This is day two of the liquid diet. All I can think about it food. It might be easier if I could sleep until my surgery. That way all the food in my house doesn't look like the "best thing ever". It's amazing how the little things look like the best things.
Too many commercials about burgers and delicious appetizers. I am addicted to food. My stomach isn't rumbling yet but I know that it's time to eat. I want to run into the kitchen and tear it apart.
I think that I have begun to mourn the way I used to eat. I know that my relationship with food will never be the same. I won't be able to turn to food to make me happy or feel better.
I'm looking forward to the changes that my body is going to make but I'm also worried about loose skin and who I am under this weight.