The time pizza almost killed me!

[lessie 16]

This is part funny story part cautionary tale. I, like many post-oppers, intended to be super strict with my diet and never even look twice at my old bad habit foods. I kept the house clear of all bad foods and had gone through the pre-op diet and the many stages of post-op eating. My fiancee (now husband) stood with me through it all and for a person who loves his food and never gains weight (lucky!!!) He was suprisingly supportive of the lack of food in the house. So when he asked me to pick up pizza after all this time of patient support, I agreed, not even suspecting what was about to happen. The thing about pizza is that it smells soooo good! So I thought I would just take a look. Well the thing about that is, it looks good too. I was now in the solid food phase of my diet and I considered that a piece of sausage couldn't hurt. It was so good that I then considered that a bite wouldn't hurt if I chewed it well. Like any addict , a little is never enough. This evolved into 3 large bites of pizza, the first bready item post surgery. Now all of this has taken place in the car...hiding my shame from my fiancee. I walk in, still finishing my last bite, and then it happened. As you may know, bread tends to swell. At first I was full, then I was uncomfortably full, then I was suddenly convinced that my stomach was going to explode and I was going to die! My fiancee wavered between concern and scolding. I had yet to over-eat severely, so if you have you understand the anguish. If you have yet to over eat then take my word for it....don't! So here I am groaning about pizza and dying and asking him to shoot me to put me out of my misery when suddenly I let out the loudest burp ever and the contents of my stomach settled a bit. I was still uncomfortably full but no longer in the throes of death. So there I am, sprawled on the couch completely silent and a little shocked with the echo of the atomic bomb of burps still ringing around me. My fiancee just looks at me and laughs uncontrollably. So the moral of the story is this: over-eating is never worth it even though it smells like it will be! Also, laughing at a post-opper who has over eaten may land you eating your pizza outside

[krosevf30 15]

my friend did the same and said it felt like a loaf of bread rising in her throat! Not eating bread will definitely be a struggle but I'll keep your experience in my head!! I'll be sleeved on 5/16 in Mexico

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[SleevedInDC 6]

The way my nerves are set up, I definitely needed this laugh! THANK YOU! I am scheduled for May 10th! See you on the losers bench!

[goaldigger33 39]

Hahaha glad you're okay!! Thanks for sharing, good story [emoji4]

[Dashofpixiedust8 1,469]

I am almost a year out and have definitely had this experience. I have overate twice in the past year and both times felt so terrible I forced myself to throw up so it would stop. Then I felt immediately better. It is definitely not fun!

[Redmaxx 740]

On ‎5‎/‎1‎/‎2017 at 3:55 PM, lessie said:

This is part funny story part cautionary tale. I, like many post-oppers, intended to be super strict with my diet and never even look twice at my old bad habit foods. I kept the house clear of all bad foods and had gone through the pre-op diet and the many stages of post-op eating. My fiancee (now husband) stood with me through it all and for a person who loves his food and never gains weight (lucky!!!) He was suprisingly supportive of the lack of food in the house. So when he asked me to pick up pizza after all this time of patient support, I agreed, not even suspecting what was about to happen. The thing about pizza is that it smells soooo good! So I thought I would just take a look. Well the thing about that is, it looks good too. I was now in the solid food phase of my diet and I considered that a piece of sausage couldn't hurt. It was so good that I then considered that a bite wouldn't hurt if I chewed it well. Like any addict , a little is never enough. This evolved into 3 large bites of pizza, the first bready item post surgery. Now all of this has taken place in the car...hiding my shame from my fiancee. I walk in, still finishing my last bite, and then it happened. As you may know, bread tends to swell. At first I was full, then I was uncomfortably full, then I was suddenly convinced that my stomach was going to explode and I was going to die! My fiancee wavered between concern and scolding. I had yet to over-eat severely, so if you have you understand the anguish. If you have yet to over eat then take my word for it....don't! So here I am groaning about pizza and dying and asking him to shoot me to put me out of my misery when suddenly I let out the loudest burp ever and the contents of my stomach settled a bit. I was still uncomfortably full but no longer in the throes of death. So there I am, sprawled on the couch completely silent and a little shocked with the echo of the atomic bomb of burps still ringing around me. My fiancee just looks at me and laughs uncontrollably. So the moral of the story is this: over-eating is never worth it even though it smells like it will be! Also, laughing at a post-opper who has over eaten may land you eating your pizza outside

So wait, let me get this straight. The moral of the story is that pizza gives you atomic burps?????? LOL. Thanks for sharing your story with us.

[gryffen 176]

You, bread does that to me too.

Atomic burps and nuclear farts.

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[bridgesrhonda 14]

they say to take the crust off the bread and because the crust is want dose it to use i did the same thing and i got sick off the bread they say to take it off and you should be fine

[SiaIsHere 26]

This is part funny story part cautionary tale. I, like many post-oppers, intended to be super strict with my diet and never even look twice at my old bad habit foods. I kept the house clear of all bad foods and had gone through the pre-op diet and the many stages of post-op eating. My fiancee (now husband) stood with me through it all and for a person who loves his food and never gains weight (lucky!!!) He was suprisingly supportive of the lack of food in the house. So when he asked me to pick up pizza after all this time of patient support, I agreed, not even suspecting what was about to happen. The thing about pizza is that it smells soooo good! So I thought I would just take a look. Well the thing about that is, it looks good too. I was now in the solid food phase of my diet and I considered that a piece of sausage couldn't hurt. It was so good that I then considered that a bite wouldn't hurt if I chewed it well. Like any addict , a little is never enough. This evolved into 3 large bites of pizza, the first bready item post surgery. Now all of this has taken place in the car...hiding my shame from my fiancee. I walk in, still finishing my last bite, and then it happened. As you may know, bread tends to swell. At first I was full, then I was uncomfortably full, then I was suddenly convinced that my stomach was going to explode and I was going to die! My fiancee wavered between concern and scolding. I had yet to over-eat severely, so if you have you understand the anguish. If you have yet to over eat then take my word for it....don't! So here I am groaning about pizza and dying and asking him to shoot me to put me out of my misery when suddenly I let out the loudest burp ever and the contents of my stomach settled a bit. I was still uncomfortably full but no longer in the throes of death. So there I am, sprawled on the couch completely silent and a little shocked with the echo of the atomic bomb of burps still ringing around me. My fiancee just looks at me and laughs uncontrollably. So the moral of the story is this: over-eating is never worth it even though it smells like it will be! Also, laughing at a post-opper who has over eaten may land you eating your pizza outside [emoji6]

Yep I can relate to the experience of eating more than able. I bought a "healthy" 1/2 sandwich, even had them hold 1/2 of the bread. Took 4 bites while waiting for my Dr's appt. and as soon as those bites hit my stomach I immediately had to vomit them up. That was an eye opening episode that I hope to never repeat.
Thank you for sharing your experience! [emoji254]