
On Monday, after going to get fitted for
new glasses, Gino and I went to Big Louie's for a bite to eat--I
ordered the sausage and peppers on pasta, a slalad with blue cheese dressing and garlic roles--for the first time I can
ever remember I could not finish a meal and tool home some of the
sausage and pasta--today, after Allen and I went to see my primary
doctor, we went next door to the deli I love--I ordered a Turkey on Rye
with Mustard and extra pickles--I could only eat half of the
sandwich--took the other half home.

I now have leftovers in my fridge--the
first time in my life--I, also, (and I am still in shock!!!) couldn't
finish the 1/2 dozen of cinnamon raisen buns that Babs gave me this
morning.
Something is really wrong with me
when I am not hungry, don't finish a meal, leave food over, take home
'doggie' bags--folks, I have to get better soon!!! This is madness!!!
By the way,
nothing to do with the above, I lost 11 pounds in the past two weeks
and this is with not having smoked since July 21--I put on weight the
first week of the operation and I think I lost the 11 pounds due to the
diuritics I was given--wondering how my weight will go from this point on.
I WANT MY APPETITE BACK!!!! I WANT MY STRENGTH BACK!!! I WANT MY HEALTH BACK!!! (Okay, that's my whining, crying for the day!)