Cyndie describes how her food cravings are different since she underwent gastric bypass surgery.
My food cravings have changed completely. From the very first day in the hospital, to the food that I had to eat, to what I can eat today, have completely changed. I find it interesting because even the things that I am not supposed to eat, if I take a potato chip and I eat that potato chip, it does not taste the same as it did before the surgery, and I just don’t want it.
I don’t know how to explain it. I don’t know if everybody is that way. Of course I crave all the things I used to eat, and I have tried some. You know, I have tried some things. We’ve gone out and gotten a hamburger and it’s just, it’s not as good as it used to be and I don’t know why. You know, I don’t know why, but it just isn’t. It’s not the same anymore. It doesn’t have the same flavor. I don’t know, maybe because I am not gorging on it. I don’t know, because I think that’s all that was before anyways; just see how full you can get, you know?
I never was a sweet eater–ice cream, cookies, and all the stuff. I never really was. My thing was drinking my calories. Starbucks, any form of coffee that was cold, Coke, that’s where a ton of my calories came from. So that’s my sweets. But I have been fine without them.
I actually thought that Coke would be the thing that would kill me the most and it hasn’t affected me at all, not at all. And, you know, I am just fine drinking water or Crystal Light or whatever I have got to drink, but mostly just water and that’s fine.
I crave those particular foods, the healthier foods because I went through a lot to get where I am, and why am I going to blow it, you know? I love, and when I say ”love” I mean love meat. Steak and baked potato is my favorite thing on the face of earth. I haven’t had one in a long time, but, and I don’t know if it will taste the same again. I haven’t tried it. But it doesn’t seem to be as important to me now as it used to be.
I made tacos for dinner the other night, and I used ground turkey meat. And it was so good, and the funny thing is, I didn’t tell my husband; I didn’t tell my kids, and they all ate it, and nobody had a problem with it. I mean, everybody had a great dinner, and I was even able to eat a taco. Now I don’t need to eat more than one taco, but, you know, before I used to eat five tacos, and one is perfect. That’s just right, so me and my 5-year-old both had one taco and that was perfect.