Nothing tastes as good as thin feels
It's been a while, but I'm back.
So, I've often wondered what it would be like (after banding) to be around food that I have always enjoyed, but can no longer eat. I'm not talking about food I choose not to eat, I'm talking about food that i've always loved and would probably eat in moderation if I could.
Well, today was the day. I went to Shakey's to celebrate my nephew's 13th birthday (that should say it all). I was sorrounded by individual pizza's made to order, mojo potatoes and fried chicken (are you serious, don't they know I'm banded, WTF). I brought in with me, a protein shake and SBL tide me over protein water. My mom also bought me a side salad (their salad bar sucks, it's not worth the $3). As they ate and pulled gooey mozzarella from their mouths, I found my self utterly content with not being able to eat this stuff. I knew that 1 small bite of pizza (sausage and mushroom of course) or chicken would have sent me straight to the Laboratory, heving like no tomorrow. As they ate, I sipped and talked, and ate a few bites of salad, and we talked somemore.
I guess I've finally arrived, food no longer holds me prisoner. This is a happy day for me. Pre-band, if I were on a diet and decided I wanted something I knew I shouldn't have, I would just eat it anyway, to hell with the diet. However, true restriction is like no other. There are some mornings when cold water takes a minute to pass. I'm loving it... My dear ol' band is worth it's weight in gold, or diamonds, or rubies, or platinum (am I going on and on), you get the point.
Until next time bandster family
Hope this helps someone along their journey
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