Blitzing the blitz.....

Another busy week for me. 


Prac at the nursing home is still going well. I have been in the dementia ward the last few days and I much prefer it. We have such the bunch of characters there... including a couple of old men who managed to have a biffo mid-week when one whacked another with his cane. Then it was all on. We had to separate them and it only finished when one got a tap to the stomach from the other that had him wailing like a banshee. Ouch!  I have two days left at the home - a day off Wednesday (because I'm working the afternoon shift on the Monday which is a public holiday) and then I have a day of assessments next Thursday and my exam for the First Aid on Friday ...........and I'm all done. Whoooooooo..... it's been a long hard ride, but well worth it. 


Next comes finding work. I have decided unequivocally to go the Home Care route and also just to work part-time. I seriously don't know how you girls with children work full-time, especially if your partner/husband is working long hours, too. It's been a nightmare of juggling this week and next won't be any better. Also, I have felt a little disconnected from my husband and kids (and not to mention not catching up with friends much) due to working long hours. It sucks. 


Usually I give the sleepy tow-headed kids a kiss before I head out the door at 6.30am but for some reason, both Jake and Riley were up the same time as me an hour earlier. Not a good idea! They were tired and started squabbling and I really didn't need it myself since it was the end of a long week and I was tired also. I left to go to work feeling annoyed and harassed. I got home at the end of the day to find an envelope propped up on my pillow. It was from Riley. 
He had written me a letter apologising for being a brat and he was sorry and wouldn't do it again.. did I accept his apology.. please put the note back under his door after I ticked the yes - no box. I took the letter to him after I wrote all over it... of course, of course, of course, always! I love you, munchkin!! and asked why he wrote it when he could have just said it to me after work. He said: well, I didn't know if I would be in bed when you got home and I just HAD to tell you. I felt really bad. My heart! So, part-time it is!


Band news: I've done quite well again this week. Had a huge drop (over a pound) on Thursday .... then promptly whacked it back on when I had a bad eating day Friday lol. How come it's so easy to gain and so darn hard to lose?.... or at least it takes longer to lose. One of life's mysteries. I am on the downhill run .. only 7.7kilos left to go before goal, or in pounds ... not quite 17... FARK!! I remember when I hit 20 kilos down. This was my halfway mark and I was stoked with that. Now I'm finishing off the last quarter.  I LOVE MY BAND!!!! I have only one thing to say to those who are contemplating getting a lap-band. If you're serious about it.. do it! Baring any troubles (and yes, you can be faced with a few - but statistically they are very low)... I have been trouble free and wouldn't hesitate to do it all over again. I am one day away from being banded for 9 months and I've now lost over 70 pounds. What's not to love!!


One thing that's been going through my mind lately is how I'm going to handle things when I do hit goal - and making that switch between being in weight-loss mode and maintaining. It doesn't freak me out (too much lol!!) but it will take another set of rules and will be something I will have to concentrate on. I think I will do okay  - because I'm determined to be okay. I might jump a touch around on the scale but I know myself - I will quickly rein myself back into gear this time. I have come so far that there's no way I'm ever gaining weight again. I love my new body, clothes,  energy, love of life, and confidence and just everything about being this weight, and right now - as of this very second - I am aiming to hit the 70's kilos wise. I am one teeny kilo away from getting there. OMFG!!!!!!!! Excited? Heck yeah!... I haven't been in the 70's since I was in my 20's... (I just did a conversion.. 79 kilos is around 173 pounds....but  I'm not stopping there.. 79 is entering a new bracket and that will be exciting enough as it is..and then it's just down, down, down.)


 In bed last night I was just nodding off to sleep and I felt MOTH's (Man of the House) hand rest on my hip. He said to me, "Girl, you are getting so slim.. just feel that hipbone." I love that word ... it beats all else to me.. thin, skinny or any other word.. just doesn't do it for me.. SLIM does! Admittedly, when you are laying on your side (or back) and gravity is helping, you get all kinds of dips and curves that might not be there standing up, but it's something I never tire of hearing him say.. You're getting slim... feel those curves.....that dip wasn't there last week etc etc.. I think he's having as much fun as me discovering all the changes in my body. 


Before I go... Canadian Bird if you read this.... I still cannot find the link to your banding blog. I have been blogging now for about a year so I thought I knew all the tricks to find you, but I have exhausted every avenue... I know you want to keep it private but if its okay could you email me at carolyn511@westnet.com.au and send me your link to your band site. That would be great. I really would like to follow you :) 


Think that's it for me, folks
Have yourself a fantastic weekend - I'm now off to catch up on your blogs.
XXX Cara