Thank God for drugs!"Drugged up but doing well. "
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Barbara is Doing Well!
Just wanted to pass on the information that Barbara got through her surgery on July 1st and sent me a quick note this morning to say she is
Monday, June 20, 2011
Figured it Out
I finally figured out why I have been a bit sad these last few weeks. It came on slowly and then boom, it hit me. I miss food and the comfort it used to give me.
But why now? I think it's because summer came along and it's BBQ time!
A few weeks ago, I made ribs. Slow cooked them in a lovely rub and then dowsed them with BBQ sause. Yum!
Took my first bite and swallowed, completely forgetting I had a band. Which led to an hour of painful stuckiness and then finishing off the three small ribs on my plate. They didn't really taste that great.
And then there was the lovely Indian dinner with Butter Chicken and Naan. Two bites and I was done in. I again forgot I had a band and just swallowed that big bite. It was another hour of agony before it moved through.
I was determined to remember I had a band. So each meal starts out with concentrating on the food in front of me and chewing til it's pulp. It is soooo boring. I am also entranced watching other people eat. Those big bites and wolfing down an entire plate of food in minutes. Did I ever eat like that. I am guessing that yes I did.
And it's a little sad. I dream about biting into a great big hamburger with lots of toppings. Nope, not gonna happen. I do wonder if I should just take the big bite, chew and then spit it out. Maybe have a spitoon beside me.
I walk by the corn on the cob at the grocery store remembering how good it tastes but also remembering how stuck it made me last year. And don't forget the steak and salads and pizza and burgers and hotdogs and hamburgers and potato salad and ...
So yes. I am sad.
But oh so happy I have not regained my weight. I will mourn the loss of food and then get on with life. Because food isn't all that important anymore.
I am.
But why now? I think it's because summer came along and it's BBQ time!A few weeks ago, I made ribs. Slow cooked them in a lovely rub and then dowsed them with BBQ sause. Yum!
Took my first bite and swallowed, completely forgetting I had a band. Which led to an hour of painful stuckiness and then finishing off the three small ribs on my plate. They didn't really taste that great.
And then there was the lovely Indian dinner with Butter Chicken and Naan. Two bites and I was done in. I again forgot I had a band and just swallowed that big bite. It was another hour of agony before it moved through.
I was determined to remember I had a band. So each meal starts out with concentrating on the food in front of me and chewing til it's pulp. It is soooo boring. I am also entranced watching other people eat. Those big bites and wolfing down an entire plate of food in minutes. Did I ever eat like that. I am guessing that yes I did.
And it's a little sad. I dream about biting into a great big hamburger with lots of toppings. Nope, not gonna happen. I do wonder if I should just take the big bite, chew and then spit it out. Maybe have a spitoon beside me.
I walk by the corn on the cob at the grocery store remembering how good it tastes but also remembering how stuck it made me last year. And don't forget the steak and salads and pizza and burgers and hotdogs and hamburgers and potato salad and ...
So yes. I am sad.
But oh so happy I have not regained my weight. I will mourn the loss of food and then get on with life. Because food isn't all that important anymore.
I am.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Appetite Ruined
I'm a good homeowner. We recycle paper and cans and bottles. We use a Green Bin for kitchen waste. That's all the leftover food from meals, peels, meat, even cat litter if you have a cat. The pickup is every week but hubby forgot to put it out last week so it was getting full.
It is also stinking hot and muggy up here in what everyone thinks of as the cold north. With the humidex, today it is 42 C (over 100F). We can barely breath. It's been like that for days. So... Extremely hot weather, lots of rotting food, flies. What do you get?
Maggots.
OMG, I went out to the garage to put out the green bin and the inside is completely covered in tiny white maggots. I'm sure they were enjoying the all you can eat buffet I had provided.
After garbage pickup today, my hubby decides he should clean that bin out. Making matters worse, we are on a water ban for all outside water use-no watering plants, no washing cars, no filling kiddie pools, no cleaning Green Bins. So he sneaks into the garage, closes the door and washes out the bin 3 times. If they arrest me for using water, I will have to plead ewwww. When I got home I used half a bottle of Tilex. I don't think there's a maggot left.
Which led to my appetite being shut down completely. I only have to think of those tiny white crawly things and food doesn't seem very appetizing.
Ewwww. I hope I didn't ruin your appetite!
It is also stinking hot and muggy up here in what everyone thinks of as the cold north. With the humidex, today it is 42 C (over 100F). We can barely breath. It's been like that for days. So... Extremely hot weather, lots of rotting food, flies. What do you get?
Maggots.
OMG, I went out to the garage to put out the green bin and the inside is completely covered in tiny white maggots. I'm sure they were enjoying the all you can eat buffet I had provided.
After garbage pickup today, my hubby decides he should clean that bin out. Making matters worse, we are on a water ban for all outside water use-no watering plants, no washing cars, no filling kiddie pools, no cleaning Green Bins. So he sneaks into the garage, closes the door and washes out the bin 3 times. If they arrest me for using water, I will have to plead ewwww. When I got home I used half a bottle of Tilex. I don't think there's a maggot left.
Which led to my appetite being shut down completely. I only have to think of those tiny white crawly things and food doesn't seem very appetizing.
Ewwww. I hope I didn't ruin your appetite!
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Still Here!
It's been a long week getting Blogger to correct the commenting problem. Really, I went to your blog to comment and had too many problems so finally gave up. It's the thought that counts.
Not much going on in my world. I had a 0.1 cc fill on Wednesday and so far it is working. I haven't been craving the crap food like last week. My doc is so sweet. He is trying to understand how a fat person thinks. So he says to me: He thinks about what he wants to eat and then decides how much exercise he has to do to balance out the calories. If he can't do the exercise he adjusts the amount of food he eats. In other words, he doesn't eat some of the food he wants.
My reply (I'm actually thinking, are you f'ing mad): That doesn't happen to me. I would just eat everything and maybe then exercise a bit but it would really be stretching to think I could just turn down food.
He now had a confused look. He keeps shaking his head, trying to understand.
Well that is the difference between someone whose brain controls what we eat and someone whose brain is in control of what they eat.
Anyway, the fill works. He is still stunned that 0.1 cc can make a difference. Right, I had gained 5 pounds since I saw him last month. And I have been eating like there is no tomorrow. I'm already down 2 pounds so anyone who says the band doesn't help is so wrong. It is a tool to help. When adjusted properly you don't think much about food. I did ask my doc if he had ever forgotten to eat. His reply, of course. My reply, never. Until I had the band and had my sweet spot.
One last thing. I bought a couple of beads for my Pandora bracelet. This one is called Journey. It represents a path and all the bumps along the road in the journey of life. Mine really has lots of bumps.
This one is call Inner Strength. I think of my band as my Inner Strength and I imagine it being my band.
Many times during the day, I play with my beads. They give me peace.
I need to buy one in Chicago. Any suggestions?
Not much going on in my world. I had a 0.1 cc fill on Wednesday and so far it is working. I haven't been craving the crap food like last week. My doc is so sweet. He is trying to understand how a fat person thinks. So he says to me: He thinks about what he wants to eat and then decides how much exercise he has to do to balance out the calories. If he can't do the exercise he adjusts the amount of food he eats. In other words, he doesn't eat some of the food he wants.
My reply (I'm actually thinking, are you f'ing mad): That doesn't happen to me. I would just eat everything and maybe then exercise a bit but it would really be stretching to think I could just turn down food.
He now had a confused look. He keeps shaking his head, trying to understand.
Well that is the difference between someone whose brain controls what we eat and someone whose brain is in control of what they eat.
Anyway, the fill works. He is still stunned that 0.1 cc can make a difference. Right, I had gained 5 pounds since I saw him last month. And I have been eating like there is no tomorrow. I'm already down 2 pounds so anyone who says the band doesn't help is so wrong. It is a tool to help. When adjusted properly you don't think much about food. I did ask my doc if he had ever forgotten to eat. His reply, of course. My reply, never. Until I had the band and had my sweet spot.
One last thing. I bought a couple of beads for my Pandora bracelet. This one is called Journey. It represents a path and all the bumps along the road in the journey of life. Mine really has lots of bumps.
Many times during the day, I play with my beads. They give me peace.
I need to buy one in Chicago. Any suggestions?
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
The Bestest Weekend Eva!
I may need to post a few times in order to let you know how much fun and excitement I had on my visit with Barbara this past weekend.
Wow. What an amazing woman she is. Warm, genuine, loving, sweet, generous all rolled into one. There aren't enough adjectives to describe her. What a time we had.
Part 1: The trip to Pennsylvania
I’ll start with my trip down on Friday morning, May 20th. I left about 5:30 am because I couldn’t sleep. Hooked up the GPS and headed out. Jill is the voice on my GPS and she told me where to go throughout the trip. I also told her off a few times and told her where she could go! When I didn’t go in the direction she wanted me to, she didn’t get pissed or anything. She just kept recalculating.
My first stop was at the US/Canada border. The US Border guard was a lady. I passed her my passport and here is how the conversation went:
Guard: Where are you going?
Me: Pennsylvania
Guard: Why?
Me: To visit a friend. (notice I hadn't mentioned the sex of the friend)
Guard: And how do you know this person?
So after a big pregnant pause, I said: I met her at a conference.
Guard: And when was the last time you were in the United States. God, these questions are tough. I was sure I would be thrown in jail!
Me (after thinking really hard): Oh yeah, last September when I was at a conference and met my friend!
That got me through the border and I was on my way. Turned up the music and sang my way through New York and then into Pennsylvania.
Part 2: The arrival at Barbara’s House around 3:00 pm
As I rang the doorbell, I began to think maybe she wouldn’t like me and we would have nothing to talk about. As the door opened, we stared at each other. Two little Yorkies—Sophie and Chloé—danced around barking frantically at this intruder. Then we hugged each other so tight it felt like we had known each other for our entire life.
…and didn’t stop talking until I left on Monday morning.
I think there might have been a tear or two but it was like BOOBs 2010 with 48 fewer people around.
Suffice to say, I consider Barbara to be one of my bestest friends. On Friday night, we did go out for dinner with Barbara’s daughter and son-in-law. Such a cute couple. And the crab cakes were excellent.
Part 3: Saturday dinner out at R2L in downtown Philly
We made a vlog (my first) so go see it if you like. It is a bit dark, partly because we forgot to turn on the lights. But at least it doesn’t show how bagged we were. The vlog tells most of what we did on Saturday so I won’t repeat. And yes we shared a few bottles of wine over the 3 days. We had a driver take us to the restaurant and Cindy and her hubby joined us too:
Part 4: Sunday Shopping at the Premium Outlet Stores
First thing Sunday morning, Maria dropped in to visit.
Then it was off to shop all day Sunday. I was able to get a couple of pairs of shorts, a skirt and a Coach purse at the Outlet Stores. Barbara did ok too. By that night we were both exhausted but happily so.
Part 5: Farewell
After lots of hugs and goodbyes I had to leave and spent Monday driving back to Ottawa, stopping to shop on the way. Today at work was agony. I wanted to crawl under my desk and sleep this afternoon. Funny how the body doesn’t bounce back from partying like when we were younger. But it was worth it. So much fun and laughter.
I imagine Chicago 2011 will be just like that.
Wow. What an amazing woman she is. Warm, genuine, loving, sweet, generous all rolled into one. There aren't enough adjectives to describe her. What a time we had.
Part 1: The trip to Pennsylvania
I’ll start with my trip down on Friday morning, May 20th. I left about 5:30 am because I couldn’t sleep. Hooked up the GPS and headed out. Jill is the voice on my GPS and she told me where to go throughout the trip. I also told her off a few times and told her where she could go! When I didn’t go in the direction she wanted me to, she didn’t get pissed or anything. She just kept recalculating.
My first stop was at the US/Canada border. The US Border guard was a lady. I passed her my passport and here is how the conversation went:
Guard: Where are you going?
Me: Pennsylvania
Guard: Why?
Me: To visit a friend. (notice I hadn't mentioned the sex of the friend)
Guard: And how do you know this person?
OK stop right there. I was in a bit of a panic. I couldn’t think. All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind.
- Well she’s a BOOB—nope, not gonna say that.
- Well I met her on the Internet—nope, not gonna say that (I hadn’t mentioned a “she”)
- Well she’s a Bandster—nope, not gonna say that.
So after a big pregnant pause, I said: I met her at a conference.
Guard: And when was the last time you were in the United States. God, these questions are tough. I was sure I would be thrown in jail!
Me (after thinking really hard): Oh yeah, last September when I was at a conference and met my friend!
That got me through the border and I was on my way. Turned up the music and sang my way through New York and then into Pennsylvania.
Part 2: The arrival at Barbara’s House around 3:00 pm
As I rang the doorbell, I began to think maybe she wouldn’t like me and we would have nothing to talk about. As the door opened, we stared at each other. Two little Yorkies—Sophie and Chloé—danced around barking frantically at this intruder. Then we hugged each other so tight it felt like we had known each other for our entire life.
…and didn’t stop talking until I left on Monday morning.
I think there might have been a tear or two but it was like BOOBs 2010 with 48 fewer people around.
Suffice to say, I consider Barbara to be one of my bestest friends. On Friday night, we did go out for dinner with Barbara’s daughter and son-in-law. Such a cute couple. And the crab cakes were excellent.
Part 3: Saturday dinner out at R2L in downtown Philly
We made a vlog (my first) so go see it if you like. It is a bit dark, partly because we forgot to turn on the lights. But at least it doesn’t show how bagged we were. The vlog tells most of what we did on Saturday so I won’t repeat. And yes we shared a few bottles of wine over the 3 days. We had a driver take us to the restaurant and Cindy and her hubby joined us too:
Here is a picture of that pig on a plate that Barbara ordered that was the special of the chef. You would think she didn’t have a band! But I think she only was able to eat 3 bites of that big hunk of pork:
Cindy and Ed
OMG, aren't they cute!
Cindy, I'll e-mail you the pics.
Part 4: Sunday Shopping at the Premium Outlet Stores
First thing Sunday morning, Maria dropped in to visit.
Then it was off to shop all day Sunday. I was able to get a couple of pairs of shorts, a skirt and a Coach purse at the Outlet Stores. Barbara did ok too. By that night we were both exhausted but happily so.
Part 5: Farewell
After lots of hugs and goodbyes I had to leave and spent Monday driving back to Ottawa, stopping to shop on the way. Today at work was agony. I wanted to crawl under my desk and sleep this afternoon. Funny how the body doesn’t bounce back from partying like when we were younger. But it was worth it. So much fun and laughter.
I imagine Chicago 2011 will be just like that.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...
I'm off to invade the United States of America.
Yes folks, I'm heading to Pennsylvania for a visit with our Barbara. She has such a weekend planned and it also includes Cindylew!!
Relaxing and pampering. Eating out. Drinking. SHOPPING!!
And the Canadian dollar is above par so I'll get more for my buck in Buck's County!
Is anyone jealous yet?
Leaving early on Friday morning and will be back on Monday. I have maps, a GPS and Google Maps on my iTouch. I just have to point myself south and I shouldn't get lost.
Although coming home tonight I used my GPS and it tried to take me to a house on the street behind me. It had to keep recalculating as I missed their suggested turns. Oh well. If I get a few hundred feet from the destination, someone should help me.
See ya later alligators.
***I just found out that Maria from This one time at Band Camp is meeting us on Sunday. Yeah for a mini BOOBs***
Yes folks, I'm heading to Pennsylvania for a visit with our Barbara. She has such a weekend planned and it also includes Cindylew!!
Relaxing and pampering. Eating out. Drinking. SHOPPING!!
And the Canadian dollar is above par so I'll get more for my buck in Buck's County!
Is anyone jealous yet?
Leaving early on Friday morning and will be back on Monday. I have maps, a GPS and Google Maps on my iTouch. I just have to point myself south and I shouldn't get lost.
Although coming home tonight I used my GPS and it tried to take me to a house on the street behind me. It had to keep recalculating as I missed their suggested turns. Oh well. If I get a few hundred feet from the destination, someone should help me.
See ya later alligators.
***I just found out that Maria from This one time at Band Camp is meeting us on Sunday. Yeah for a mini BOOBs***
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