One Week

This is my one week update.

It seems like a lot longer to tell you the truth. I have been through all the emotions. Happy that I have finally made the move I needed to. Sad that I will miss all my foods that I love. Angry at myself that I have actually had to go to such extremes to lose weight. Fear of the band inside me. I can't quite work that one out yet, but it is there. It is almost like claustrophobia.

I had these arguements in and out of my head of what I have done and why. I was struggling with discumfort and pain and wished that I had not done it. I think my episode coming out of the surgery has taken more of a toll on me than I had first thought.

Today I went to the mall and only lasted walking about 5 minutes. I am a pretty fit bloke, but the pain was there in my chest.

I still got my shoes though.

Last saturday evening was a dress up party at Blaxlands Inn in the Hunter Valley. I went as a fireman. I had the real get up and some people thought that I was actually there as a real fireman.

I only lasted 1.5 hours.

The food looked awesom, but I just sipped on my water.

I have had some bad pains in the centre of my chest that just will not shift so today I have been right off food, but all I have to do is remind myself that this time last week I was in the intensive care unit and praying that it would all just end.

I am being well looked after at home and the kids are being pretty good. I am also lucky to be getting on the run advice from my sister who has been there before and all is looking up.

I have lost over 8kgs in a week, so there is a good reason to keep pushing forward towards the light.

Bye for now.