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The Dump, the Dump - The Truth about the Dumping Syndrome

After my weight loss surgery, I have to admit that I wasn't quite prepared for the rigid food regimen. Perhaps it wasn't rigid, but after eating what I've wanted ever since I was a baby (you know me – I was the infant in the stroller with the fried chicken drumstick and the plate of potato salad), I wasn't prepared to give all of that up so easily.

Surprisingly, I was, and still am, quite a picky eater. I'm not one of those who will eat anything and swear that everything tastes delicious. There are many things that I won't eat. For instance, I don't eat rice, no matter what you put in it, and I don't eat fish or any type. The things I do eat though; I eat a great deal of those food items. In fact, I have a habit of eating too much of those things; hence, one of the reasons for the weight loss surgery.

Needless to say, the fact that I had weight loss surgery wasn't changing, and since I was too stubborn at first to follow my doctor's guidelines, my body decided it was going to teach me a painful, disgusting lesson every time I decided to open my big, fat mouth for something I wasn't supposed to have. That lesson was the Dumping syndrome.

The Dumping Syndrome actually reminds me of being so drunk that you lose your sense of reason and body functions without the fun of actually drinking alcohol. Once eating something I shouldn't, I start to feel a little out of it, and then I get dizzy. My husband is always like, “what does it feel like”, and I'm like “I just feel really weird.”  It's so strange and generally I need to lie down before I fall down.

Then I start to sweat, despite the freezing temperature inside and outside of my house; the violent, “kill me now” cramps come next. On my good dumping days (as if there had ever been any), eventually the pain would gradually come to an end and leave me in a state of pure exhaustion, as though I had just completed a Herculean task without assistance.

On my worse dumping days, let's just say I didn't make it to the restroom on time. Do you know what it's like to have it coming out of both ends? It's really gross, and I don't mean to totally make you queasy but most bathrooms only have one toilet seat. Something has to go in the trashcan, and it was never pretty. Of course, then you're assuming I made it to the bathroom in the first place, anyway.

Long story – gross, but you must know that now, although I'm always tempted to eat something that's not good for me, I don't. I can't deal with the consequences. I know my husband loves me, but I think that cleaning up poop and vomit is truly the only thing that can alter the “unalterable” love.

After your weight loss surgery, please don't dump on your body. If you don't dump on your body by eating foods you shouldn't, then your body won't dump on you.

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