Life huh!

Sometimes, lady luck is a bitch!

Today has been stressful one. No way of sugar coating it. If I come off whiny or self indulgent, forgive me. I don't mean to. MOTH came back home this morning after a couple of hours at work and anyone who knows him, knows that if he bunks off work, he's seriously not well. In fact he's so sick that I convince him we need to go to the emergency department at our local hospital. What we thought would be an all morning visit...because we all know the system and nobody is getting in and out fast...unfortunately turned into an all day-er. From 8am to 5pm. 

Due to running out of the house to get him there this morning, and me being in a flap, I missed my morning opti shake. The nurses kindly brought us a round of sandwiches and juice around one pm and truthfully before then, I wasn't actually feeling the missed meals too much. By four pm I was starving though... and so was MOTH. Typically there's no ATM at the hospital (apparently there will be when they finished rebuilding but not yet) but I managed to scrounge up enough change to buy us something to eat at the kiosk.

Do you think I could find something healthy there to eat since I didn't want to break my opti routine? BIG FAT NO. I wanted an apple or pear or something fruit like. Nothing doing. Onto option 2, a sandwich. Nope again. They've run out of bread! What a load of pattooi. What do they have? Well, they had loads of fruit cake and junk food, Jesters pies, and stuff like that. All lovely calorie laden foods and none of which I wanted but by then was about ready to eat the crutch out of a low flying duck so junk it was. How can this be? This is a hospital for goodness sake and there's nothing healthy to eat at the only food shop they have? No wonder there's an obesity epidemic. If they can't get it right, who can?

And there you have it. I broke my routine through poor planning and not thinking ahead. Bugger, damn and bugger again. Back to the drawing board tomorrow. Good thing I'm down 7.2 kilos in two weeks or I would be really spitting chips. At least there's time to redeem myself. ARGH!!

The news is not good. If MOTH's illness hasn't resolved itself by Friday, then he's into hospital for an operation. And the thing is, I'm due for my banding on the 29th, exactly a week later... that's providing he's operated on this Friday. It's probably going to be closer to my date. It will be a blow, but maybe I can postpone. I'm paid up already so perhaps it's just a matter of a week or two.... I just can't see us both being operated on during the same week and being able to cope. The only family we have is his mother who lives 2 hours away. While she would happily come up and stay to help out, she is due to fly to Germany a couple of days after my banding day. So it's all a bit of a mess. 

Anyway, will update with his progress when I can. I think we are in for a busy few days. Getting him well is our first priority because the nuts and bolts of it are, he doesn't want this op. I mean who would? 

Speak soon 

Cara XX

PS Roo of Dubai, if you are reading this, I just wanted to know I have tried to leave a comment twice for you on your blog but for some reason it wont let me. When I double click on the POST COMMENT button, it just has a big black space where the white box should be to write in. I've tried everything I can think of, going back a few times to try again but it's not happening. Just wanted to let you know :)