Today marks one year since I had my life changing surgery. While I should have been celebrating all that I have accomplished I'm sitting here beating myself up. Not because I've lost 100 pounds in the last year but because I only lost 3 pounds in the last 4 months. I broke down in the doctor's office crying because that was not what I wanted to see. I wanted to see larger numbers. I wanted to see 20 pounds. Not 3! Dr. V asked me "when was the last time you lost 100 pounds? When was the last time you ran or walked 6 miles?" He reminded me that I do have a lot to be proud of. Am I where I want to be? No. Can I get where I want to be? Yes. I will get there. I need to stop beating myself up over this and figure out how to get where I want to be.
For lunch today Mary Ellen wanted Chinese or Japanese. The only place around was a buffet. I tend to avoid buffets since my surgery simply because I don't eat enough to warrant paying the price for them. But in order to avoid the drama that I would have to deal with I agreed to it. They had sushi and that worked for me! So as I'm sitting there slowly eating my 5 pieces of sushi I can see everyone filling their plates at the buffet bars. Some of these plates were heaping. Some people had 2 plates. I was seeing people go back 3 and 4 times. I was thinking to myself "wow, how can they do that?' Then I realized, that was me. Yes, that was me. I use to love buffets. It was nothing for me to eat 4 or 5 plates full of food. I'd eat until I was sick and then eat some more. I had to change my mind on how much I could eat. Not only did surgery help me do this but I had to change my mind to do this. ...
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