Meatball Mishap

Well it's been quite a week. I'll start with the positive...I am down 47 pounds in 7 weeks...crazy. I really can't believe it's coming off this fast. I am down about 4 sizes...and my BMI has dropped by 8 points. I am feeling pretty good, still get tired alot, because of my low calorie intake, but I am moving around so much easier and loving wearing all my old favorite clothes that haven't seen the light of day in at least 5 years.

Now for the buzz kill. I did something really stupid the other night and man did I pay for it. I made spaghetti and meatballs for my family and decided that i would try a few small bites of a mini meatball since it was soft and i chewed it like crazy- figured it would be like puree by the time i swallowed it. Well I was wrong. I was violently ill, 4 hours of horrible pain and agony, and I threw up for the first time since having surgery. I will probably never eat a meatball again as long as I live, seriously. You think, oh yes you will...but I remember drinking a bottle of peach shnapps one Sunday afternoon in my post office pinto on the drive from Manch-Vegas back to KSC with my crazy college friend Sara Kallander...I was so sick for days, puking up this horrible peach flavored puke, and let me tell you to this day just the smell of anything peach sends me reeling. So I think meatballs and I are going our separate way.

I must say the experience was quite humbling. You start to feel very cocky after surgery, you are feeling good and really pretty normal...like maybe it didnt really change much in there, and what is the big deal about a couple of dime sized bites of a soft meatball? Well it's safe to say you are not smarter than your surgeon, and something did change in there- and it will always be there to remind you and keep you in your place...and it won't be a friendly or pleasant reminder.

The pain was so awful that I can not imagine starting soft solids in less than 2 weeks. I will be so nervous and I dont know how daring I will be. I seriously thought I was going to have to go to the ER or worse, send Lew out for the dreaded meat tenderizer I had read about- of people who get meat stuck in their stomach opening and have to drink meat tenderizer and warm water to get it through. Talk about nasty. The pain finally went away after my seond round of upchucking...and without getting too gross and graphic, for the amount of stuff I threw up it amazes me i was that sick and in that much pain. It was a joke. Well I wasn't laughing let me tell you. It's all very frustrating and confusing, how do you know when you are ready to try something new, and if it's going to agree with you? As my post op instructions say, after 8 weeks you are basically on your own, and its all trial and error. Which after you get sick like that once, you are in no hurry to be adventurous again, I can assure you.

So I am have been sticking to liquids ever since the incident. Getting sick of soup and Isopure big time. I made an HMR shake today and was able to drink the whole thing in about an hour...14 grams of protein, so that was great. Still struggling to get in my minimum protein and calories, but doing well with the fluids. Water has gotten easier to drink thank goodness.

Nick and I have been busy, went to 'Imajine That' with Anna and Jen and kids on Tuesday, everyone had a good time. After that Nick and I drove Lew to Logan and went to visit Debbie and Max in the South End. We went to Max's dog park and Nick had the best time playing with about 20 dogs! We walked over to the Pru and he had dinner and an icecream out on the south lawn near the big fountain. We had so much fun...he told me he wants to live in the city too! We even went up on Deb's roof deck overlooking the city- he was amazed by it all...but he didnt want to stay up there too long- I think he was kind of blown away by being up there! Aly and the boys came over today and everyone fought over the motorized cars. Bad idea to take them out.
The pool is improving, it's not green any more just cloudy, I am praying we might make it in this weekend.

I am not sure why I am not feeling too excited about my weight loss. Diane says I am mourning the loss of my ex love- food. She had some excellent suggestions to help me continue my relationship with food, in a new healthy way. I am supposed to look up some soup recipes, shop for the food, and make it special just for me. I thought it sounded great, but I haven't done it yet and I am not sure why. I want to, but I am just in a rut having my same things every day. Maybe its just safe, I dont know.
I saw my bike in the shed today and I was getting excited thinking about riding it. My Nantucket basket was still attached and I was thinking about how much I loved riding around the island and then on the bike path near my apt in Watertown. I dont think I am ready to get on just yet- prob another 30 pounds or so. But I can't wait!

Well that's the update...and of course the Celtics Rock! Man that game was AMAZING!