Liquid. Diet. *groan*

Okay, so first of all, yes, I DID weigh myself yesterday.

The day of surgery, I weighed in at 132kg (291lbs).

Yesterday, one week post-op, the magic number on the scales was 128.8kg (283lbs).

Which makes it a loss of 3.2kg (7lbs) in one week!

That said, I am SO OVER this post surgery liquid diet I have been placed on in order to let my insides heal! I am on a strict liquid (nothing thicker than milk) diet for the first 2 weeks post surgery, and I think I have had almost more protein shakes and soups than I can ever handle. I’m not missing or craving solid food, I am just sick of the non stop liquids!

6 more days before I see my dietician again and hopefully can eat something with a bit more variety!

A lovely Sunday…

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Well, yesterday was a lovely day.  I could not wipe the smile off of my face.

It began when my husband, noticing the perfect weather, suggested we go for a barbecue or picnic somewhere.

Which sounds like a WHOLE LOTTA FUN for someone 6 days out from having her insides rearranged and living on a liquid diet. *rolls eyes*…

It occurred to me, at that moment, that we didn’t have A CLUE what to do for fun – that wasn’t food oriented.

So I suggested something else.

For a long time, I had this romantic notion of having my children plant seeds, care for them and watch them grow, so off to Bunnings we went, bought 9 packets of herb and summer vegetable seeds, some cute kid-sized gardening gloves and trowels.  We took our time, as you do at Bunnings, and looked at all the plants and trees and outdoor improvement things that we always want to do in the future (but never do) and spent a good hour just walking around 🙂

Then we got home to the fun part.  All four of us were outside, my son, who will be 2 in less than a week, lost interest very quickly as I knew he would, so my daughter and I shovelled, planted and covered all our little seeds by dinnertime, and got very dirty in the process 🙂

After dinner, as my lovely husband was bathing our children, I received a text message from a friend asking me to go to an impromptu movie date that evening and see Magic Mike.  I had a great time, although I have to admit it was incredibly strange to go into the theatre and walk past the candy bar, even stranger to watch a movie without munching on popcorn and sipping on soft drink.  As for the movie, we both gave the same verdict: NOT ENOUGH NUDE MEN!

Tomorrow will mark one week since my surgery… and although I shouldn’t expect much progress, I think I’m going to step on the scales… Just because I’m curious 🙂


Home (again), Jeeves!

So I came home yesterday… only to run a fever by the evening and find myself in hospital again overnight. As it turns out, it was probably respiratory related, as my fever subsided as soon as I had coughed up a mucous plug (TMI, I know!). So here I am, home again, and I’ve just been doing a lot of sleeping – I feel so tired all the time.

While I was in hospital, I was started on a “clear fluids” diet, and since I’ve been home I have to be on a “liquids” diet for the next 2 weeks – that means nothing thicker than milk. I’m still pretty nauseous, so I am finding it hard to stomach most things like protein shakes and soups but know that I need some nourishment to stay healthy.

Emotionally, I’m not really sure how I feel about the entire procedure. I just want to feel normal again… and to anyone who thinks weight loss surgery is an “easy way out” oh you have no idea how wrong you are.

Hope you are all well out there… xx

I’m alive!


Just a quick post to let you know I have come out on the other side of surgery alive and kicking!

Surgery apparently went really well, and that blue tongue you see is the result of a blue dye they flushed through to male sure there were no leaks – even my pee is still blue! (so weird!!!)

Still very sore and feeling pretty ordinary, but absolutely no regrets! I’m so excited about having taken the biggest step in the journey of my new life 🙂

D-day…. Or GB-day…

In the car on my way to the hospital… My husband let me sleep in and when I woke up, my kids were already at daycare, so I didn’t get to say goodbye… I’ve gotta say, I’m pretty cut up about that.

So, I’d be lying if I said I’m not afraid of the surgery itself and coming out of it well today… Actually, I’m terrified. But here’s to a new life that begins today and all that comes with it.

See you on the other side xx

5 more sleeps…


Okay, so this is me on my last night in Bali. I feel it really captures the moment – my last Pre-surgery holiday, the last piña colada, the end of a fantastic holiday.

Now I’m back in the real world, where in less than 5 sleeps I will be having my guts rearranged. I’ve gotta say, I have been feeling a roller coaster of emotions, from excited, to terrified, to numb and every feeling in between…

I have also been finding the Pre-surgery diet really difficult. It’s physical hunger, but mostly mental and emotional. I find myself thinking about food all the time, and all the things I won’t be able to eat again. Or I’ll have a shake and be ravenous within the hour. It’s made me realize that it’s going to be a daily struggle, something I have to deal with.

Sigh. I’m not sure what I believe in, but if any of you are praying people, I’d truly appreciate you spare a thought for me…