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Rant - Running with scissors.

 

I often wonder if growing up in a normal family is different from growing up in an Italian family.

In my house we were regularly warned of the heinous things that would happen to you if you did things like drink milk with spaghetti, dare to wear an Italian horn on too short a neck chain, or the grand daddy of them all… running with scissors. Now I don’t know if I would have ever actually run with scissors but the consequences I was frequently reminded of sounded so horrible I notice that even as an adult, I walk very slowly and carefully from the kitchen junk drawer to where I am wrapping presents.

Maybe that is why I am a good post op. Tell me that I will get very very sick when I eat more than 10 grams of sugar and I will draw a line at 6 max with an overflow of 8 just to be sure. Tell me that the most important rule of them all, the one thing that most that get fat again have in common is Drinking With Meals… and I am going to stay far far away. Besides it just makes sense when someone explains it to you!

Before my surgery I didn’t have a switch that told me to stop eating. I stopped when it was all gone for the most part. If it was really good, why would I stop before I was finished enjoying it all even if I were full? Such was the advantage of having a stomach the size of my handbag. I enjoyed my way right up to 300 pounds.

I had serious surgery to make my stomach the size of an egg, so that I would get a clear signal when the tiny pouch was full and I would be unable to stuff myself silly. I had a rather severe restriction put on my volume. The one sure foil for that restriction is to drink while you are eating, essentially making a soft squishy slurry out of your food by adding liquid to it. The soft wet food sloshes around in the small pouch, and squishes out the other side when you force it. Drink a little more and you can wash it all right on through. Then you can fill it again! Do it a few more times and you can eat the entire plateful of food if you really want to.

I know someone who deals with sugar this way. She thought she was smart that she figured out that she could eat cake and drink a glass of warm water to wash it through the area where she would normally absorb all the sugar and go into a full blown dumping attack. Ha! She fooled that surgery. She would blow that cake right on through so she could eat it and NOT get sick. Sure… really, really, smart. So smart in fact that she is now 200 pounds again. Friggin brilliant!

Same thing here. When you ask me to help you and we ply you with a few questions to identify where your problem may be… and we find the problem… please don’t argue with me and tell me that NOT Drinking With Meals is a THEORY that some people have.

NO, it is NOT a theory that washing your food through your pouch is a bad thing. It is a FACT that washing your food through your pouch is a bad thing.

I can assure you that every single person who I have ever met that has gained back substantial weight after not getting to goal in the first place, or simply lost that first freebie 100 pounds and nothing since then have two things in common.

One is that they drink with their meals… because they are sooooooo thirsty.

Two is that they are washing that food through their pouch with vast quantities of Diet Coke… because it’s only a fountain drink and it is not even that fizzy.

Let’s just assume for a minute that you are correct in thinking that it's just a theory that it's bad to drink with your meals, carbs are too hard to give up, it’s too difficult to drink that much water, protein drinks are expensive and yucky, Cheetos are yummy, and vitamins are hard to remember even when you are anemic? How has that been working for ya for the last three years that you have been trying to hang on to a 100 pound weight loss while more than a good 50 pounds from goal?

What is that saying? We can lead you to water, but if you drink when you’re eating, you might as well be running with scissors!

I feel so sorry for you bella and want so much to help you... but at what point do you finally begin to listen to someone and knock off the excuses?

Ciao, Susan Maria


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