A little rant....

My past week has been full of pb-ing episode after episode. I am starting to get very discouraged as far as this whole experience goes. Last Sunday, I got called off from work. We decided that we would spend the day together and took the kids to O'Charley's. Because I can not stomach salad, I decided to order a sandwich. I took one bite and spent the next thirty minutes pb-ing in the bathroom. I am not sure what to even think of the "pb-ing" As a nurse, I am quite complexed as to how the food doesn't come back but the slime does? It confuses the heck out of me. Needless to say, I came back and didn't eat anything else except the meat off of my sandwich. I can not figure out what I am doing wrong. So far, I can not eat anything of any substance without being terribly uncomfortable. I have pb-ed at least three other times this week, but have not had anything come back up. And the sensation you get when something gets stuck...cold, clammy, like you are fixing to pass out. I can't stand it. I have eaten a lot of cheese sticks, it is about the only thing that will stay with me. I am talking about the string cheese that you get at the store. I am hoping it is a good source of protein. Last night, I finally broke the seal and went and worked out. Before I did so, I got on the scale and there it was again. NO WEIGHT LOSS. And I haven't even been eating! I am finding myself real close to saying the hell with it and having the band removed. To me it has been both a physical torture as well as a emotional torture to not be able to eat what I want to eat when I want to eat it. I know I didn't get this way overnight, but I am damn tired of not seeing the scale move...Maybe the exercise will make a difference....Until next time, still asking myself WHY?