Firstly thanks to everyone for emailing, leaving comments on my blog and for all the phone calls in regards to poor Elvis. A special thanks to Jules that website you referred me to was amazing and I cant thank you enough. To the gorgeous Vicki J, thanks for your beautiful message. To the fabulous Mel many thanks for your message and to the most beautiful man in the whole wide world T. I promise no more tears as from now.
I also want to send a big than you to my boss Andrew. Last night he emailed me HIS version of a poem and I unfortunately cant put on my blog as it makes no sense to anybody but my work colleagues and myself. That was the funniest thing I ever read. I opened up his email and was initially crying (over Elvis) and then ended up screaming with laughter. I rang him and couldn’t string two words together all I did was scream and laugh. You rock Andrew and after reading that poem I think you are no longer a bunny rabbit. Hee hee.
Elvis is still pretty sick and lethargic and it kills me to see my ever so active dog just chill out on the sofa. I think he is secretly enjoying or lapping up all the attention. I am putting Colloidal Silver (I always drink Colloidal Silver - 5 drops in a glass of water, excellent nutritional supplement) in his water and I cant be sure if it has helped him tremendously but only time will tell.
I think I cried for about 6 hours straight last night, as he did nothing but cough all night. It finally dawned on me to get my humidifier out and that helped. He is sooo exhausted.
I have lost my appetite completely as I am that stressed out over poor Elvis, which, hey, can’t be a bad thing.
My gorgeous mum and dad came over this morning to check up on Elvis and dad graciously dog-sat Elvis so I could go and do some grocery shopping. (Have I mentioned that Elvis is a little bit spoilt?) It was great to get out of the house for a few hours.
All over the shopping centre there were people dressed up as Harry Potter or some character from Harry Potter. It was all over the shopping centre. I walked into the first bookshop to buy a book and after waiting 20 minutes to be served I gave up and walked out. I can’t believe I walked out of a bookshop and not buy a book…that to me is sacrilegious.
Please no more Harry Potter I just cant take it any more I get it, I really do, it’s a great thing as at least kids are reading but please I cant bear to hear about it anymore. If one more person asks me if I have read the latest instalment of Harry Potter I am going to sit down and just burst out crying again. I just can’t handle this anymore.
I think it’s wonderful that children are reading. If I had a child they would have the meanest book collection. My beautiful god daughter Dee and Tash her sister have received nothing but books from me from the day they were born (well okay, and a few dolls, water pistols, and musical instruments) and thankfully they are both avid book readers and I love nothing better than snuggling in bed with them and having them read to me. Their mum would always complain that when I go round visiting I would ignore her and concentrate on reading with the girls.
But when I saw a grown woman today standing in front of me almost creaming her jocks from sheer excitement about the new instalment of Harry Potter I wanted to pull a hammer out of my handbag and start cracking heads open or a black leather dildo and start smacking her with it. This woman was about my age (37 ish) and definitely needed to get a life or have someone go down on her. (Sorry for being crude…but come on) as I overheard her saying, “I think Harry Potter is hot!” Are you for fucking real???? FUCK this is so painful to have to listen to. Why did I forget my ipod at home? Why? Why? Why? I usually shop with my ipod blaring so people can leave me the fuck alone. But why today of all days did I have to leave it in my other handbag? The pain, ohhhh the pain (Dr Smith from Lost in Space).
Then she said to her just as enthusiastic friend “I’ve seen the movie three times already we have to go and see it again tonight” ARGHHHHH I cant take this anymore. I was just about ready to tap her on the shoulder and say “Honey, I know a store near here that sells really good quality vibrators, here, let me give you the money to go and buy one…please” Instead I walked out of this bookshop as well having had just about enough.
I raced to the organic supermarket did my groceries and got the hell out of the shopping centre as fast as I possibly could.
I got home and read today’s papers from front to back and then re-read them. Sometimes I need to read things over and over to digest them properly.
Sitting indoors drove me nuts so I rang my bestie V and she came and picked me up and we went for a cup of Joe whilst dad came over to dog-sit once again. V and I went to Borders and I grabbed a whole pile of books I waned to buy. One look at the queue and one look at the shop assistants dressed up and wearing witches hats saw me slamming my collection of books on a bookshelf, cursing everyone out and calling them motherfucker fuckers and walking out.
Please NO more Harry Potter!!! I can’t take it anymore.
Reney
P.S - This is what Elvis is usually like!!!
9 comments:
Hi Reney,
I'm new to your blog but have been enjoying reading all your past blogs. I was actually writing hoping that you might be able to give me some advice.
I was banded on 22 June so about 5 weeks ago but I'm no sure if I'm over doing it on the exercise side of things. I'd hate for my band to slip!!
I slowly eased my way back into exercise walking on the treadmill at the gym and doing bike stuff. I've started to incorporate weights as well but taking things slowly. Obviously if my portsite becomes sore then I stop. My trainers at the gym have been great.
Sorry to ramble but thought you might be able to shed some light. I've got my first follow up with my surgeon this Thursday and i'm terribly nervous about getting a fill (I'm not great with injections).
Isn't this weather in melbourne completely shit and FREEZING!!
Thanks
Cathy
Hi Reney
I have just read your blog over and over again and have not stopped laughing. You are so funny and you write so well and I am addicted to your blog.
James
Hi Cathy,
Firstly many thanks for taking time out of your life to read my blog. Secondly and most importantly, congrats on becoming a bandit. It rocks doesn’t it?
From what I have researched and from what Mr. Wonderful Surgeon keeps telling me I quote him now “There’s no such thing as too much exercise!”
Research indicates the more exercise we do the more the kilos will come off and with such a smaller intake of food = amazing weight loss. That’s got to be good.
I do some sort of work out 7 days a week now. I started very slowly but CRAVE being active. Even though I have been at home looking after Elvis I ducked out to the garage and did 20 minutes of skipping rope with a backpack full of heavy books in it. I have to keep on moving.
I don’t believe that you are over doing it. You are under the watchful eye of personal trainers and I’m sure they know what they are doing. From what I have read, research indicates that the first 3 weeks are the weeks when you should be very careful, but in the same breath it is indicated that return to routine exercise is fine after 1 week. The only exercise Mr. Wonderful Surgeon banded me from was kickboxing. He told me that if he found out that I went back to kickboxing that he would kick my arse. His exact words. He didn’t want me to be kicked on or anywhere around my port site, which makes perfect sense.
Just take your time and don’t rush yourself into anything. Only YOU know your body and only YOU know when you have gone in too hard. Does that make any sense? If your personal trainer gives you a weight that is to heavy then tell them that it is too heavy and stop!
What has me a little concerned is that you said that you stop when your port site becomes sore…I haven’t really experienced any pain in MY port site from exercising. May I suggest you speak to your surgeon about that one.
As for the band slipping, your body will tell you almost immediately if that happens and I spoke to a woman from the USA who said that she knew it had happened to her almost straight away. She was violently ill and continued to be violently ill for 4 days before she rushed to hospital and they ended up repositioning her stomach. They say that the first signs or symptoms of slippage are reflux/heartburn, nausea and vomiting.
I also found out through hassling my surgeon and begging him to give me clinical notes on the actual surgery that they now use a technique called the “pars flaccida” technique which was developed to prevent posterior slippage which basically means that slippage is slowly becoming a rare occurrence. (Far out I’m a fucking nerd….sorry)
All I can really offer you is to listen to what your body is telling you and you should be right. That’s the same advice that I follow.
In relation to your first fill, don’t stress yourself out. Remember sometimes ignorance is bliss. If you go in “knowing” everything like I did it can make things worse. I actually yelled at Mr. Wonderful Surgeon like “What? That’s it?" In my head I was ready for war…its rather funny. I was ready to hurl obscenities at him and then I got let down because I honestly felt nothing just an instantaneous feeling of “Wow dude, my chest feels tighter” That’s what I experienced yet others have emailed me saying the fill was the most horrendous experience.
I lurve the cold I really and truly do. I’m a psychopath I know. My dream is to run in the rain and hail!!! Scary Reney!!!!
Please feel free to email me at: thereanster@yahoo.com.au ANYTIME, if you have any questions whatsoever or even if you want me to research something for you.
Thanks again for reading and I hope this has helped you somewhat.
Reney
Hey Reney
Elvis looks a lot better. I'm glad that you found the website informative. I read on another website that he may be ill for a few weeks and sometimes longer with antibiotics. Is he named after the King or Elvis Costello?
Jules
Hey Jules,
Sadly, he was named after The King (only coz he does this wiggle that reminds me of Elvis dancing) But then again I could always tell people that he was named after Elvis Costello...they have the same sort of nose...don't you think????
Thanks again for your kind comments I was a right wreck yesterday.
Im seriously contemplating turfing out the antibiotics, he hasn't had any today as he refuses to eat them.
Reney
Reney
You are an absolute card. i have just spent the last 20 minutes laughing my head off. have you considered writing as a living? i can see you writing screenplays. keep up the good work and keep up your physical activity, you are obviously in the right mind set to get to your goal weight.
bravo to you.
SimonK
Hi Reney
I do love your blog but can't say I agree with your Harry Potter bashing... this girl here was up til 7am last night reading the latest installment. But what can I say. Each to his own.
I'm sorry about Elvis - not much of a dog person - prefer people, to be honest - but it is hard to see a loved one suffer, I can agree on that! hope he feels better soon!
Hey James, Simon K and Rish,
Thanks for reading my blog and I am glad that you find it amusing.
My apologies to Rish re: Harry Potter but you hit the nail on the head "Each to his own" Im not out to deliberately offend, as much as it may sound like I am. Its just what's going on in my head.
Reney
Hi Reney,
OMG I loved the Harry Potter bashing... I am soooooo over it and a grown woman saying he was hot, isn't that like perverted...HE"S A KID FOR F%#K SAKE... what do people think when they say shit like that...he is a character in a bloody book.
You rock girl...keep it up
Tarn
http://tarns-lapband-story.blogspot.com/
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