I made it into the green zone!!! Yayyyy!!!... scrrrrrrrrrrrt... Let's not celebrate too quickly. I was sooo in the green zone. I was happy, restricted, losing and all was right with the world. Then I had a bite of steak. Motherlovin steak. The minute I swallowed it, I knew it was a problem. I felt it moving down my gullet and thinking, please don't get stuck... please... please... And of course. Stuck. I felt all sorts of stuck, so I just didn't eat. At all. Fluids for 2 days thinking that the steak had passed and that maybe I was just a bit inflammed. NOPE. After being stuck for about 4-5 days and getting inflammed to the point that water wouldn't go down, I relented. I went to the doctor. We decided to take out a large amount of fluid. December 22. I was so disappointed that I had effed up my newfound green zone over a dagnamit piece of steak that I didn't really want in the first place. So I had a massive unfill. They took me way down and had me drinking mass amounts of fluid to dislodge any and everything stuck up in my belly. Unfortunately, it took about 7 or 8 sticks to get into my port. I have a massive bruise about 3 inches in diameter in the middle of my belly. Hematoma central. Ugly as all get out.
I spent the holiday with a band that is wide open. Surprisingly, I ate pretty darn well. I must say that my habits are definitely changing. Even though I knew that I could eat any and everything I wanted, I did keep it pretty tame. I did take the opportunity to get a couple cravings out of the way that have been driving me a little batty since getting banded. I had some pizza. I almost served myself 2 slices and thought better of it. I began to eat and found that I could only even get down about 1/2 of a piece. After that I was satiated and didn't even want anymore. Craving complete. The other thing I wanted was a sandwich. Good old regular sandwich. And I had one. Well, 1/2 of one. I'm learning the massive difference between what my brain tells me I want and what my body shows me that I actually need. It's a big difference too. Tomorrow I go to get refilled. I hope we can find my green zone again with this fill. I pray that I don't have to get stuck 80 times to find my port again. I might have a breakdown if I do. And tonight... in anticipation of restriction, I will have some sushi. Kill that last little craving and get back on the wagon. Even though I've been wide open for the span of the holiday, I have managed to only gain a whopping 1 pound. I anticipated more, but it's looking like I was able to keep it together. How was everyone else's holiday??