It’s been 3 1/2 months
I’m very pleased with my progress but I learned last night that the lapband isn’t anything to play games with. My husband is away in London for 3 weeks and I’m alone and I’m a bit lonely. I went back to my old habits and bought a small package of donuts and I ate them. I was going to eat one. That lasted until I ate one and then I ate two. They were mini donuts and it wasn’t a big package but it was too big for me.
At 2:30 I woke up and went to pee thinking it was morning. That’s when I realized I was in major pain. I didn’t know if I wanted to fart or throw up but I knew I was in trouble. I went back to bed and rolled back and forth and groaned (nobody was here to hear me except the dogs and they didn’t care). It hurt so much I thought I was in trouble.
After nearly an hour of this I decided to look on the net to find the nearest hospital. We’re new here and we live in a small town in the far north of New Zealand. It’s a tourist mecca called the Bay of Islands but the only hospital is about 40 minutes away in Kawakawa. So I decided I’d better shower and drive down there in case it got worse.
I brushed my teeth, turned on the shower and stepped in. The minute I stepped inside the shower and the hot water hit my body, the pain went away. I suppose it could be coincidence but it was weird in a wonderful way!
Then I was wide awake and watched tv for another hour or so. It’s 8:21am now and it feels like bedtime not work time!
Anyway, here are a couple of photos. The first one was taken the morning of my gastric banding surgery as I left for the hospital. The second was taken the day before yesterday. I have lost 18.7 kilograms or 41 pounds. I know I still have a long way to go, but hey, I’m smaller than when I met my husband for the first time so that’s a good thing!
So encourage me to go all the way! 