It was there.. then it wasn't.. then it was.. then it wasn't ....

What a strange week I've had band wise. When I had my fill a week ago I remember feeling a little reflux within 24 hours of having it put in. That was the Tuesday and the Wednesday. It was there - but not enough to bother me. However, I felt it enough to know that it shouldn't be there at all and if it continued onto the Thursday, I was going to call the doc and get a little fill out. Then as luck would have it, it disappeared again. Thursday came and went and not a peep, and I woke up thinking maybe the fill was just trying to settle. Friday was ok - that was until  about 5.30pm. I was hit with the WORST bout of burning in the back of my throat. It made me throw up. 


Of course, the Friday was Good Friday. So I was stuck. Doc's not open until today - the Tuesday. Figures. I was going out that night to the movies with a girlfriend (we saw Remember Me.. if you get a chance go see it - I loved it!!!) Anyway, I needed petrol for the car so I loaded up on a couple of packets of Quick-Eze for indigestion etc and got on with the night. Then lo and behold, not a squeak more from the reflux. Not a thing.. the fill has settled beautifully and I lost another half a kilo this week. My hunger is all but gone again, I'm happily surviving on two meals a day and that makes me stoked. I have now lost a total of 34.3 kilos (or 75.5 pounds) and I'm sitting smack bang on 79 kilos (or 173.8 pounds.) on the scale. I actually saw 78.8 flash by but it settled on the 79. Which means, my little chickadees I'm well and truly on the home straight to goal. Only 12 and a half pounds left to go. With the way I keep losing a solid half kilo - or 1.1 pounds per week through this weight loss of mine I figure if this holds true to form - then in three months I should be at goal. That will have taken me 13 months to lose 40 kilos and I will be pretty damn happy with that. It's a freaking lot of weight - and I will have done it slowly and sometimes frustratingly but hey, I would have done it. Unthinkable that in just 10 months short months I would be at this place now let alone be at goal soon enough. 


It's funny how things happen, too. Just last night while out at a friends place we were talking about my weight loss etc. and I mentioned, you know what? If I don't lose another kilo - if this is exactly where I stay (I weighed in at 79.5 yesterday - typically on the last day of the week before I record my weight it suddenly went BANG.. down - after bobbing up and down all the other days) - I would be quite happy. I have achieved almost all my goals. I hit that 80 kilos just like I wanted to - in fact that was the big one for me - and have now actually gone past that. I feel really slim - I am hovering between size 12s and 14s in clothing (that is an 8 - 10 US) and I am reborn ha, ha. Now if I could just figure out how to shift this bloop bloop (that's the sound my stomach makes when I press in its softness) I would be even more happy. A tummy tuck is probably the only way - but I don't think I will go that route. At least right now it's not an option. They kind of freak me out a little - and this is coming from someone who isn't usually the least bit scared of going under the knife. So maybe my stomach is something I will just have to live with. In truth it's not that bad, I'm actually quite proud of it. Yeah it's not perfectly flat but compared to the bowling ball I used to carry around before I started this banding business, it looks pretty damn ok. 


My back is almost healed, too. This morning I woke up and the pain is all but gone. I do think it was that silly walk/jog I took in flat shoes. I usually wear my sneakers with the inserts (due to flat feet and aching shins if I don't have them in) and I think maybe I pinched a nerve or something. I won't be doing that again, that's for sure. Always with the sneakers from now on. Had a lovely - and yet quiet Easter too. We have zero family around. All of MOTH's (Man of the House) is away out of the country (brothers and sister-in laws and children in America and Mum in Germany) and well, you all know the story with mine. No seeing them either. So it was the six of us - and we just hung. We had a movie fest. 


Starting the Saturday night we hired out a whole bang of movies we wanted to see but hadn't yet had a chance too, watched a few that night and the other four Easter day. Some were good, some were blahh (anyone see The Box with Cameron Diaz?  What a dick of a movie. Horrible. Red Cliff was brilliant as was an older one called Kingdom with Jamie Fox and Jennifer Garnet. I really, really loved that one!! Winged Creatures with Dakota Fanning - again, not so good, but The Invention of Lying was funny.. and there were a couple of others which I can't remember.) I was good with the chocolate, too - at least compared to the old days. I think the worst damage I did was making my way through a half size packet of Jaffa M & M's. I love them! But it took me four days, just grabbing some here and there, so I'm not too upset lol. I'm really glad the shocking need/want for chocolate has all but disappeared. Now if I could just figure out how to the same to the iced coffees I still love to drink. Hey, at least I only have a small one every so often so maybe I'm killing that beast, too. 


I hope you all have a wonderful Tuesday. I guess it's back to work for most of you which isn't flash but have hope. That will be me too, soon. EEK. lol. 


Seeya 
Cara xxxx