I wanted to continue a topic I’ve been writing about. I want to talk about Alcohol. Last night was date night. I looked forward to it all day. I got a pedicure and picked out a new outfit. We went to our favorite restaurant and in fact sat in the same booth that we did on our first date. You can tell we are creatures of habit. What was the difference this date night?It was that I did not have my favored glass of wine.
I must admit, I thought about it. And I wanted it. My husband even asked me at the table what I was going to have tonight, “a glass of wine?”
I had a chance.
But I knew, and I had decided deep down inside no alcohol for me.
I have always loved a glass of wine. It is very celebratory for me. It eases my mood and it signifies happy hour. With weight loss surgery I was left unable to drink more than a glass or two without feeling bad.
A funny story.
One day when my son was in daycare I had to drop him off very early. We are early birds so no problem for us. But at the Church Daycare they were just turning on the lights. Ryan loved this place and being with the care providers and I was on my way.
The next day I dropped him off and the care provider was chuckling. She said “I must tell you how cute Ryan is.” ”Really” I thought.
And she proceeded to tell me this story. She said,
“Yesterday I brought Ryan down to the kitchen, I told him I really needed my coffee. As we walked to the kitchen Ryan told me… My Mommy doesn’t drink coffee, she drinks wine.”
It was one of those perfect parent moment.
My wine has always been my nectar. I haven’t been a big drinker but liked my wine. What I hadn’t realized though was that with the delight of the happy hour glass or two came a nice eased mood but the long term affects the next day made me feel not so good. I would wake with puffy hands and not feeling tip top. It was the wine.
Recently I decided not to drink it. Why do I need it? Why do I need to drink something that gives me a short term high but a long term yucky feeling? Why do I want to put something in my body that is not good for my body. Especially as a post op RNY patient is is very important for me not to consume alcohol.
Hence my decision to stop.
Last night. I didn’t have my glass of wine. I had a great dinner with a handsome guy and I couldn’t of asked for more.
And I felt better the day after. A far better feeling than the high at happy hour.
I share this not because I want to sway weight loss surgery post ops not to drink. But because I want to share the process I took to discovering that alcohol was not what I thought is was. It was a brief high, but made me feel crappy in the long run. Not to mention I typically ate more when I drank wine.
I just wanted to share.
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