In a week’s time I won’t be able to take a regular swig of drink. Or eat a regular fork full of food. Soon comes the time for hesitation. Sips only at first, followed by “Princess Bites”.
Bariatric surgery requires healing of the altered gut. Inflammation and tissue reduction dictate the gentlest of consumption in the recovery stages.
My “Princess Bites” have been practiced and largely abandoned. My mind and mouth quickly forget. In a moment I slide back into gulp and chomp. There is no pain, nausea or toss-up to remind me. Not yet anyway. It is fast approaching.
It will be interesting having to respect food and drink consumption in a radical way.
Raising my imaginary glass to new beginnings…Skoal!