week post-op has been OK. I have missed food alot. I wrote the above to remind me why I had this surgery. Dan
