Puree this.... bitch

I am in my 3rd week of post-op. I feel weird. I THINK I'm hungry, but it's not the same. What happens is that I see a pizza commercial, or spaghetti, or ice cream, or cookies, and my mouth starts to salivate. I start thinking about how I won't get to eat those things anymore. And then I feel like crying.

I'm embarrassed to say that sometimes I wonder if this is all worth it. I want the outcome, but I am getting worried that I may not have the stamina to get through it. The pre-op diet was a breeze, I think because I had so much momentum. Then the first two weeks after the surgery weren't so bad. But now- it is incredibly hard.

I am in the "Puree Diet" portion of post-op. Does this look good to you?



Me neither- that's why I cannot bring myself to puree meat. THAT was supposed to be steak, or I guess it was at one time.

I am in mourning, of food. I miss it. I miss taste most of all. I can only eat sugar-free pudding so many times. And as far as getting the number of protein grams I'm required per day is a joke. Protein shakes make me want to vomit- and since pureed meat is out of the question...

Anyway, I want taste!! That's what is so good about junk food- the taste. If they made the junk food bland and the healthy food yummy then I would be fine.

I'm frustrated, and moody, and want a friggin pizza NNNOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!