Some random things have happened since surgery. And I have to think that it's all in this crazy town head of mine because I doubt squishing my stomach did this.
I was driving home from work yesterday and hadn't planned my meals out perfectly because I was starving. I was just thinking about how I couldn't wait to get home and eat because I was so hungry. Then I thought..."Well, I could just quick stop at McD's and get a burger and just eat the meat to hold me over."
I then proceeded to gag. And then I realized how thinking about fast food makes me want to puke. Like even typing this out, I'm trying not to gag.
Which is totally weird and random to me, because, hello? Who doesn't want a delicious Big Mac with special sauce? Or a giant bean burrito from Taco Bell? Because, before surgery, that stuff was the standard. I don't particularily care to cook....ok that's not exactly true. I pretty much hate to cook, I think it sucks, it makes my kitchen messy, it's too much work, and I should have a personal chef at my finger tips at all times.
Whatever triggered this aversion to fast food I certainly am thankful for.