I’m back! Many thanks to everyone who inquired about the surgery and if I was OK. I am definitely OK. The surgery was as uneventful as those things can be. No complications or anything. The surgery itself was the easy part. The mental crap has been much harder.

What mental crap? I think it is not shocking to find that anyone who is in a position to “need” gastric bypass probably has issues with food. Just because I had the surgery doesn’t mean my issues with food were magically erased, as much as I would have liked them to be. Instead, my issues with food have decided to rally together as one central force to drive me the rest of the way insane.

For instance, I learned last night that after my post-op surgeon’s visit tomorrow, I can have cottage cheese. I nearly cried. I thought I couldn’t eat anything for a few more weeks and then upon finding out that I can have something resembling food as soon as tomorrow? Seriously almost cried.

I should point out here that I am not hungry. Hungry isn’t something I have felt since the surgery. So my desire to chew and swallow is purely mental. Knowing this is like knowing Pandora’s box was just delivered to your home via UPS. How can you not open it?!?!

I don’t want to mess this up. I don’t want to be so enthralled by a container of cottage cheese that I lose my mind, eat the entire container while standing in front of the open fridge, and then my new stomach will explode and I’ll DIE all because I wanted cottage cheese!

And that is just a small sample of the “mental” crap and how hard my mind seems to be working against me right now. Surely, this too will pass, right?