Oh yeah! Its fill 'er up time again!
Sorry, I am a bit wasted on cooking sherry!! :o)
My Mum and Dad gave us 2 bottles, and now its all gone.... hic!
No, seriously, I am really looking forward to getting up at 7am and driving to Birmingham during rush hour to get 1ml of fluid injected into my stomach and part with £75.
I am going to train to be a 'filler'. OMG I would earn myself a killing!
£75 for 15 minutes work? It would be hard, but then again someones got to do it right?
I will let ya all know how it goes.
At least if Dr. Measly will only give me 0.5mls or something I can get a good fill up on the 30th.
I hope I get more than that for £75 though!!!! I need to shift some serious FAT.
I got a new watch strap today and the woman in the shop went "Oh, I cut it a little bit getting the pin out, but its fine."
NO! Its flaming CUT! I don't know whats wrong with me. Why didn't I say "What? its worse than the one I came in with!" rather than go "Oh yes, that's Ok..." I am such a wet fart. I think people see me coming and say "FAB! Its a mug coming straight for us at 10 o'clock!"
DH also bought me a lovely torque/necklace thing whilst we were in there. Its well lush. Silver and twisted. I love it.
Also my new sofa covers from Plumbs were fitted today. They look well nice. Just goes to show how you get used to the same old crud. They look so amazing, its like having a brand new suite, with the added bonus that I can wash them if they get dirty. It was well worth getting loose covers. I also got a cover for a little Victorian nursing chair that I have in my front room. It looks really sweet and goes nicely with the suite (no pun intended!!)
Anyway, gotta go to bed as I am cream crackered.
nighty night.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Losing the Gut
TTT is a 27 year old guy who has lost over 35 pounds in less than four months. He used to weigh 206 and now weighs 169. He feels he is still ten pounds away from his ideal weight. Of the above before and after photos he says;
The old me had a gut that hung over my belt. That 42 inch waist was a miserable traveling companion. It popped numerous button from the front of some great khaki pants. Now, when I put on my fat clothes they hang on me like a trash bag, and my old, old, old clothes fit perfectly.
See his inspirational story and more before and after photos here.
4th Fill is booked - Tee Hee Hee
I know its WELL cheeky, but I need to get this fat carcass slim!
I have my third fill on Thursday14th June.
I have booked my 4th fill in London for 30th June.
I am so desperate now. I have been the same weight for toooooo long. Its not fair when we pay all this money, that we keep having to wait for the flippin' fills.
I obviously need a heck of a lot in my band, as I can eat a horse and its foal.
If there's a significant change or problem after fill 3 then I might cancel. Seeing as fill 1 and 2 did zip, I doubt I will be cancelling it though eh!
I have my third fill on Thursday14th June.
I have booked my 4th fill in London for 30th June.
I am so desperate now. I have been the same weight for toooooo long. Its not fair when we pay all this money, that we keep having to wait for the flippin' fills.
I obviously need a heck of a lot in my band, as I can eat a horse and its foal.
If there's a significant change or problem after fill 3 then I might cancel. Seeing as fill 1 and 2 did zip, I doubt I will be cancelling it though eh!
Pain is driving me crazy...
Here is the food I am missing right now... Boo Hoo. 
This is a REAL curry. We have Dhal, Prawn curry, spiced Banana flower, chicken curry, beetroot curry and vegetable rice with popadums. Mmmmm this was so delicious it make me want to book a flight straight back there! Can you see how much food there was!! However if you did manage to eat everything on the plate, they brought you more!!!!!!!!
The most exotic thing I ate was this Lobster. It was divine.
Wow is all I can say. this was taken after I had finished the meal and flipped the beast over... you can see I left the veggies and the rice and half the crabbie pattie (HA HA - DS loved the Spongebob theme). The lobster was huge, but there was actually not a lot of meat in it... shame as it was well lush!
I have been experiencing EXCRUCIATING pain in my lower left abdomen. I have been banded for over 4 months now and have 6mls in my 10ml capacity band with no problems to date what so ever... well ok... the couple of pb's after fill #2 but that's all.
As you all know, on Saturday 3 weeks ago I fell down the stairs, top to bottom, and was taken to hospital. Nothing was broken, just bashed up and bruised all over the place. The next day (Sunday) I started feeling horrible in the afternoon. I fell asleep on the sofa and woke thinking that I had slept funny with a stitch like pain in my left side.
I got up and mooched about, but it didn't go. I took it easy all day simply because of the fall the previous day, and was in bed by 8pm. By 10pm I was in terrible pain and I called the Doctor. I was taken into hospital and admitted.
Over the course of the next 2 days they took:
blood tests - all clear
urine tests - all clear (including pregnancy tests - neg)
stomach x-ray's - fine
ultrasound scan of abdomen - fine
On Tuesday morning the consultants came to see me and the pain had gone completely, although they were still giving me codeine, and they said they could find nothing wrong and everything was clear and that I could go home.
Words like Diverticulitis and kidney stones were bandied about, but no clear diagnosis was given. I was eager as the proverbial beaver to go home because I was going on holiday for 2 weeks on the next day!
So I went home, packed and then went on holiday. During the holiday I had the occasional twinge, but nothing as debilitating as I had had on that Sunday night. I had one bad day about a week into the holiday where I mostly stayed in the water because this seemed to help with the pain, and also chewed those codeine pills like fury!
We came home last Wednesday and everything has been... ok... ish... occasionally there is pain, but its spasmodic.
Then yesterday came.
I had a bad nights sleep and was tossing and turning with cramping. Yesterday I spent in bed during the morning to hide from the pain. I got up briefly at midday to take DS to the doctor because he has been suffering from this bug he got on the last day of the holiday (turns out its probably Salmonella - Whoopee!) and then went back to bed about 2pm. I was in chronic pain I swear to God! I got up at 6pm and I went to work under pressure because of being off for the last 2 weeks on holiday. It was awful. I could hardly concentrate.
I came home from work and curled up whilst DH fed me a lovely curry and watched Big Brother (OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
We went to bed about 11pm, I only got home from work at 9:30pm and last night I felt so awful; couldn't get comfortable, and I got up at 4am.
All kinds of things are going through my head. Its not near the port. I know that 'port pain' that feels like a ripped muscle/stitch for a few weeks after the operation. I had that and it did eventually go at about 9 weeks or so, and its not that.
This pain is sharp, like I have been running a marathon, bends you double, on the left hand side but NOT completely on your hip. If you put your left hand on your left hip - like I'm a little teapot - where your fingers come to an end, go directly down 4 inches to around where I perceive my ovaries and all that junk to be... its in there.
It's kind of along the pelvic line when I am lying down. It feels like a stitch from running, does not go away and is constant. My port area is now also tender, although it wasn't yesterday.
Now, what have I done. I am thinking all kinds of things - something major by falling down the stairs? What does a band slip feel like? What does band erosion feel like?Is this just wind??? Have I pulled a muscle?Is it kidney stones - anyone had them?
But most importantly I am scared witless that its something to do with the band? I am having a fill on Thursday, but my doctor does not use a fluoroscope. He just has me lay down on the couch and feels around and then injects me, so if there is a problem with this band, will he actually be able to tell???
Anyway, I have decided to be pro active about it. I had a chat with M today who was my 'lap band - bunk buddy' in Brugge and she uncannily had the EXACT same experience of the stitch in the same area after a bike workout at the gym. She said she nearly fainted with the pain. That's totally correct with me too. Her doc said she had pulled a muscle and her fill doctor said it really had nothing to do with the band. So she is still getting twinges all the time like me.
I am guessing that I must have pulled something big style when I surfed the stairs. Its only since being back in Blighty that I have had more pain, and specifically since I got back driving to work. I noticed it. So maybe that's the problem.
So odd that we both have the same pain though! I wonder if we both have spanners left inside us or some other horror story like that. I mean you do hear about that kind of thing. But I think after talking to her that its more likely to be muscular, and with all the chopping and re wiring that's gone on in there recently, and the stitches probably only just dissolved, that's why its hurting so much.
So I am gonna chill out and not stress. I am just going to get through it as best I can. When I rest it gets better (which says a lot about it being muscular again). I have put myself back on liquids just to rule out a problem with IBS or diverticulitic problems. It cant help to have a colon chokka block with food. Its all I can do.
I am having my 3rd fill on Thursday and I am booking my 4th fill for a couple of weeks time in Barnes. I am fed up with not losing weight and I need to boost it big style. If other people I know have had fills weekly, without a problem, then I cannot see that there is any problem with doing the same. I want results before I start to lose faith in this thing.
On a brighter note, I am so pleased Big Brother is back on. It started whilst I was away, but I recorded the housemates entry into the house and have caught up with what I missed whilst away. I love the show.
My favorites at the moment are Laura Tracey and Carole. Charlie is AWFUL. Enough said.
This is a REAL curry. We have Dhal, Prawn curry, spiced Banana flower, chicken curry, beetroot curry and vegetable rice with popadums. Mmmmm this was so delicious it make me want to book a flight straight back there! Can you see how much food there was!! However if you did manage to eat everything on the plate, they brought you more!!!!!!!!
The most exotic thing I ate was this Lobster. It was divine.
Wow is all I can say. this was taken after I had finished the meal and flipped the beast over... you can see I left the veggies and the rice and half the crabbie pattie (HA HA - DS loved the Spongebob theme). The lobster was huge, but there was actually not a lot of meat in it... shame as it was well lush!
I have been experiencing EXCRUCIATING pain in my lower left abdomen. I have been banded for over 4 months now and have 6mls in my 10ml capacity band with no problems to date what so ever... well ok... the couple of pb's after fill #2 but that's all.
As you all know, on Saturday 3 weeks ago I fell down the stairs, top to bottom, and was taken to hospital. Nothing was broken, just bashed up and bruised all over the place. The next day (Sunday) I started feeling horrible in the afternoon. I fell asleep on the sofa and woke thinking that I had slept funny with a stitch like pain in my left side.
I got up and mooched about, but it didn't go. I took it easy all day simply because of the fall the previous day, and was in bed by 8pm. By 10pm I was in terrible pain and I called the Doctor. I was taken into hospital and admitted.
Over the course of the next 2 days they took:
blood tests - all clear
urine tests - all clear (including pregnancy tests - neg)
stomach x-ray's - fine
ultrasound scan of abdomen - fine
On Tuesday morning the consultants came to see me and the pain had gone completely, although they were still giving me codeine, and they said they could find nothing wrong and everything was clear and that I could go home.
Words like Diverticulitis and kidney stones were bandied about, but no clear diagnosis was given. I was eager as the proverbial beaver to go home because I was going on holiday for 2 weeks on the next day!
So I went home, packed and then went on holiday. During the holiday I had the occasional twinge, but nothing as debilitating as I had had on that Sunday night. I had one bad day about a week into the holiday where I mostly stayed in the water because this seemed to help with the pain, and also chewed those codeine pills like fury!
We came home last Wednesday and everything has been... ok... ish... occasionally there is pain, but its spasmodic.
Then yesterday came.
I had a bad nights sleep and was tossing and turning with cramping. Yesterday I spent in bed during the morning to hide from the pain. I got up briefly at midday to take DS to the doctor because he has been suffering from this bug he got on the last day of the holiday (turns out its probably Salmonella - Whoopee!) and then went back to bed about 2pm. I was in chronic pain I swear to God! I got up at 6pm and I went to work under pressure because of being off for the last 2 weeks on holiday. It was awful. I could hardly concentrate.
I came home from work and curled up whilst DH fed me a lovely curry and watched Big Brother (OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
We went to bed about 11pm, I only got home from work at 9:30pm and last night I felt so awful; couldn't get comfortable, and I got up at 4am.
All kinds of things are going through my head. Its not near the port. I know that 'port pain' that feels like a ripped muscle/stitch for a few weeks after the operation. I had that and it did eventually go at about 9 weeks or so, and its not that.
This pain is sharp, like I have been running a marathon, bends you double, on the left hand side but NOT completely on your hip. If you put your left hand on your left hip - like I'm a little teapot - where your fingers come to an end, go directly down 4 inches to around where I perceive my ovaries and all that junk to be... its in there.
It's kind of along the pelvic line when I am lying down. It feels like a stitch from running, does not go away and is constant. My port area is now also tender, although it wasn't yesterday.
Now, what have I done. I am thinking all kinds of things - something major by falling down the stairs? What does a band slip feel like? What does band erosion feel like?Is this just wind??? Have I pulled a muscle?Is it kidney stones - anyone had them?
But most importantly I am scared witless that its something to do with the band? I am having a fill on Thursday, but my doctor does not use a fluoroscope. He just has me lay down on the couch and feels around and then injects me, so if there is a problem with this band, will he actually be able to tell???
Anyway, I have decided to be pro active about it. I had a chat with M today who was my 'lap band - bunk buddy' in Brugge and she uncannily had the EXACT same experience of the stitch in the same area after a bike workout at the gym. She said she nearly fainted with the pain. That's totally correct with me too. Her doc said she had pulled a muscle and her fill doctor said it really had nothing to do with the band. So she is still getting twinges all the time like me.
I am guessing that I must have pulled something big style when I surfed the stairs. Its only since being back in Blighty that I have had more pain, and specifically since I got back driving to work. I noticed it. So maybe that's the problem.
So odd that we both have the same pain though! I wonder if we both have spanners left inside us or some other horror story like that. I mean you do hear about that kind of thing. But I think after talking to her that its more likely to be muscular, and with all the chopping and re wiring that's gone on in there recently, and the stitches probably only just dissolved, that's why its hurting so much.
So I am gonna chill out and not stress. I am just going to get through it as best I can. When I rest it gets better (which says a lot about it being muscular again). I have put myself back on liquids just to rule out a problem with IBS or diverticulitic problems. It cant help to have a colon chokka block with food. Its all I can do.
I am having my 3rd fill on Thursday and I am booking my 4th fill for a couple of weeks time in Barnes. I am fed up with not losing weight and I need to boost it big style. If other people I know have had fills weekly, without a problem, then I cannot see that there is any problem with doing the same. I want results before I start to lose faith in this thing.
On a brighter note, I am so pleased Big Brother is back on. It started whilst I was away, but I recorded the housemates entry into the house and have caught up with what I missed whilst away. I love the show.
My favorites at the moment are Laura Tracey and Carole. Charlie is AWFUL. Enough said.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
A day to make one cudgel their brains
Had a bad day.
I have eaten a whole bag of fruit pastilles, 5 jaffa cakes, a club biscuit, 3 custard creme's and 3 slices of toast. I tried to have a jacket potato with prawns and salad for lunch, but I just ate the prawn jollop and a few leaves. I feel a bit sick.
I have been a bit down today. Can't really explain it. My brother moved into his first house yesterday and we went to see it today. Its lovely. It reminds me of our first house. DH had bought the house with his ex girlfriend a year before I met him. I moved in with him when we married... It was a bit of a heap, but I did it up as best I could. We didn't have any cash or anything and had to move just after we married as I was pregnant with DS.
My brothers place was expensive. Don't get me wrong, they could not have got anything cheaper other than a flat, so they stretched themselves and got this 2 up 2 down little mid terrace 1800's cottage which is lovely. Basically the same as our first place but in a different town. But.... It has been re plastered, wooden floored, stripped reclaimed pine doors, brick floor uncovered in kitchen, original fireplaces (2 of them!) both in open working order for snug nights in, brand new double glazed windows, working central heating, cute courtyard garden that is tastefully gravelled and honeysuckled and fig treed and rose bushed and 'victorian' wrought ironed. All the light fittings are 'period' style and cute. The bathroom has a lovely white suite and nice tiles. The kitchen is new and simply needs an open bottle of wine ad the smell of a roast to top it off.
I sound like I begrudge him it. I don't.
I just wonder when we will ever get a break. Our house still isn't finished and we have lived here for 6 years. They always seem to be endless money pits. All 3 of them have never been show house quality. Ever. My brothers is. Once he has put all his stuff away and found places to show off his junk (including the 7 or 8 antique trinket boxes and curios my mum has had in her bureau for the last 35 years which he has decided will look 'quaint' in his house and has simply taken - oh and a very old and probably valuable Japanese water colour), he will just have to kick back and watch the telly and drink a cold beer.
I think of the slog we still have to do on this gaff. It made me cry actually.
Some people lead seemingly charmed lives. My brother is one of them. I do everything on the level, work hard and pay my taxes as does DH. Give back to Caesar what is Caesar's etc. My brother is a cantacerous arse of the first order and everything falls into his lap effortlessly.
I am quite sure that their wedding will be wonderful and they will have 2 delightful children at exactly the right time for them and they will be perfect and healthy and they will have charmed lives too.
I can't help but be secretly peeved at my lack of luck.
I could go on and on about the complete opposites of our lives, my brother and I.
Think of something awful.... that's my families life.
Think of something jammy.... that's my brothers life!
You probably think I am being sensitive. I'm not.
Maybe one day I will be able to afford a house that is already 'done'. Mind you I couldn't live with my Mum and Dad for years stashing my cash away like he has been able to. I was married at 20 and had DS at 22.
I would change my life.
I know I should say I wouldn't change my life for the world, but I would. I love my husband and my son to bits and I would definitely change all of our lives for the better, if only I knew how.
Mind you, everything comes at a price. Maybe we have paid our's.
weigh in tomorrow. Can't be bothered to drive to slimmingworld, and seeing as I haven't been there for the last 3 weeks, I think I shall use the break to change to weighing at the chemists from now on.
I will let you know what the damage is tomorrow.
nighty night
I have eaten a whole bag of fruit pastilles, 5 jaffa cakes, a club biscuit, 3 custard creme's and 3 slices of toast. I tried to have a jacket potato with prawns and salad for lunch, but I just ate the prawn jollop and a few leaves. I feel a bit sick.
I have been a bit down today. Can't really explain it. My brother moved into his first house yesterday and we went to see it today. Its lovely. It reminds me of our first house. DH had bought the house with his ex girlfriend a year before I met him. I moved in with him when we married... It was a bit of a heap, but I did it up as best I could. We didn't have any cash or anything and had to move just after we married as I was pregnant with DS.
My brothers place was expensive. Don't get me wrong, they could not have got anything cheaper other than a flat, so they stretched themselves and got this 2 up 2 down little mid terrace 1800's cottage which is lovely. Basically the same as our first place but in a different town. But.... It has been re plastered, wooden floored, stripped reclaimed pine doors, brick floor uncovered in kitchen, original fireplaces (2 of them!) both in open working order for snug nights in, brand new double glazed windows, working central heating, cute courtyard garden that is tastefully gravelled and honeysuckled and fig treed and rose bushed and 'victorian' wrought ironed. All the light fittings are 'period' style and cute. The bathroom has a lovely white suite and nice tiles. The kitchen is new and simply needs an open bottle of wine ad the smell of a roast to top it off.
I sound like I begrudge him it. I don't.
I just wonder when we will ever get a break. Our house still isn't finished and we have lived here for 6 years. They always seem to be endless money pits. All 3 of them have never been show house quality. Ever. My brothers is. Once he has put all his stuff away and found places to show off his junk (including the 7 or 8 antique trinket boxes and curios my mum has had in her bureau for the last 35 years which he has decided will look 'quaint' in his house and has simply taken - oh and a very old and probably valuable Japanese water colour), he will just have to kick back and watch the telly and drink a cold beer.
I think of the slog we still have to do on this gaff. It made me cry actually.
Some people lead seemingly charmed lives. My brother is one of them. I do everything on the level, work hard and pay my taxes as does DH. Give back to Caesar what is Caesar's etc. My brother is a cantacerous arse of the first order and everything falls into his lap effortlessly.
I am quite sure that their wedding will be wonderful and they will have 2 delightful children at exactly the right time for them and they will be perfect and healthy and they will have charmed lives too.
I can't help but be secretly peeved at my lack of luck.
I could go on and on about the complete opposites of our lives, my brother and I.
Think of something awful.... that's my families life.
Think of something jammy.... that's my brothers life!
You probably think I am being sensitive. I'm not.
Maybe one day I will be able to afford a house that is already 'done'. Mind you I couldn't live with my Mum and Dad for years stashing my cash away like he has been able to. I was married at 20 and had DS at 22.
I would change my life.
I know I should say I wouldn't change my life for the world, but I would. I love my husband and my son to bits and I would definitely change all of our lives for the better, if only I knew how.
Mind you, everything comes at a price. Maybe we have paid our's.
weigh in tomorrow. Can't be bothered to drive to slimmingworld, and seeing as I haven't been there for the last 3 weeks, I think I shall use the break to change to weighing at the chemists from now on.
I will let you know what the damage is tomorrow.
nighty night
Exercises for a Flatter Stomach
A few years ago Mike Thornton had a beer belly. He shared this feature with two-thirds of American men. But after a friend said he looked like 'a before picture' he swore off fast food, started exercising and was able to lose 30 pounds and two waist sizes in about three months. Today he is a personal trainer in Dallas.He says exercises such as 'the plank' help to tighten the transverse abdominis. He calls it "the beach muscle because it's the one that we all draw in at the beach when the girls walk by".
See his exercise tips for a flatter stomach here.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Michael Moore Loses Thirty Pounds
Michael Moore says he has lost thirty pounds over the past three months. He changed his breakfast to oatmeal each morning. He has switched from white bread and pasta to whole grains. He's walking 10,000 steps a day with his pedometer and has hired a trainer. He also says he has forced himself to sleep seven or eight hours a day; that it is harder to lose weight if you are getting less sleep.
His blood pressure, cholesterol and blood sugar have returned to normal levels.
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