Week 68 (17) - Weigh in

Last time - 64.9 Kgs
This week - 63.5 Kgs
Loss - 1.4 Kgs

I don't know where to ever start this post. Since last weighing in on here 3 weeks ago so much has happened. First of all, I dropped all that weight that I had gained, getting down to 61.9kgs. THEN, Darren ended up in hospital with his Gall bladder again. Little did I know at that stage though, that this time it was going to be the end of it. He was emergency operated on that afternoon. I was terrified. I'm still not entirely sure why they decided to operate then and there but it's happened.

They were a little concerned during the operation that he may have had a gall stone left in his bile duct, as there appeared to be contrast pooling there when they did the xray during surgery. They said that they would know within 24 hours as he would be in huge amounts of pain. They came and saw me at about 5.15 in the afternoon and told me this, and that the surgery had appeared to have gone well. He should be back on the ward in 30-45 mins. an hour later he still hadn't arrived, but the nurses at the desk said he shouldn't be too far away. AN HOUR after that again, he still wasn't there and that's when we started to worry. The nurses called down to recovery, where they then informed me that the doctor was coming up to get me there had been complications.

I FREAKED OUT. He said they were waiting on an ambulance to take him to another hospital to perform an MRI to check if there was a stone, as he was in HUUUUGE amounts of pain. If there was a stone he would immediately be going back into surgery, and they couldn't tell me whether he would be coming back to the first hospital or not. It was also at this stage that they didn't think I would be able to go with him. DEVASTATING! In the end I was allowed to go with him, and it turns out he didn't have a gall stone, they think it was just from the trauma they had caused while trying to check if he did or not. He was so drugged up that I will never forget the looks he was giving me. The pupils in his eyes were like a pin-hole and it looked like his eyes were pointy and they kept shaking everytime he looked at me. FREAKY.

He was excited that he got to ride in an ambulance and even talked them into turning their lights and siren on for him. ROFL. He came out of hospital 2 days later, and today has been the first day he has gone back to work.

We've had a rough couple of weeks, and it's meant that my nutrition AND exercise have completely gone out of the window, and it's not over yet. We are heading back to gympie again this weekend for a photoshoot and to spend some time with my bestie, which means no control over the food again.

My birthday is in just over 4 weeks, and I was REALLY hoping to be at my goal weight by then. I guess i had better get back to it next week. I'm currently sitting at 62.6. At the moment goal seems impossible :(