Day 164 - My weekend

Where do I begin?

Yesterday I was on the go the entire day and it was the weirdest day I have experienced. From the very second that I woke up I was on the go and running around like a maniac.

I started Saturday morning doing my weekend groceries and catching up with mum. I love nothing better than hanging with mum on Saturdays. We can sit and have a cup of coffee and just talk. That was all good. Whilst at the shopping centre mum and I decided to split ways, she was off to do her thing and I decided to stay put at the organic café and planned on chilling out and reading the mornings papers when the first trippy thing happened to me.

I sat sipping my latte when I noticed a lady headed in my direction. I saw her coming my way and for some reason I looked up and smiled. She smiled back and I put my head down and continued reading my paper. The woman walked past me and I thought nothing of it. Have you ever experienced the sensation that someone is staring at you? Well I got a dose of that yesterday, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I turned around to see the same woman walk towards me again. I smiled again and looked down at my paper thinking, “Ohhhh shit, I just got caught staring at her”

This woman then approached my table and said, “Hi, my name is Wendy” and then Wendy told me that she was a prospective bandit and had been following my journey through my blog. I invited Wendy to have a seat and a coffee with me and I basically spent an hour with her. I have to say that meeting Wendy (hey girl!) was absolutely lovely and on a narcissistic level for me, it felt fucking great having this complete stranger come up and say hi. Made me feel very special!!! What’s really funny is that my horoscope this morning read that “you will meet a new friend in a bookstore today” Far fucking out man!

I then raced to my local nursery to buy a Yuka plant, then raced to the nearest White Goods Store and looked at purchasing a new dryer as mine is now cactus and then caught up with my bestie V for coffee.

I then got home I got home, walked in and answered the ringing phone and to cut a long phone conversation short my cousin Gee along with her daughters Tash and Dee came over!! (Dee is also my goddaughter.) I was shocked to say the least as Gee had stopped speaking to me and I had attempted on two occasions to rekindle our friendship sadly to no avail.

Gee came around and hung out with me and it felt like I last saw her yesterday not 5 months ago. It was awesome catching up with her and the girls and Gee got a bit off her chest as to why she stopped speaking to me. The best way for me to describe what she is feeling is that she felt rather hurt, betrayed and let down that I hadn’t told her about my surgery.

I had bumped into Gee with her mum at The Bariatric Centre many moons ago and from that point she stopped speaking to me. Gee then went to my GP a few weeks down the track and you wont believe this but he disclosed my surgery with her. I am not impressed in the slightest but I promised Gee I wouldn’t say anything to him but this is without a shadow of doubt a breech of confidentially especially since I had told him that my surgery was TOP SECRET. My GP has really let me down on one hand…on the other it doesn’t matter really as its out there and like I have mentioned before I don’t care who knows. I have nothing to hide.

After Gee and the girls left ManBoy came over and off to dinner we went. It was a quick dinner and I wasn’t hungry in the slightest so ManBoy got to eat two meals, which is hilarious. Once upon a time I would have eaten my meal and most likely his leftovers! My, my, how things change!

Which brings me to today…

It’s been another busy day and thank God I have the next couple of days off work. I was woken up by the hum of the rain hitting my roof and window, it was just gorgeous. I lay in bed snoozing, waking up kissing and hugging Elvis and falling asleep again and then at the most ungodly hour of 8am (its ungodly as its Sunday morning my friends) to ManBoy ringing the doorbell.

I answered the door and let out a moan and he went in for a kiss and I gasped and placed my hand in front of my mouth and screeched “Morning Breath!!! Noooooooo!!” I got dressed and we went for a run in the dismal rain. I did nothing but whinge the entire 40 minutes. It’s a woman’s duty to whinge (hahahahahaha) We got back to my place and tossed a coin on who would shower first. Guess who won? Yes indeed my ManBoy won and off he ran into my bathroom faster than you could say Henry Rollins is the bomb!!!

I on the other hand was dripping wet from having the rain unleash its wrath all over me that I stood for the first few minutes on my patio looking down at the huge puddles. I then went back indoors prepared my morning Vitamin & Supplement Cocktail and once I had skulled that I kept yelling at ManBoy to hurry the fuck up as I was cold and needed to have a shower. ManBoy then got out of the shower and decided to prepare breakfast whilst I showered. We then sat on the sofa for a while chatting away and sipping the delightful tea that the gorgeous man had brewed.

I then spent the entire afternoon with Gee again and her daughters. It was really nice to spend some catch up quality time with her and my aunt, her mother, is off to have the Lap Band Surgery tomorrow.

I am REALLY pleased for my aunt as she is a very overweight lady and has always struggled with her weight. I can never remember her being skinny. Whilst listening to what Gee was telling me about her mum it sort of sadden me as my aunt has reached that point that some of you I’m sure have experienced (as I did) and that being the end of it all. She is at that point where she has hit rock bottom and its either do this surgery or continue doing what am I doing and just waiting to die. I kept nodding my head whilst Gee was talking as if anybody understands these feelings and emotions then that’s me. I’ve been there.

I am worried about my aunt. As much as I think this surgery is simply amazing I am worried about how she will cope psychologically with the small intake of meals, the type of meals you can eat and so forth. I am worried that she is going to go through all this and overstretch her pouch.

I am here to support her (even though I know that deep down she doesn’t really like me) I am here to help her out as best as I can. I am here to hold her hand and try to motivate her and guide her through this, as it can be daunting especially for someone whose English is very limited. But I am still very worried about her. The lap band is a huge lifestyle change and its hard work. Even now for me, 163 days post surgery I struggle. There have been days and situations where I have stated it in this blog that I want the lap band out of me.

I stressed to Gee to try and keep her eye on her and make sure she doesn’t sneaky eat as this will cause her some serious damage post surgery. I don’t want to discourage my aunt or Gee for that matter but people need to know how this really works warts and all. Anyway I pray that all goes well for her tomorrow.

Have a good week everyone!


Reney