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On Feb 1st I decided that I wanted to loose 15 pounds by Feb 20th so  I hit my 100 pound loss.  Of course, I haven't been able to budge a pound since then.  Finally this morning I broke throught the wall and I managed to drop almost 5 pounds over the weekend.  I know I need to stop the obsessive weigh-in almost every morning.  So many of us do it, and it's really damaging.  My day shouldn't be set as good or bad by 30 seconds on the scale at 6AM.

New Years Day I took my daughter swimming.  I had to go out the day before to buy a new suit because the old one was actually baggy in the butt.   The pool has a 3 storey water slide and I not only climbed those stairs with my 7 year old dragging me by the hand, but I also slid down.  Not only did I face my fear of heights and wardrobe mishap, but also having to pull my self out with an audience.

IT WAS AWESOME!!!!

My 7 year old hugged me yesterday.  For the first time ever, she got her arms all the way around!  hooot!!!  Okay, she's as tall as a 10 year old, but I'm still excited.

Today I ate a small piece of meatloaf and it didn't kill me.  It was well mulched and I chewed each nibble about 40 x, but it was almost like real food.  I feel can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  The one that leads to me making only one meal for all.

A happy day for me!

All I wanted was someone to babysit my 7 year old while I was in the hospital, but she took the opportunity to clean up and rearrange my life.  Not to mention discussing my life with my neighbours.  She's also disciplining my kid, to the point of leaving her notes about her behaviour when she isn't here and making her life miserable.  My father is determined that we have far to many shoes and would throw them out if he got the chance.  The stress is hideous. 

Time to say "Thanks, but it's time for you to go.".

Well, I've been home for almost a week now and am doing pretty well.  My mother has been staying with us, helping out, but it's so difficult on my daughter and I just wanted to be alone in my home, so now I'm finally free!

I woke up after surgery and thought "Great! I'm alive!"  I immediately wanted to get up and go to the washroom, but the wouldn't let me in recovery and I wouldn't use a bed pan, so I waited until I got back in the room. 

They were still rolling me into the room when the woman across from me who had foot surgery was waving and calling out, "Hi!  What's your name."  It got worse from then.  I was in a room with two lovely ladies who were very kind, but loud and agrumentative with the staff.  They got phone calls and visitors all day long.  One woman had 6 sons and they all visited with wives and kids in tow, bringing in all kinds of food.  They constantly knocked my curtain open.  If the curtain was open they'd walk by and stare at me.  The kids would just stick their heads in and stare.  At one point I couldn't hear the nurse who was standing beside me and they only had 2 visitors each!  Both nights I was there the had to be reminded that visiting hours was over.  Friday the doctor told me I could go home Saturday if I "passed gas".  Not exactly easy in a room full of people.  By Saturday afternoon I was in my bed in tears.  I just wanted some quiet to sleep.

Finally, the doctor I had been waiting on all day got out of surgery and gave my release order and my family came to pick me up.  I got home to my fabulous bed and sleep 10 hours solid.  I've had no problem with the foods I've been eating,  increasing my walks and have yet to take ANY pain meds since leaving hospital.  I think I'm doing amazingly well and am looking forward to my pureed food next Thursday.

In a day or two I'll start driving again and life will begin in full on it's new normal on the loosers benchl  I lost 18 lbs on the Optifast and now I've lost a total of 26lbs!  Just taking it easy and making sure a get better the right way!

I'm on my way to a healthier, HOTTER me!

9 Days to Surgery and 15 pounds down after 12 days on Optifast, which I've leard to like blended with ice (Love My Magic Bullet).

I'm going crazy trying to get my house clean enough for my mother's standards.  She'll be coming to stay with my daughter while I'm in hospital and then for a while after, until I'm feeling better. 

I told my siblings, only to find out Mom's let the cat our of the bag.  Arggghhh!  My boss and coworkers know I'm going to be off work, but they don't know what for.  They kind of tip toe around me right now.  I like that!!!

I just want it done with now so I can start on this new phase of my life.  I start looking at the before and after photos and get excited.  I'm already planning things for next summer!

I was walking around at work and started feeling a little woozie, like I've had just a couple to drinks on a sunny day. Drank my Optifast and felt more stable.
 
Will make sure I save one for just before the drive home!

I started my Optifast this morning.  The vanilla was ok.  Actually, better than I expected.  The Chocolate was made in Hell.  IIt' foul punishment for something I did in a former life. I tried mixing in some Cystal Light, but it really didn't help.  Next time I'll try it with coffee. 

Now I'm stuck at me desk with a summer student behind me eating Schnitzel on a Kaiser that he picked up from the deli next door.

I think it's time for a walk.

Time for a pasta fest.  It's what I'll miss the most!