KO
06-01-2007, 11:01 AM
next week I'm 9 months Postop. I've been doing pretty well incorporating sensible eating some slips some triumphs. The last 2 months have been Mega stressful $ has been tight work has been wacko and even moreso since monday
I haven't had the extra cash to get My anti-depressants.
On Tuesday we were told we have this Insane project that when I asked when it was due Yesterday was the answer. Monday I stopped at the grocery and got a few things to make a quick dinner and some Kier friendly meals for the week.
I got these gourmet burgers from Kings (for those of you in the garden state they have a Killer spinach and onion turkey burgeR) I also got white buns.
yeah me and white bread go way back to when I was little and would ball up a piece of Pepperidge farm family size and shove it in my mouth instead of saying I had a bad day. So I made dinner for me and DH Bacon cheddar burgers (thorougly unsatisfying btw) had my crappy sesame bun then proceed to inhale 2 more buns over the course of the night.. .Balled up and shoved in my gob delightful
the next night I made the aforementioned turkey burgers had my bun had the top of another and threw the rest out. (sorry about this becoming a novel)
Aside from the bread I feel like even with all my preparation I've had the self control of the cookie monster
Yesterday DH was sick I found out i didn't get a job i applied for we had a goodbye party for a colleague and CAKE. not only did I eat that when I went back to Kings to get DH some chicken soup a 3 musketeers bar followed me home. I had that thing clenched in my fist as I scooted home and I was inhaling it Mind you I checked the label 40 grams of sugar. I wasn't enjoying it I wasnt tasting it. I was Depressed, Angry & out of control I was eating to punish myself. I was actually eating to make myself feel bad. This realization mid-scoot led me to throw my candy on the ground.
After I pay bills I'm going to get my meds and I want to find a therapist b/c I really need to redefine my relationship with food. or at least get some books on the subject.
I'm allowed to have a bad day and express it! I just have to remember this!
Sorry about the rant My DH doesn't understand this stuff at all.
I haven't had the extra cash to get My anti-depressants.
On Tuesday we were told we have this Insane project that when I asked when it was due Yesterday was the answer. Monday I stopped at the grocery and got a few things to make a quick dinner and some Kier friendly meals for the week.
I got these gourmet burgers from Kings (for those of you in the garden state they have a Killer spinach and onion turkey burgeR) I also got white buns.
yeah me and white bread go way back to when I was little and would ball up a piece of Pepperidge farm family size and shove it in my mouth instead of saying I had a bad day. So I made dinner for me and DH Bacon cheddar burgers (thorougly unsatisfying btw) had my crappy sesame bun then proceed to inhale 2 more buns over the course of the night.. .Balled up and shoved in my gob delightful
the next night I made the aforementioned turkey burgers had my bun had the top of another and threw the rest out. (sorry about this becoming a novel)
Aside from the bread I feel like even with all my preparation I've had the self control of the cookie monster
Yesterday DH was sick I found out i didn't get a job i applied for we had a goodbye party for a colleague and CAKE. not only did I eat that when I went back to Kings to get DH some chicken soup a 3 musketeers bar followed me home. I had that thing clenched in my fist as I scooted home and I was inhaling it Mind you I checked the label 40 grams of sugar. I wasn't enjoying it I wasnt tasting it. I was Depressed, Angry & out of control I was eating to punish myself. I was actually eating to make myself feel bad. This realization mid-scoot led me to throw my candy on the ground.
After I pay bills I'm going to get my meds and I want to find a therapist b/c I really need to redefine my relationship with food. or at least get some books on the subject.
I'm allowed to have a bad day and express it! I just have to remember this!
Sorry about the rant My DH doesn't understand this stuff at all.