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Monday, April 26, 2010

Day 66 post op.....Brought to you by the letter "K"

??3.8, same as last time 59.6 to date.

I went to Sam's a while ago to return some chicken that smelled like the business end of a hellifino. I went to the return counter, waited my turn in line, and stepped to the counter foul fowl in hand. The exchange with the counter guy went something like this.

Can I help you?
Yeah, this chicken stinks and I need to return it.
Do you have a reTHeip (ru-theep)
Well, I can issue you a store crediK.

This guy, in all of his pursed lip, gayfaced, neck crooked glory, actually looked at me with a straight face and told me that I could get a That really made my day.

Anyway, I tell you guys all of this to tell you that I was eating some chicken too fast yesterday and it felt like it was up in my thoaK. And I specifically wanted to use the word throaK, but I couldn't use it without a backstory.

Sometimes it seems like I haven't had surgery because for the most part eating is pretty normal at 9 1/2 weeks out. Yesterday though, when Sleevie was bombarded with the chicken a little too fast for his liking, he threw up the stop sign and there was a traffic jam in my esophagus. It wasn't a bad feeling ( though the closest tag that I have is "the bads" so I'm gonna use it) but it was definitely a reminder that I DID have surgery and to stay mindful of my eating.
Well, I gotta get up and brush my teeth so that PT doesn't have to come to a wife with dragon breath.



  1. Just letting you know that I find your blog inspiring!

  2. Thanks, Teri. You are seriously making me blush.


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