Today was my first visit with the nutritionist. One would think that would be an easy visit, but, damn, it wasn't. As someone who has been overweight my whole life, my food intake is a seriously sensitive subject. I admit I got a little emotional at one point. Just once thought, then I bucked up and we got through it. :)
She asked me to walk her through my meals on an average day. Pfft. Like I freakin' know. If there was any sort of "average", I'd probably be able to maintain my weight and not gain so much, but it fluxuates, just like the pounds on my thighs. Automatically, I started to give her my food intake from the last day I worked, which I know is much lower than days I have off (12 hour shifts in the E.R. do not leave much time for eating).
She was pretty happy to hear I was already keeping a food journal. She was planning on having me keep one, but she said to just continue with MFP and print them off for the next time I see her. That'll give me two to three weeks of days to bring in.
Next up, the psychologist! I'm seeing a psychologist after being off my crazy meds for several weeks. That ought to be fun (not even a little).
The psychologist will have me walk through my reasons for wanting the WL surgery, my known eating triggers, mental health history, and then set me up with the group therapy program that I have to complete. That whole visit will be one big emotional suck-fest, I figure, but, it has to be done and I will make it through.
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