Since I decided that I was going to move forward with the LB surgery, why is it that every meal feels like it's going to be my last?? I have this sick & twisted mentality of "lets eat EVERYTHING we can now, because in a few months I will be choking down a Cheerio and loving it!" I don't know what happened, but I find myself wanting every bad food choice known to man.
See what I mean (ooohhhh, Sees candy...only the best candy on Earth, I digress.) Have I mentioned how ADD I am? Oh, you will find out soon enough.
It's like an internal race I'm having with the fat cells. Lets see how many more I can acquire before I'm cut off from the fattening goodness that is donuts, Chipotle and chocolate. Those are just a few of my cravings too. I won't bore you with what I ate this week, but I'm guessing a weight gain of 2-3lbs wouldn't be a shocker. Uuugghhh. I need help.
On a positive note, I haven't had a soda in about a week. That's a miracle considering. I'm trying to cut out artificial sweetners (aka- Rat Crack) but seriously, who am I kidding?! I need my caffeine fix and drinking my coffee or tea without some kind of sweetner just isn't going to happen. Baby steps, T...baby steps.
I have my sleep study done on Sunday night. Bleh. Not looking forward to a bad nights sleep. I'm going to be a mess on Monday, I can already tell. My condolences now.