What will the doc think?

Today I head back to my normal GP. It's almost an hour after I was due in for my appointment and I keep ringing the surgery to see how many people he has to see before me.... looks like he's still currently sitting on two more before I even get a look in, lol. That's how popular this guy is. 

I'm wondering what he's going to say? Last time he saw me was just over 12 months ago. He wrote out the referral that I needed to get in to see Dr Couch (don't know what it's like elsewhere - but here in Oz, when you see a specialist doctor you first have to have a referral from your normal GP before you can see the new one.... did that make sense?) 

Anyway, will he be surprised? Happy for me? I will bet it's both as he was full of encouragement at my original appointment all those months ago when I told him I was going to get lap-band surgery. Not a negative word was said: and it helped he knew Dr Couch and what a great doctor he is. 

On other news, I have finally lost that 1.6 pounds I put on and just this morning saw 75.4 kilos flash up on the scale before it settled 100 grams higher. Ack. Still - I have been a model bandster today, lots of water, and only good, protein filled foods. I knew I was sitting on a good weight even before I stepped on the scale first thing - I could feel it. I felt kinda thin. Always a good way to feel first thing in the morning. Hopefully tomorrow I will be a little more down and if I'm lucky I might even see a 74 something. Wouldn't that be something? Then it's just a matter of a couple of pounds before I hit goal. Come on down 73.3!! Whoooo!!

Footnote: My son Jake HAD broken his hand.. and now sports a lovely half cast on his right arm. He fractured his finger just behind the last knuckle above the palm... ouch!! Kids! 

The story goes: he was mucking around on a copper log... fell off, and it wasn't until he got up off the ground .. rather sheepishly... that his friend who he was walking to school with went, "Oh jeez, Jake. Check out your hand." My son looks down and goes, "Oh, crap." He's dislocated his little finger. He goes to school... and another friend who's had a lot of dislocated fingers due to skateboard riding went, "I can fix that."..... so he did. He put it back in place.... makes me shudder to think about it. And we wonder why us mothers get gray hair?

Hope you all had a great weekend,

Till next time

Cara xxx