Well today is the 4th day of the emotional issues with food. I've managed a slice of corned beef today, spread out over the afternoon. I tried to have some of the pasta I cooked for my hubby and son but had to spit it out as it was making me retch.
I think hubbys beginning to get suspicious. First thing he asked me when I got in from work at 12.30pm was have you had lunch? Then an hour later what did you have for lunch? Feels horrid lying to him. He's been out for an hour this evening and again first question when he got in was have you had dinner? He didn't ask what but it's not as if there are any dishes on the side to show I've had anything. I thought about creating some but that would be devious.
oh, Shel, that is really terrible. You can't let food control you this way. You have to eat to sustain yourself, you don't have to enoy or even like it but please do eat. You have re-gained control over food since you had surgery, don't let it back in your head again. Please call me if you want to talk.