Sick

Four years after gastric bypass surgery and I find myself thinking back to some of the things I was told just before going under the knife.

I was told that for the rest of my life I was going to have random days where my stomach just decides it doesn’t want to be a team player and it is going to mess with me. Last night I felt like I was getting into one of those rare, random periods. I was feeling hunger pains much sooner after eating a meal than I normally do. I needed to eat more to stay out in front of the stomach aches. It’s annoying when that happens, but it is manageable. It’s painful but you can deal with it.

I was also told that there would be things that I liked to eat before getting rewired that I just won’t be able to eat anymore. My new stomach design simply wouldn’t be able to tolerate them any longer. I think I found one of them today. I spoke to a nutritionist at the weight loss clinic on Monday and she encouraged me to integrate more fruits and vegetables into my diet. I am a lifelong uber picky eater and there aren’t many fruits and vegetables that I like. Years ago I ate oranges pretty regularly. Maybe I could try to bring them back?

I had half an orange with my lunch. Nope. Never again. In the first hour after lunch I was hit with nausea twice. I wasn’t able to bring anything up, just a little tiny bit each time, but woah has this afternoon been an unpleasant dose of anti-orange reality. Yikes!

So that’s the story for today. Stomach issues all over the damn place. I guess that’s what I get for trying to alter a routine that works. Serves me right! Next time I’ll try eating an apple and see if that makes me sick. Fingers crossed.

PS: If this post makes it sounds like I am regretting my decision to have the bypass surgery that probably has more to do with me being a crappy writer than with reality. Fact is, I would do it again in a second. No hesitation. It has its difficult moments, yes, but as far as healthcare is concerned it is the best thing I’ve ever done. It is probably the best thing I’ve ever done in my entire life besides asking that nice girl from myspace.com if she wanted to go on a date. Love you, Jen.