Say goodbye to the bunny folks....

My darling, dear, precious Cadbury Bunny.  I am bit supporter of animal rights.  I regularly donate to a number of animal based charities.  I have a couple (or 7) rescue animals in my home.  I become angry at any sign of irresponsible pet ownership.  However...I experience NO moral or ethical compunction at the thought of putting you to sleep.  You, my furry little menace, poop  morsels so delicious and rich I feel the need to pretend I can't even eat one.  In reality mama could pack away a 4-pack without batting an eye.  Once a year you come out of hiding to leave a these foil wrapped treasures callously lying around in grocery stores.  With the above mentioned morals of an animal lover I feel it my duty to rescue as many of these discarded babies as I can, taking them into my home.  Putting to use the skills that it took 15+ years to hone I can rationalize the buying of these in bulk, after all IT'S ONLY ONCE A YEAR!  Add to that my own amazingly kooky little way of pushing all the blame for stuffing these into my mouth on to the adorable, clucking, hopping rabbit, I know I am not responsible for my actions!  I can't possible be held accountable for taking the time to unwrap every blessed little goodie and devouring it.  So, the time has come for you to go live on a farm, forever and ever.  Never to poop a treat again!  I will ensure that this will be done as humanly as possible.

Whew!  Now that we have that evil little guy out of the way the real post can begin!

I just want to point out that I did buy some of the aforementioned legal crack, but have not eaten any.  There was a vague plan to save them until the mushy stage of my diet, then treat myself.  But after writing a death letter, I realize that I may or may not (insert sarcasm here) have self-sabotaging tendencies and in an effort to crack the whip on these I will be sending all the treats with Peaches to work.  You put ANYTHING edible down in the breakroom at his office and it will disappear.

My first week of band-dom is rapidly coming to an end and I am still feeling great!  I have had little gas pains, really only on the first day.  I have hit my fluids goal of 64oz +/day and been really close to my protein goal of 75g/day.  No nausea at all (knock on wood) and very little pain.  I even began to wonder if maybe Dr. H just forgot to put it in.  She just opened me up, got distracted (possibly by a cadbury egg) and went right to sewing me up.  The only thing that keeps my crazy brain in check is the fact that with the reduced swelling I can now feel my port.

MR and Myself

Today Peaches and I went to a fundraiser for cancer research, it was held in a garage brewery.  These are pretty popular in Montana and may be in other states/countries as well.  Basically it is an old mechanics shop, converted into a bar/microbrewery.  This party had food and live music, a silent auction, 50/50 drawing as well as lots of beer flowing.  It was to raise money for the Relay for Life team sponsored by a local company, that one of my BFF happens to work for.  She and her hubs met us at the party as well as another couple we are friends with.  We danced and laughed.  They ate and drank.

Peaches is sitting and MR, my BFF, hubs T is standing.  They are both trying to look like they don't just love to have their pics taken. 

While I was talking to T about how well I was doing he asked me what I was eating.  I told him I am still on my post-op diet but for lunch today I had a 1/2 cup of soup with extra protein powder in it.   He looked a little worried and asked how this Lapband doesn't qualify as starving myself.  I let him know that this would keep me feeling full for about 4-5 hours and with the supplements my body was getting plenty of fuel.  He gave me a dubious look and said I already looked gaunt.  On the way home Peaches mentioned that T also voiced his concerns about doing this healthyily (a real word?) and seemed to think I was in trouble.  I just want to tell him, and anyone else that is thinking this, for the first time in a long long time I am being healthy!  I am not stuffing my face with chips and salad and bar-b-que, guzzling soda and topping it off with 5 cadbury eggs!  I just wonder if his concern comes from not seeing me eat, or me eating so little or something else.  In my support group we talk about how a lot of time naysayers or people that voice concerns are really trying to justify their own unhealthy habits. I am not sure what the reason is here, T is a healthy, active dude.....Hmmm.....something to think about.  But I will say this, talking about how the 1/2c of soup keeps me feeling full for a 'normal' amount of time made me feel like there is a band in there and I felt pretty damn good about it!!