Day 40– Holy Guacamole Batman its time for my first fill!!!

It’s Tuesday, D Day, Fill day. I’m now shitting my pants day.

Stayed up until 2.ooam this morning answering emails and peoples questions. I hope people don’t think that I am some sort of “expert” on weight loss because I aint. If I were an expert I would not have had to have the lap band. I can only always speak about the lap band from my little experience. I am not a dietician or a nutritionist just a person who has had this surgery. My experience is very limited, as I have only been banded for a little over 5 weeks. But having said that, I still love hearing from everyone.

This morning found me running around the house listening to this album, The Very Best of Cat Stevens. I love his album as it takes me back to when I was about 3 years old. Its funny how things like music, smells, and images can take you back. I have this memory of playing with my older cousin Christine’s makeup and looking up on her wall where she had a huge poster of Cat Stevens. I cant recall hearing music but I do remember lipstick smeared all over my face and wearing these huge cork platform shoes that were 6 sizes too big for me and Cat Stevens looking down at me.

I love this album. I get sheer enjoyment from listening to it.

I then spent a good hour standing in front of my wardrobe with nothing but my bra and undies on contemplating what one wears to have their first fill. I am a vain bitch but I don’t care. I like looking nice. If I look nice I feel nice which in turn radiates nothing but positivity around me.

I tried heaps of clothes on and nothing felt quite right and then I had a realization. I’m nervous. I’m nervous about the impending fill. I tried to psychoanalyse myself but I was getting nowhere quickly. I could feel my heart ticking loudly, TICK BOOM TICK BOOM TICK BOOM. I am a very curious person. Sometimes too curious for my own good. I have this manic obsession of analysing and investigating and researching things. I guess I love to learn but today it would have been so much wiser to have gone into this appointment expecting and knowing nothing. I guess ignorance is bliss at times.

My appointment with Mr Wonderful Surgeon was at 2.45pm and I took a good book with me and got comfortable in the waiting room. There were a lot of people waiting to be seen and that made me really happy to see that these people wanted to do something about their weight problem. A round of applause is deserved for all these people. (Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap)

Mr Wonderful Surgeon Called me in and it was so nice to see him. He looked me up and down and said, “Young lady you look marvellous” First off I was thrilled to be getting called young lady by my surgeon and secondly he said I looked marvellous. Oh shucks!!! He was thrilled with my weight loss (which going on their scales I have lost 10 kilos) and then we discussed my issues. He received a letter from my respiratory physician who indicated that my oxygen levels were coming up and then we discussed all my questions.

So for the record. May I have your complete and utter silence and concentration on this paragraph.
Mr Wonderful Surgeon: “ If you are not hungry Reney you don’t have to eat, the whole purpose of the band is to give you a feeling of satisfaction and the most important purpose of this band is to lose weight. So tell that community of ignoramus (his EXACT word) that they are badly informed about the lap band. Keep doing what you are doing”

I, at this stage was ready to jump over his desk and either suck his dick then and there or shove my tongue down his throat. But alas, I held myself together. (hahahaha)

He recommended that I now go off solid foods for 7 days and do a slow transition again into mushies and then solids. Easy as piss. I am hardly ever hungry so this will be a piece of cake.

Then it was fill time. I lay down on the bed and hoisted my top up and he said that my scar looks wonky but its to be expected due to my fit on the operating table. I was thrashing around a lot and they needed to get in and out pretty fast. (There’s a really dirty line there but I wont go there) He then pulled my top down and said I want to see you in 2 weeks time and I’ve put 2mls in your band, if you are struggling to keep liquids down please come and see me at Mt Waverley tomorrow. He walked away from the bed and I remained on my back and yelled out “What! That was it? You’re done?” It was pain free I was unaware of anything except this tightness across my chest. It was instant. (The above picture indicates where the needle was injected)

As I was waiting at the reception desk to make another appointment I hear this “Hey Skinny Bitch” whispered in my ear. I turn around and I finally get to meet in person one of my blog readers, a girl called Vicki. (Hey girl it was so nice meeting you in person today. Cant wait to sit down and have a coffee with you so we can really talk about things) It was awesome meeting her. Then the most goddamn awful thing happened. I bumped into my worst enemy my aunty. She walked into the Bariatric Centre and she was shocked to see me there as I was her…I will talk about her (also known as Satanic Bitch) another time.

So I then drove to The Astor Theatre in Windsor to see if there were any good movies playing. I felt like some solitary time today and I was eager to see an old classic movie. Sadly The Departed was the only thing playing and that didn’t interest me, the movie I really wanted to see was playing this Friday night a movie called Paris – Je t’aime and it’s a double feature with the classic Paris, Texas.

I contemplated on what to do next and decided to go home and go for a run. I started to salivate at the thought. Ohhhhh running. I got home and got dressed and shredded the footpath. I was so angry for bumping into Satanic Bitch that she now knew my secret. F**K! F**K! F**K! I ran for 32 minutes and almost died in the process but its all for a good cause. I was so angry that I decided also that I would punish myself today and decided to run up and down a very steep street that’s located around the corner from my house. Oh my god, it was sheer and utter madness but the challenge was awesome. Running when angry is awesome. Will I try that again? You betcha.

Reney

P.S - A little bit of info about The Astor Theatre, if you ever visit Melbourne or even if you live in Melbourne and want to do see a beautiful grand old theatre then you must see visit this place. Is located on the corner of Dandenong Road and Chapel Street and you cant miss it. Its beauty will leave you breathless. Well it leaves me breathless. The Astor features 70mm films, and shows classics and does the special double feature movies. Their web site for anyone interested is: www.astor-theatre.com It’s a rocking theatre.