At first I blamed Japan. Truthfully, I did experience a few weeks of morning sickness (at night, because I have to be different like that). Even when I didn't feel sick, my food choices were pretty limited, and if I'm not excited about what I'm eating, I'm less likely to eat it. Also, I was walking a lot in Japan, which would account for the added weight loss, even if I was consuming more calories than usual. There was also a higher than usual stress level that last week I was in Japan, and when I'm stressed the eating thing can go one of two ways. I'll eat more or I won't eat at all. Two guesses on which way I went this time.
Upon returning to the states, I thought that I'd be eating again. All of my favorite foods were readily available. First I got a hamburger from Jack in the Box. I almost couldn't eat it. I forced myself to eat about a third of it, since I hadn't really eaten in a while, but ended up throwing most of it away. Now I know what you're thinking, but I like Jack in the box hamburgers. Moving on. That night we went to Round Table. The salad was great, but after a few bites of pizza, I knew it wasn't going to work. I was super bummed. I forced myself to eat various things over the next few days, and finally was able to eat with some regularity. However, yesterday I made a yummy breakfast pizza for lunch (I use pre-cooked turkey sausage). It was great. I ate more than I should have, only because most stuff just doesn't taste right. Like usual this morning I was struggling with what to eat for breakfast, when I remembered that I had leftover breakfast pizza. Score. I gave up my usual routine of having an instant breakfast drink, and then an hour or two later, trying to force down some real food. Warmed up a few slices, and dug in. Yep, you guessed it, it was awful. I forced myself to eat some of it, but gave up and had my instant breakfast instead.
I was looking forward to not monitoring my diet so closely, sort of a free pass on calorie counting, at least a little bit. So far it has not been the food free for all that I was hoping for. I know that this won't last, but the end can't come soon enough now. I only dread my first appointment with my U.S. o.b.(wow, too many abbreviations there). I know she's not going to be happy about the weight loss and the fact that I can't eat. I'd like to know what she thinks I can do about it though.