Dear Tom, I’m a changed woman postop.

Texas Woman Wakes From Surgery With A British Accent

No, she’s not me. But I woke from surgery a different person.

I’m scared, Tom.

I no longer like chocolate. Can’t stand the sight of it nor the smell of it.


This is serious.

Do you understand what this means?

This means that after a life-long love affair with chocolate, as in chocolate has been the only sweet thing I like– I. Now. Hate. Chocolate.

You know what’s even scarier???

I’m craving vanilla ice cream. I’ve despised (yes, despised) ice cream in every way, shape or form, my entire life. I’ve refused to eat it. I’ve hated the taste, the texture, the creaminess, the sweetness…I was the only child I knew who hated ice cream. I’m the only adult I know who hates ice cream.

But that’s no longer true. Just this past week I ate my first ice cream sandwich – vanilla ice cream between two oatmeal cookies – and it was amazing! I mean, it was astounding.

I woke from surgery with a vision of an oatmeal cookie ice cream sandwich, a gourmet confection I’d once glimpsed in the freezer section at the neighborhood market. An ice cream sandwich that previously held zero interest for me. As soon as I got home I begged my husband to go buy one.

Bi rite ice cream sandwich

This is it.

Wait… here’s the conversation:

“Please please please go to the market and buy me an ice cream sandwich, the gourmet kind in a single-pack, wrapped in cellophane– vanilla ice cream between two oatmeal cookies.”

Oscar, staring at me: “You don’t eat ice cream.”

Me: “I know, but I want one.”

Oscar, still staring at me: “But you hate ice cream.”

Me: “I know but I really really really want one of these ice cream sandwiches.” I showed him the picture.

Oscar, skeptical: “Where does a store keep ice cream?”

Me, trying not to laugh: “Honey, think for a minute. Where would a store keep ice cream?”

Oscar: “Uh, where it’s cold?”
Me: “Yes. Now where would it be cold in a grocery store?”

Oscar: “I don’t know.”

Oh Tom… You have no idea what I’m dealing with here.

Me: “Honey, when you get to the store, ask someone.”

Oscar made a halfhearted attempt to find the ice cream sandwich I wanted but he failed because he refused to ask for help. Instead he bought a box of It’s-It which I couldn’t eat because It’s-It is covered in chocolate.

It's it

So I sent my best friend on a mission to seek out the perfect ice cream sandwich. She found one. And it was the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I want more!!!

This is so bloody weird! Even weirder? My lactose intolerance seems to be a non-issue.

I’ve lived my entire life with lactose intolerance. Even as a baby I couldn’t tolerate dairy-based formula. My parents had to start me on solid food at three months of age because every formula that went in came back out within a minute or two. (My mom wasn’t the type to nurse a kid.)

Out of the blue I’m eating yogurt, ice cream, and drinking milk.

Holy crap, Tom! What in the world is going on???

Oh, and by the way~

Happy Independence Day! Yay America!


For the first time in my life I’m eating ice cream on the Fourth of July! XOXO! Julia


23 thoughts on “Dear Tom, I’m a changed woman postop.

  1. Jaye

    After my grandmother had heart surgery she couldn’t read recipes. She could read books and the newspapers, but recipes were unintelligible. It depressed the hell out of her because cooking was her life. It only lasted a few weeks, but it was a miserable few weeks for her.

    Once your system is fully recovered, you’ll be back to your old chocolate loving, ice cream hating self.

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    1. juliabarrett Post author

      Now that’s weird, Jaye! I suspect so but if I have to I can live with liking vanilla ice cream.


    1. juliabarrett Post author

      I don’t know, Diana. Maybe. Or maybe anesthesia suppresses a part of the brain and stimulates another part? It is funny.


  2. anny cook

    Wow. Nothing so exciting happened to me–nothing!–not even with all the surgeries I’ve had…except my hair always falls out. Always. After surgery I always end up with a super-super short hair cut. Man, I wish it changed my taste buds…

    Happy Independence Day!!! Hope you’re feeling better!

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    1. juliabarrett Post author

      Anny – that happened to me with knee surgery in 2007. I swear my hair fell out by the handful! I was so upset!!! Continued to fall out for about 6 months. Not this time. This time I’ve somehow ended up with dreadlocks. Another weird thing!


  3. Greta van der Rol

    Um. It was knee surgery, wasn’t it? Maybe all this brain stuff they’ve been telling us all these years is rubbish. Maybe if you have elbow surgery you’ll end up craving for blue cheese? Oh well. As you say, swapping chocolate for ice cream isn’t the end of the world. Give Jake a smooch from me.

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  4. fangswandsfairy(alt)

    It will probably wear off as the pain killers and other crap leaves your body. I never liked oysters until recently and now I love them – no idea why.

    Embrace the change if it lasts.

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  5. Roberta

    Strange. However, if/when you get over your craving for ice cream I will be glad to rescue the cartons of ice cream you have in the fridge. I am like that. I always try to help people. Get well soon, Julia.

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    1. juliabarrett Post author

      Thanks, Amber. Strange indeed. It is kind of odd to hate ice cream. Especially as a kid. Everyone loves ice cream.



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