Archive for March 12th, 2011


I got another fill on Monday, and it’s gotten me to a good level of restriction.  Normally during the week I drink a protein shake for breakfast, and don’t actually start eating until later in the day.

But also normally I have breakfast every Saturday morning with my family. It’s one of those things I look forward to.  So this morning we met up at my monster’s favourite breakfast place, and I ordered my now-usual breakfast. One egg, over hard; small grits; and wheat toast. See, I had to give up hard cooked scrambled eggs because they seem to always get stuck even pre-fill, but I had the fried egg last week and it went down fine.

Not so this week. I sort of forgot that I had that fill that has me really restricted in the morning. So I ate most of the egg and some grits, and then it happened. That horrible feeling that tells you something’s stuck. Gypsy grrl put it best–it feels like a rod in the middle of your chest. There’s no stabbing sensation, just that solid something.  I tried sipping a little water. I tried taking a teeny bite of well-chewed toast. Nothing worked.

So I got up and went into the bathroom, and threw up a little.  Gross, I know, but by the time I got back to the table I felt fine.

I still plan to meet my family every Saturday morning for breakfast, but now I’ll just drink some water or milk while I sit with them. No more food that early in the day.

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