Just not interested. ...

This is what I was fearful of.  I've lost interest in food.  I eat for survival.  Maybe I just haven't presented myself with enOugh options.  I don't really know.  But whenever I eat,  I just feel dull.  I choose the most nutrient dense foods and eat about half of that. Just venting...

I'm not sure if that is good or bad. It sounds though that you are grieving food. Is it the first time you have felt this way? I would love to hear the more experienced peeps comment on this.

I get it. Completely. I've been there, was in a serious funk about food a couple of weeks ago. I didn't even want to eat, but forced myself to do so. I was afraid of not losing anymore, afraid of gaining back everything I'd lost so far, afraid food would never taste good again. All I can tell you is that while I don't consider myself completely past that, it's getting better. It will get better for you, too. If you're still having problems in a couple of weeks, by all means see a therapist for some additional help. In the meantime, keep up your fluids and supplements, and your nutrition as well. Look at food as medicine, something you *have* to have. For me, I realized that food will never again be the means for me to comfort myself or soothe my emotions, and now I'm dealing with food just being fuel and nothing more. That's how it should be, IMO. You'll get past these negative feelings, just keep eating what you need to for now and hang in there.

PM me if you want to talk more, ok?

Eating for survival isn't a bad thing. Food is fuel, and it should be fuel, not comfort. It doesn't have to be boring though! and the further out you get and the more you try the more certain healthier foods will become exciting again. Night before last I cooked ribeyes on the grill with garlic made some three cheese augratin potatoes ate the steak had about a tablespoon of the taters, it tasted wonderful I enjoyed cooking out in the nice weather, sat to dinner with the family and worried more about the conversation of how school went that day rather than how much I could eat. It's a new normal, and it is much more rewarding. Hang in there, you'll mourn it for a while and if it gets too bad go see a therapist.

For most of us, that is the norm, at least for a while. You are doing the right thing by making yourself eat. You do not want to mess up your metabolism. 

And this is bad how?

Make the most of it, I guarantee you won't stay like this and your appetite and interest in food will come back and then you'll be back fighting demons!

I am almost a year out, and I generally could care less what I eat.  Most days when my hubby asks what I want for dinner (he does most of the cooking) my answer is "I don't care".  It is better now than it was right after my surgery, but really, food is just a necessity to me now.  I view this as a good thing.