I don't want to get overly optimistic, but I think my band may be working some. (keeping fingers crossed)
Last night I went overboard and I knew I should have stopped eating, but the head won out. And boy did I pay for it!!!
I was in absolute bloated misery hell for a solid two hours. Ugh! All I know is that I do not want to knowingly eat myself into that situation again. I finally got myself into a comfortable position and attempted to watch TV. Food commercials practically made me gag.
I have been waiting to get consequences for my eating actions since April. Now it seems I may be close to it. Because feeling that crappy is the only thing that will stand up to my flaky thoughts that encourage me to eat-eat-eat. Up to now, the easiest thing to do has been eat, just to shut that voice up. Now, I have an incredible reason to say no thanks.
I do not plan on testing the limits of my band again any time soon. Last night was enough for me. In spite of the extreme discomfort that lasted so long, I am thrilled!
(good grief--how long have I been gone? The text editor has changed! Where did my justify text option go? sniff, sniff)