Its only Tuesday and fuck I wish it were the weekend. I feel like shit and I look like shit. I am drained beyond belief and to be rather frank I am amazed that I made it through today. As I mentioned the other day Aunty Mable is visiting me again and she has ripped through me like a tornado. I am sooo drained and all I want to say is “Danger Will Robinson” I feel blah physically but emotionally I feel good. My head is in a good place and space.
Today wasn’t a very good day lap band wise. I don’t know why this happens but it happens once in a while. I awoke and managed only a glass of water and all my liquid supplements. I had 4 tiny sips of a latte and ended up throwing the rest out. Blasphemous ME throwing out coffee!!! I went home for lunch and didn’t eat a thing just managed a few sips of water and then I talked myself into buying 6 chicken nuggets and fries from Maccas. Now before you all judge me for eating crap let me add I haven’t eaten crap for ages and all I seem to have been doing of late is throwing up. So that being my reasoning I thought that I would attempt to eat junk, as hopefully it would stay down. Not so my friends. Not so at all.
I ate 6 fries and I took one teeny tiny bite of a chicken nugget and ended up pulling over in my car and throwing up. I threw up all over the road. It was not very pleasant. I got to work and did a few dry heaves.
I’m home from work now and I have absolutely positively no appetite whatsoever and whatever I try to eat and drink just doesn’t want to go down. This is not fun and let me not sugar coat it, it fucking suxs wholesale, I love food and I love eating but the chucks are a fucking pain in the arse. If any mother fucker ever says that this lap band is a cheaters way of losing weight or its so easy then I want to challenge them to having this tool inserted in them and then come back and talk to me. BUT it’s okay. I knew that this was going to be a physical challenge so suck it up Reney and deal with it.
Onto something funny…I had the weirdest and funniest dream last night. I was dating Chris Noth (who by the way has to be one of the sexiest men around) who was a famous actor and a TV chef, and all he wanted to do was cook me food and feed me, but he was covered in tatts and kept reading me poetry and saying “too good fucken” after every sentence. I woke up this morning scratching my head and thinking what the???
Well my little lovies I’m outta here, I have a dog who needs some loving.
Reney
3 comments:
Hi Reney,
I find if I have a big spew the night before, I have a day like you were discribing, where I can only manage liquid and tiny weeny sips at that. I really think it's the swelling from the chucking that makes it happen....
It makes you feel like shit too.And Here-here about the so called easy way out, this is the hardest diet I have ever been on, easy my ass (which by the way is sooo much smaller these days whoo-hoo)
Luv Tarn xxx
Hun,
Did you have a smutty dream? You lucky bitch. He is so hot!
T.
Hey Tarn & Tee,
2 T's (ha ha stupid humour from fat Reney)
Firstly to Tarn, thank God its not just me that has these moments after spewage. I thought I was going insane. Do you also get a maddening wave of exhaustion? Thats what is killing me, the sheer energy drop after spewage. You know you aren't wrong when you say that this is the hardest diet because fucking hell I am so sick of hearing "well you have the lap band inside you so its got to be easy" You dumb mother fuckers its just a fucking silicone band around my gut you knob heads not some frikkin magic wand!!!
Glad to hear your arse is getting smaller its such a wonderful feeling to look in the mirror and see it shrinking isnt it?
Darlin' T. no not smutty at all, just fucking weird as man. He was hand feeding me and cooking for me all the time and then he would talk to the camera whilst cooking. It was nuts. Now that you mentioned smutty , I sorta wished it hadda been.
Love ya both
Reney
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