Yesterday, for about 60 seconds, I forgot I was a bandster. I truly did not think of it. Usually when I am eating I am always aware or thinking about my band. Well, last night when I was cooking dinner I noticed we had a little bag of peanut butter pretzel nuggets left over. I popped a few of them in my mouth.
Chew Chew Chew.
Oooh, so thirsty.
I grabbed the gallon of milk from the fridge, popped the lid and drank.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
And then....HOLY S&^%! I
Knock Knock Puddin' Head
I remembered I have a band and all of a sudden the sharp pain and horrible feeling hit me. The milk and the peanut butter pretzel bites were dancing the cha-cha above my band. I hovered over the sink...but thankfully, they cha-cha'd all the way down.
It was so weird. I don't know what I was thinking (clearly I wasnt). BC unlike the doc tells me, drinking with my food for me does not help me get it down...it makes the stuck feeling worse.
Just wanted to share :) Happy Hump Day everyone!