Oh man....
The last couple of hours I've been bundling brochures and grouping them for a mail out. I got back inside and was hungry and my friend at work had left me half a jam donut (as much as I didn't want it at the time, it was staring me in the face when I got back inside, and being so hungry, well, we all make mistakes)
I took my time knowing that things like pastries/cakes/donuts etc are very hard for a bander to get down.
Boy did I underestimate THAT piece of information.
I have pb'd plenty, but usually it's quiet and fairly tame and pleasant compared to an actual vomit (of which I haven't technically had for years)... But I think this could have been in the vomit category, except PB style (and by that I mean, no stomach acid because it didn't reach my stomach)
The first couple of ....heaves? lol were ok. Normal....then the pit of my stomach cramped up like "Oh! So you're wanting to vomit, let me help you a little! I'll push, you heave!"
I then felt as if the bottom half of my stomach was going to go through my band inside-out and come through my mouth... If you could put that in the same category, then it's definitely a different experience to what vomiting was like before banding.
I.Never.Want.To.Do.That.Again
I can handle PB'ing. It's just a normal part of banding. There are always days you mess up or days you are tighter than usual. But this was hell. And caused by my stupid judgement of food choice! I wish this person would stop "sharing" and giving me crap food!!!!!!!!!
:(
Weigh in tonight, probably update later or tomorrow....
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