I mentioned in my last post that my mom called wanting us to go out to dinner on Mother's Day with her, my dad and my brothers. It sounds easy enough, right? Well, not so, since I'm only 26 days post op and am still on purees. She KNOWS this... so why even call?
I know I shouldn't be annoyed. But, c'mon! She has been here everyday, helping with the kids, since my surgery, (which I am beyond grateful for!!). She knows where I am in my diet and knows that I can't just go into a restaurant and sit down and order food.
So anyway, I said I'd talk to DJ and see.
I'm also annoyed b/c she has called everyday and told me what she's eaten for lunch and how bloated she is or how she has dieted for 2 days and lost 5 lbs. Oh, and everyday my brother shows up out here, he's got a bag of some type of fast food in his hand.
The worst part is, they are oblivious!! He comes in and plops down right beside me with his Whopper w/ cheese and devours it. The smell alone is enough to make me vomit on myself and yet something in me wants the burger.
Isn't that like lighting up and smoking a cigarette while right next to someone who is trying to quit??
I don't think they are trying to sabatoge me. I think they are just clueless.
Yesterday, when mom called to tell me about her lunch at school for teacher appreciation and how she ate lasagna and bread and salad and was stuffed to the gills I finally had had enough. I told her to stop talking about food to me and that I didn't want to hear it.
Rude? Maybe. Necessary? Definately. Enough is enough people. Wake up! And this goes for all of my friends who are suddenly on diets....
I don't care what you had for breakfast, lunch or dinner.
I don't care how much you've lost "without surgery".
And I don't care how much you think your helping when you tell me that you know how I feel b/c unless you've had this surgery, you have NO idea, no matter how much you've starved yourself or how many diets you've been on in the past. You have no clue.