What the HELL is going on?It appears my band is revolting.
I have had more "stuck" and other not-so-nice episodes in the past 72 hours than I've had the entire 5.5 years of being banded combined.
And, I am not sure why.
I'm not sure what to make of the shenanigans that my band has been pulling since Friday but it sure wasn't the weekend to decide to get a little finicky.
Friday night.....as I sat glued to the TV set watching the situation in Boston, my band decided it wasn't too happy with my one piece of caprese flatbread (a recipe I make very often!).
Thanks to several hours of dealing with that.....I doubt very much I'll ever eat caprese flatbread again.
It was UGLY.....
But, I figured it was just the result of the stress I was feeling from watching the events of the Boston Marathon situation unfold....
However, I didn't want to take too many chances....
Knowing that Saturday was a jam packed day---with a quick early morning road trip to Collegeland for my sorority girl's Senior Sorority Luncheon then high-tailing it a few hours away to a business dinner event with Carmen's executive team--I knew I had to be very careful with eating.
I was pretty sure neither occasion would be conducive to making back-to-back panicked trips to the bathroom.....
I kicked off my Saturday road trip with my beloved Starbucks Chai Latte....which worked out just fine.
Lunch was quite another story.
|Toni and I at her Senior Luncheon yesterday....|
Even though I carefully selected a deviled egg, a few squares of cheese and some jello, my band had other ideas.
After several clandestine runs to the ladies room, I finally felt decent enough to partake in the champagne punch.
But, that didn't work out too well either.......
Let's just say I'll never drink or eat those things any time soon.
Regardless, it was wonderful to spend some time with my sorority girl.
Hard to believe she is graduating in less than a month....
Since I had a several hour trip between the luncheon and the dinner, I decided to spend the driving time planning my strategy. Knowing that it would not be appropriate to NOT EAT AT ALL, I decided to #1--figure out what I would consider "safe" foods and #2--come up with a few good excuses why I wasn't eating all that much.
Plus, I figured, if I kicked off the meal with a pre-dinner martini.....maybe the gin would loosen up my band and things would go much better.
Sounded like an excellent idea.....
The martini went fine.
The dinner was a whole other matter.
Let's just say Chicken Wellington with Chardonnay Cream Sauce is not the best thing for a revolting Lap band.
Unfortunately, when I planned my strategy, I didn't account for the fact that it was a preset/prefix dinner that was being presented by a chef.......someone neglected to tell me that.....uh-oh
There was no escaping what was being put in front of you.
Unless, of course, you are like me and you had to escape several times......because you must have ate something bad at the sorority luncheon (yes, that was my excuse after my fourth trip to the bathroom....)
And, so my weekend continues.
Today, my son the doctor---who has been in town for a weekend alumni event--- is stopping by for a quick visit on his way home since we haven't had a chance to catch up on this visit. He's bringing along a few of his college buddies are who are also in town for the weekend.
And, Carmen is packing up for a three week business trip.
So, of course, that means I'm in the kitchen.
Yes, I'm whipping up a fabulous brunch........for them....definitely NOT ME.
It's a protein shake kinda day for me.
Fingers crossed my band's revolution is just a temporary.....
The Sunday Brunch that I am NOT going to eat......
Now, I'm even hungrier.
Off to make another protein shake......