dizlightly
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I cooked for my partner tonight--he eats normally, no surgery. It smelled so good and I was proud of myself. I made roasted potatoes and baked chicken tenders.
I wanted a tiny bite of chicken (I'm just short of two weeks post op) I have been craving salty things and texture like crazy. I'm so tired of all the sweet protein shakes I've been drinking. So I started nibbling and my bf said "stop, you're gonna get sick" and I decided to just brush him off and say "hasn't happened yet!"
welp, 5 minutes later I had to ran to the bathroom to throw up. I should have listened. Silver lining of having this surgery in a pandemic is that these unfortunate events are happening at home and not in public, but oooh boy. Getting used to listening to my body is going to be an interesting journey.
I wanted a tiny bite of chicken (I'm just short of two weeks post op) I have been craving salty things and texture like crazy. I'm so tired of all the sweet protein shakes I've been drinking. So I started nibbling and my bf said "stop, you're gonna get sick" and I decided to just brush him off and say "hasn't happened yet!"
welp, 5 minutes later I had to ran to the bathroom to throw up. I should have listened. Silver lining of having this surgery in a pandemic is that these unfortunate events are happening at home and not in public, but oooh boy. Getting used to listening to my body is going to be an interesting journey.
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