AM I 90 or 32??

So...I woke up yesterday morning pain free. I had become quite restless the night before at around 1:00 a.m. I woke up and paced the floor, sat down and checked my myspace and e-mail and paced some more. I finally went and sat back in the recliner. I must have went and got in my bed sometime between 1:00 and 10:00 a.m. Monday morning. I have put nothing else in my new stomach besides pudding and soup. I NEVER want to go through that again. I refrained from taking my vitamins yesterday, but I decided since my body is not getting the nutrients it needs, and I am obviously losing weight (You can tell just from looking at me) that I needed to take them today so here I go crushing my pills the same way I crush them for my elderly patients, I then mix them with a sugar-free vanilla pudding and swallow them down. I know...GROSS! I still feel like no matter how much I read and tried to prepare myself for my new "banded" life, I was not prepared at all. I just figured it would be similar to that of my husband's life, which is to be real honest, no different from before. Besides using portion control, he is back to eating (after only three days of recovery) normal foods. His typical day is a shake, a healthy choice meal and then whatever we have for dinner...Meanwhile, it has been a week since my surgery and I am only up to full liquids. I don't ever see me eating "normal" foods again and I don't like the thought of that one bit. I have stopped cross-blogging on my myspace because I figured out after my 274 lb blog that my friends didn't really care to hear about this journey. So I will just continue to blog my feelings and thoughts on here. If no one is listening besides Dagny, I don't care, It helps me to feel better to get it off my chest. Until next time....All I need now are dentures...