Tag Zwei = Day Two

That's right my pets, it is day two in the Journey of Maximizing my Minimizing.

The highlights of today are: (Please skip the first three bullets if you are squeamish)

• Farting - lots and lots and lots of farting
• Burping - lots and lots and lots of burping
• Pooping - one itty, bitty little guy
• Grumbles - my stomach is so loud that my overly sensitive, whimpy little Scottie dog started barking at it around 6am this morning.  He left the bed and did not return all day.  
• Walking - I have made 8 individual trips around my block today. 
• Weaning myself off the pain meds.  I was taking 10 ml of Roxicet every four hours, today I have stretched that to 10 ml every 6 hours.  I plan on lowering it to 5 ml tomorrow.  My pain feels under control and once upon a time ago I had a very intense love affair with narcotics and don't want to be on them any longer than absolutely needed. 
• Protein - I just finished a Profect and with that 25g I am at 70 for the day.
• Fluids - I am sitting at 73 oz

It still doesn't feel real to me, I keep saying things to Peaches like 'My port hurts.  That's right, MY PORT.  Why do I have a port you ask?  Well it connects to my LAPBAND!'  Or I called my dad today and after spending 15 min talking about my liver enzymes, my WBC count and monitoring my drug intake I ended the conversation with 'By the way Dad, did I tell you I have a LapBand now?  Yeah...I totally do.'  Thankfully Peaches and my pops are used to my ridiculousness but even when I say it out loud it doesn't feel real.  Maybe that will come when I start on more solid food and feel restriction?  Or maybe when I am not stoned on Oxycodone anymore?

I can't say it enough, thanks to all of you and your words of encouragement and support!  It's amazing to know that not only can I tell to you about farting and showing my hoo-hoo to strangers, but you will still talk to me after I tell you these things!  Awesome!!