seattlemom

I too have no desire to eat. Its not that I don't get hungry, because I do, but nothing - NOTHING - tastes good. And when I do try something I have to chew on it so much to be able to digest it properly that its just...I can't even...lets just say this is all getting old very quickly! I think I was a bit of a foodie before this and its tough going to go from that to this new thing. On a positive note, my husband who was also sleeved years ago says it gets better. That all of these things should go away, and that you should end up being able to eat almost anything you want as long as the portions are small. Lets hope he's right.

Feel your pain, so lets vent together! I was sleeved 17th Oct, and the first couple days were awesome but its been a steep downhill from there mood, fatigue, and food-wise. My mood swings are pretty crazy, and Im so lethargic its tough to get up most days. My sense of smell has multiplied exponentially, and I gag at almost every little smell, meaning I am def. not getting in enough food or drink bc I cant be near food. Every diet stage has been tough. Uff!! Had a chat with my nutritionist, and she sounded a bit....judgmental...saying that I should just get more Protein and liquids in, that I wasn't following diet etc. Easier said than done, dearest, especially if you're nauseous at the mere sight of food! Its a tough place to be in especially considering this is supposed to be a positive thing. Seriously, I can't even drink from my own glasses or cups anymore, so I am trying new bottled liquids daily. Sigh.... Husband says it will get easier as time goes by. Heres hoping!

Oct 17th, 730am for me. I did the crazy lady eating for about a few weeks, including food funerals etc, until last Sunday night. I started the pre-op diet on Monday, and Im writing this on day 2. The carb withdrawal is pretty severe with lingering headaches, dizziness etc. Im feeling super emotional but hopeful at the same time. Its like food and me have been in an abusive relationship for years, because it has comforted me daily, yet makes me feel terrible at the same time. Can anyone else relate? I haven't had this issue all of my life, so its kind of strange to be talking about it like this. Also, this might be even crazier than the sight of me eating for about ten like I did over the weekend, but I feel like I just went through a bad breakup - Im feeling that emotional. Does that happen to other people? Im hoping that post-op Ill be looking back saying why the heck didn't I leave this lifestyle sooner?!