Yep, that's just what I did...barf! Yuck. Something I ate yesterday either was bad, or didn't agree with me! I fixed myself a "gastric pizza" yesterday for lunch: a whole wheat tortilla, some marinara sauce, pieces picked out of the leftover chicken alfredo (mushrooms, chicken and red peppers, and I think this might have been "bad"), and some mozzaella cheese. Popped it in the oven and it was pretty good.
I can't really eat bread/pizza crust, that's why the tortilla works well. It tasted good, at least the 1/3 of it that I ate.
And it was about 4-5 hours later that my stomach started to hurt, badly. I told the kids "I'd rather have surgery again than this pain" it hurt so much. Felt like someone stuck a knife in my stomach and was twisting it. I couldn't lay down to get relief, it wasn't comfortable to sit either. Just painful.
Then, ah...the run to the bathroom. Sorry, TMI I know...but when your stomach is only the size of 1/2 cup or less, you don't throw up much. : ) I was surprised though that there was anything at all still in my stomach, it was about 7 hours after eating that pizza that I finally threw up. I felt better, so I had a fudgesicle. Wasn't much longer and I had to go throw that up too.
So I'm thinking that maybe the chicken alfredo was too old, although Iron-Stomach-Wesley had some when he got home from school, and it didn't bother him. Maybe my stomach is just overly sensitive. Or maybe the mozzarella was old (I'll have to go check the package).
Slept on the couch cause I just really wasn't sure how the night was gonna go, but it got better. My stomach was still a little touchy this morning, so I had a little oatmeal and that went down and stayed down fine.
It's good to feel good again! : )
On a good note, the scale moved about 1.6 lbs. since yesterday morning. I'm down 35 lbs. now, whoo hoo! Had my checkup at the surgeon's this week and everything is good, except......(hanging my head in shame still) I need to exercise! I wish this part wasn't such a struggle, but it still is. Somehow I've got to figure this part out.
NO, I won't run with you Carol!! LOL. I'm not a runner! Most likely never will be either, I hate it.
Treadmill is boring boring boring. Any suggestions??
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YO-GA! YO-GA! YO-GA!
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