Don't ask. I have no idea what the title for this post has to do with the content of it. So I may have mentioned that I had a big old adjustment done on the last visit. I was thrilled that my doctor gave me what I wanted, seeing that he was not really sure it was a good idea. God bless him non-the-less. I struggled for the first three days, despite having done a liquid diet for 36 hours.
Lessons learned: Do a liquid diet for the 48 hours, no matter how smart you think you are, or how good you feel. It ain't worth puking on the side of the street around the corner from the restaurant you were just at.
So I stopped writing because I had nothing left to say after the first three days. There is only so much "ate this, puked... hope I learned my lesson" you can write. I mean I think I could do that each day. Post something about how I couldn't manage to eat.
I am still having a bit of a hard time with food, 3 weeks later. This is very reminiscent of my first adjustment after surgery. Long, long "recovery" - no that's not it... adaptation period. However, today it dawned on me that my problems seem to be two fold (is that the right expression???).
I am stunned and amazed at how slowly I eat now a days. Small bites, carefully chewed and slowly eaten (like taking my time getting the next bite in). I am always a good 10 mins slower than anyone I am eating with. Saves me from puking in the public toilets at work (gag!!). I even eat slower than the hubby when I am at home - now that's saying something. For years, meals consisted of me eating and waiting for a good 10-15 mins at the table for him to finish. That being said, he says I still take big bites. I really think I struggle with it more at home than when out.
So I was off on Friday (so that I can get a pedi for my trip down south). I had an hour to kill between appointments, so I decided to have lunch (in the form of breakfast!). I went to my favorite breaky place (Baker Street Cafe) and ordered 2 eggs soft poach. I managed to eat 1 egg and half a toast, plus 1 1/2 cups of coffee. Then I came to a screeching halt (please note that I was eating at the pace of a snail). I had to go and throw up everything. That bathroom was repulsive (I had never actually used it before). The waiter nervously asked if everything was ok. I asked for my non-consumed breakfast to go and had to get out of there and puke on the side of the road in a ritzy-happening part of town... AGAIN!
I followed that up with blocking during dinner last night (homemade pizza - don't judge!) and again for lunch on today (leftovers...please don't laugh). I now need to pause in this story, to justify myself a bit. So here is what I consumed Friday, Saturday and Sunday:
Friday: Booster juice (the high protein pomegranate one), unsuccessfully tried to ingest 1 soft poached egg, 1/2 toast (threw it all up) 2 cups lemon tea, 2 oz BBQ chicken and green salad, frozen yogurt
Saturday: 1 cup coffee, 1 peach greek yogurt, 2/3 ramen, 1/2 piece of naan bread (homemade pizza), frozen yogurt
Sunday (today): 2 cups coffee, 1/4 piece of naan bread (homemade pizza), 1/4 goldfish (whole wheat), 1/2 blueberry pancake (we went to the sugar bush this morning and I bought maple syrop... hence the dinner), 2 sausages (puked some of that up), 1/2 cup tea.
I was sitting at the dinner table with my 2 1/2 year old and my almost 5 year old, watching them eat. My dinner was smaller than theirs. They can both out eat me. That is what I discovered tonight. I managed to eat those two sausages and the 1/2 pancake (which was small to begin with), and I got nauseous. I though, MF! Am I actually blocking again??? I mean I hadn't made it threw half the GD pancake. I was eating tiny bites AND I was going slow, super slow! What is it going to take.
Well once I was done puking and getting blueberry pancake out of my sinus', I had time to realize something. I was standing there watching the hubby do the dishes, feeling like death warmed over and I thought "huh.".
Well that's it. See ya next time folks...
Kidding. What I realized was that I have been marveling at how tiny my portions have gotten since the beginning, but especially in the last 3 weeks. However the fact remains that I am still eating too much. This adjustment is quite something. I am guessing that my total capacity at any given sitting is roughly... 3/4 to 1 cup of food. Now if you think that that is normal, I don't want to hear it. In the good ol' days that wasn't even a starch serving for me. Think about it. How much food (cup wise) do you actually consume at any given meal. I challenge you to really look at what you eat and comment back here. I want to know.
Like I told the hubby, up until now even though I had hard times after an adjustment, by the end of the month (by the next MD visit) I was eating slightly less but not I felt like I was mostly back to my food capacity before the adjustment. It was almost like I had had the gastric by-pass surgery and my stomach would just stretch back to it's original size. I am not feeling that way right now.
In the end, I don't know what the right answer is. At this point in time I will just try to eat easy foods (salad, ratatouille/curry like foods and ground meets - or yummy fresh fish!) and see how I do. Usually by the time I make it back to the doctor's I feel comfortable with my daily food routine. If I am still struggling come April 5, I will ask him what he thinks. I would be curious to know what my stomach capacity is right now.
Well I am off to the Dominican. Next post will be in a week or so, telling the amusing tales of Moriah trying to consume food on vaca... hope there's lots of fresh fish and veggies!
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