Okay. Tonight was no different than any other night. Except that I got to lay around all day (still recovering).
I was making hamburger helper with homemade french bread. Everything was going fine, kids were finishing homework and dinner was right on schedule. Any cook does this without thinking about twenty times while cooking, they TASTE! I had managed to go the entire process with no tastes and right as I was serving the meal, I forgot I had a band. I popped a spoonful into my mouth. It was delicious.
Twenty seconds later, my world was upside down. It felt like someone had a death grip on my insides. I couldn't breathe and I was leaning over the toilet bargaining with Gina that I would NEVER do it again. I said, "I hear ya! I get the point. Please just let this slide through."
I was sweating and splashing water on my face. I was almost in tears. It felt what I can only imagine a heart attack would feel like.
I'm glad that this new addition to my body doesn't fuck around. It hurt like hell.
I'm a teacher. I'm a pinup in a plus size body. This is my life with the Lap Band.
I am not laughing at you..just your comments! So glad you will never do it again! Poor thing!
ReplyDeleteGina's serious, isn't she! I guess that's something you'll think twice about doing again... I guess Gina has a way to letting you know she's in charge...
ReplyDeleteI did that a few times during the healing process and definitely regretted it!!! Once you are healed up, though, something like Hamburger Helper might go down great for you (ground beef is wonderful for me).
ReplyDeleteHi! I'm a new bandster too; it's nice to find people who are around the same stage as me in their journey. :) That experience sounds awful, I guess you won't be forgetting about Gina again anytime soon ;)
ReplyDeleteHi Ashley,
ReplyDeleteI'm a few weeks behind you...I'm scheduled to be banded Nov 16. Just wanted to say HI! And looking forward to getting to know you better as we go through this journey together!