Thursday, February 10, 2011

I think I need a fill.

Oh no you don't. Theresa has been getting stuck a lot lately,
  • Chicken nugget: STUCK
  • Milk: STUCK
  • Sauteed onions: STUCK
  • Water: STUCK
  • Soup: STUCK
She always manages it well and has even become graceful when yacking. A testament to her proper upbringing.
I feel for her during these times and try to be a source of encouragement and sympathy. I even find myself passing up items at the grocery store that I know are potential hand grenades.
People have WLS surgery for a reason, and that would be to lose weight of course. So, when the scale is not moving downward accordingly....panic sets in and rational thinking is out.
Here is a conversation about a week ago:


Theresa: "I really haven't been losing lately...I think I need a fill."
Me in my most gentle and understanding voice: "Are you smoking CRACK?"
Theresa: "What?"
Me: "Are you seriously smoking CRACK?"

End of conversation. Reality sets in quickly and the thought passes. Theresa's body is changing rapidly, she looks great, and she's happy. Why mess with a good thing right?

Mysteriously, her band Pearl is very tolerant of the Fume Blanc...goes right through.

That's my girl.


I'm listening!

9 comments:

  1. Wow! I can really relate to Theresa. I had to go and throw up at a luncheon yesterday. I have been sitting at the same weight for over 3 weeks! Patience is a virtue I do not have, unfortunately!

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  2. i wonder if my husband feels the same about my thinking I need a fill all the time?

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  3. My DH is totally oblivious to what my band is doing/not doing at the moment. Generally, his comments are along the lines of "hey, your boobs look bigger now that your waist is smaller!" Observant, huh?

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  4. My husband could have written the exact same post, but it wouldn't have been nearly as funny.

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  5. Your blog will be required reading at my hacienda. Ron is very supportive, but oblivious. Yesterday I made his lunch and then sat in den to read my kindle. He said " I know you don't want to eat with me cause I eat too fast and you get stuck." DUH. Yes, that and the talking.
    He could stand to "listen" a bit.
    Half way there.
    Bonnie M

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  6. "Graceful when yacking" - an absolute classic!! I love reading about band life from YOUR perspective!!

    Thanks for the smile today!

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  7. I hope your wife doesn't mind, but I think I'm in love with you.

    Thanks for the laugh!!

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  8. This was funny? I thought I was the only person who still asked people if they were smoking crack. Too funny!

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  9. OH my...she can yak gracefully? How??? it is all drama at my house...everyone moans and I make obnoxious noises.

    I usually ask David if he wants a band right after said yaking sessions...he just rolls his eyes and makes a humph noise. Tell Tessie I need lessons!!!

    xxxooo

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