Day Six found me hungry; it also found me still teetering on the edge of the plateau. But, back to the hunger. My tummy wasn't rumbling, I wasn't feeling weak and/or feeble, I didn't have a headache, but I was still HUNGREEEEEE. Is this the fabled head hunger? I guess it must be. The weird thing is, I wasn't hungry for chocolate, or biscuits, or cake as I think I would normally be, what I really wanted was something like a piece of toast or a bread roll. It's not like I can't even have those things on the pre-op diet anyway, so I just don't know how to 'pigeon-hole' the hunger I was feeling. Suffice to say, the broccoli and cauliflower I ate in an attempt to assuage the hunger, didn't work. The trouble was, I had friends coming round for dinner so I had to hold out until about 8pm, whereas usually I would have eaten by about 7.30pm. But when dinner arrived it was soooooooooooooooooo good!
Here's my food intake for the day; pretty much 'same old, same old', I'm afraid!
porridge (1 starch) and milk (1 dairy)
coffee and milk
Emmenthal cheese and mushroom flatbread (2 starch, 1 protein)
Hot chocolate (not on the diet, but I sooo wanted a hot drink that wasn't coffee, and I don't like tea; I did get it made with skimmed milk)
mango chunks (2 fruit)
broccoli and cauliflower
jacket potato (2 starch), tuna (0.5 protein), cottage cheese (0.5 protein)
Mullerlite yoghurt (1 protein)
Apart from the hunger, I felt something else today - I felt good about myself. I feel like I've taken control of something (food? my body?), and it feels good. I may only have lost 6lbs, but those 6lbs are never coming back, and that feels so empowering. Does that sound odd? Yes, I have another 88lbs to lose before I get to the weight I've chosen as my goal, but at least I've started the journey. I no longer have 94lbs to lose, just 88.