Strategy

This Thanksgiving feels so different than the last one. I’m 15 months post-op, certain of my pouch restrictions, apprehensive about my self-control, determined to not gain back in one day the 80 pounds I’ve lost since the last feasting holiday.

I go to the dinner table tomorrow knowing that I’m always just one bite away from overeating and sabotaging my accomplishments. I also know that I will do anything to not let that happen.

So I’ve got a plan and I’m calling it “Turkey & Two Bites.”

I’m going to put 3 oz. of turkey on my plate—what I’d normally allow myself for a protein serving at any meal. And then I’m allowing myself two bites of any food that’s on the table that I want to eat. My first bite is going to be to see if I like it, need it, want it, crave it, hate it, etc. The second bite is to savor it or say goodbye to it. I don’t need a third bite. I’ll already know what it will taste likes and the third bit won’t taste any better than the first two.

I’m also asking my mom to set my place at the table with a small plate (just like I use at home) and give me the smaller dessert fork to use. Plus, I’m taking my own dessert. When I’m done eating, I’m getting up and taking my plate and silverware into the kitchen.

Since we’re eating at 3 p.m., I’m planning on a substantial morning protein shake, my usual coffee and some beef jerky for the ride up. It’s all I will need.

This plan will give me the permission to taste whatever I want with the parameters to keep me from overeating. I’ve got my fingers crossed.