Went to a party today, it was one of those fun kid birthday party deals where the boys get to scream their heads off for hours. Of course there was a delicious smelling pizza there and I wanted it so bad. It was really hard not to eat it Jer even suggested that I chew it and spit it out, ummm its pizza it isn't a BJ you don't spit pizza. I wish I could eat something real again. I totally miss chewing. I haven't chewed anything in over a month. This is getting depressing.
I know that it won't be too much longer until I am in Phase 4 which is pureed foods. That's just code for baby food by the way. I didn't realize that having this surgery was going to be such a rebirth. I have always thought of the surgery as a new beginning, a new chance at life, but not like this. Going from basically being on "formula" with protein powder to "baby food" with pureed foods. I have even asked my Jerry Bear to pat my back when I have gas pains. I guess my pouch is in its infancy and has some growing up to do.
Thank goodness for my favorite website theworldaccordingtoeggface.blogspot.com I have found so many recipes to make my life a little tastier. I would not have made a month on liquids without eggface.