What a week !! It started on monday morning when I was just home from night shift. I needed to make a few phone calls to make sure everything was ok for my parents to go to Brugge for their operations next week, because they were just back from their holiday and had been taking anti-inflammatories while away. Got that sorted out, and then decided to call the plastic surgeon in East Grinsted, to get the price of my boobs. She told me that the price was going to be 6875 plus accommodation because they wanted me to stay over there for over a week. I told her that I could not be away from my kids for that length of time. She said that he would not do the operation on me unless I stayed. I was not keen on being pressured this way, especially when that was the price they were asking for it ! My thoughts therefore turned to having the whole thing done in Belgium with Dr Patrick Dedoncker. I have heard great reports of his handiwork, and so I sent him an email. His price was hand over fist cheaper than Nduka, even with accommodation and flights added. I decided there and then that I was going to pass up on the NHS Tummy tuck in favour of having one operation to do everything in Belgium for a cheaper cost. OK, some may shout at me for that. I know that I was very very lucky to be having my plastics on the NHS at all, but it would have been foolish to have spent more money on the Boobs in London when I can get the whole lot done cheaper abroad. I hope that the funding can be used for someone else now.
So, we exchanged emails all week, and Patrick Dedoncker has me booked in for October 30th at 7am. I booked the flights for me and Lorraine, the hotel Eurovolley Centre, which by all accounts is a pretty basic place to stay, but servicable for our needs, and they will collect us from the airport, arrange a taxi to the hospital, and bring us back to the airport to come home. The budget is quite tight, but I will be ok. I know that I will have 4 weeks off work to recover fully post op, and have money in the account to cover that time off. I am not going to rush back and potentially damage my new body. I want to be totally ready.
How am I feeling about it? There are two feelings going on here. I am apprehensive about leaving Al and the kids again, although it's only a few days, I am still going to be away from them when I am having surgery again and that's hard on us both. The other emotion is sheer elation that in 93 days time my body will no longer have a big tummy flap, and my boobs will no longer resemble a couple of worn out walnut shells. I will have the flat tummy and pert boobs that I have always dreamt of, and I just can't believe that it's going to happen to me !!!! 3 months will fly past I am sure, so I am going to do my darndest to get this last stone shifted asap. If I lose more than that then that is even better ! I have been exercising this week, doing sit ups, cycling on the turbo trainer and using my cross trainer. Everything has to help doesn't it? I am feeling really restricted eating wise. I tried to have some noodles the other night but they got stuck and I could not manage more than a couple of forkfulls. Not a bad thing really though....
Other things going on.... my laptop keyboard was causing me come concern because some of the keys were not working properly so that has gone away to be fixed. I am struggling with my old laptop which has the u key missing off it !! I have hijacked Al's computer which I am sure is annoying him, but I need it for email ! I can't wait for my puter to be back. I miss it !!!!!!! They took it on Wednesday morning, and they told me 7 - 10 days, so that's anytime between tuesday and friday coming. Hurry up !!!!!!!!!
Mum and Dad are going on monday to Brugge. I can fully appreciate how they are feeling, although they will have each other for company, so that has to be better than me when I was there alone. Marc has arranged a room for them both to share in the hospital. I trust Bruno emphatically, and know that he will do what is right for them both. I am excited for them to be getting this done, but at the same time, I can't see their trip away soon enough. I just want them home and post op asap ! I found out that Louise will be over there at the same time, supporting her sister in law and her friend who are also having RNY's, so I called her, and asked her to check in on my parents for me, and to let me know if they are ok. She's such an answer to prayer. What are the odds that she would be over there at the same time? Zillions to one ! Louise, if you are reading this, THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. You being there at the same time is truly miraculous.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Thursday 19th July, 2007
We have just got home after a week at Center parcs ( yes, it's spelt that way !) and we had a good time. What a difference a year has made in my life ! We were at Center Parcs last year and although we went swimming each day, we didn't really do anything else that was remotely sporty because I was limited by my weight. This year though.... we walked miles every day, swam, played tennis, and I went horse riding !! Me... on a horse !!! YES !!!
My horse was called Nigel, and it did not keel over and die when I sat on it, nor did it's knees buckle beneath him ! We had a slow ride which was lovely, and I really enjoyed myself. I am so proud that I achieved this little goal - I never could have imagined it this time last year !
So, now we are back I am getting my head around the fact that I have surgery looming in 3 1/2 months time. I desparately want to get at least another stone off AT LEAST, but it's slow going. I measured myself this morning to see if my lack of lb loss was compensated with inch loss instead, but apart from losing another inch on my boobs ( I really cannot spare anymore there !!) things have not changed. I am a little disgruntled about it really, because with that much exercise I really thought I would have shed some weight. I set up the 5th bedroom yesterday as a gym. I have a sit up thing, the turbo trainer on my bike, and my cross trainer. I then set about having a workout that had me sweating like a pig and my legs are still jelly today. I have not lost any weight at all ! aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Mum and Dad are back from their cruise on saturday, and then have a week or so until they leave for their surgery in Brugge. I am apprehensive for them of course, but also very excited about the health benefits it will afford them both in the future. I know they will be in safe hands with Dr Dillemans and that he will do a good job on them, but knowing they are both away in a foreign country having surgery at the same time worries me. I kind of wish I could be there but it's impossible. I have to be here to work and for the kids. They will be ok. I will just not settle until they are done and home !!
I am wearing size 16 jeans which are loose on me. I love the feeling of my bones that are no longer buried in fat. It's wonderful ! My neck has turned scraggy again, but I keep appying the moisturiser and see what happens. When I lie down, my ribs stick out but my boobs are seriously sad. Al was poking them last night and saying how wierd ( in a good way) it will be to see my boobs pointing upwards, and to have a flat tummy. Part of me can't wait, but the other part of me is dreading being away from Al and the kids again, and having a painful operation. I keep telling myself that it is only one day when the operation happens... and then that is it over and done with. I seriously hope it is !
My horse was called Nigel, and it did not keel over and die when I sat on it, nor did it's knees buckle beneath him ! We had a slow ride which was lovely, and I really enjoyed myself. I am so proud that I achieved this little goal - I never could have imagined it this time last year !
So, now we are back I am getting my head around the fact that I have surgery looming in 3 1/2 months time. I desparately want to get at least another stone off AT LEAST, but it's slow going. I measured myself this morning to see if my lack of lb loss was compensated with inch loss instead, but apart from losing another inch on my boobs ( I really cannot spare anymore there !!) things have not changed. I am a little disgruntled about it really, because with that much exercise I really thought I would have shed some weight. I set up the 5th bedroom yesterday as a gym. I have a sit up thing, the turbo trainer on my bike, and my cross trainer. I then set about having a workout that had me sweating like a pig and my legs are still jelly today. I have not lost any weight at all ! aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Mum and Dad are back from their cruise on saturday, and then have a week or so until they leave for their surgery in Brugge. I am apprehensive for them of course, but also very excited about the health benefits it will afford them both in the future. I know they will be in safe hands with Dr Dillemans and that he will do a good job on them, but knowing they are both away in a foreign country having surgery at the same time worries me. I kind of wish I could be there but it's impossible. I have to be here to work and for the kids. They will be ok. I will just not settle until they are done and home !!
I am wearing size 16 jeans which are loose on me. I love the feeling of my bones that are no longer buried in fat. It's wonderful ! My neck has turned scraggy again, but I keep appying the moisturiser and see what happens. When I lie down, my ribs stick out but my boobs are seriously sad. Al was poking them last night and saying how wierd ( in a good way) it will be to see my boobs pointing upwards, and to have a flat tummy. Part of me can't wait, but the other part of me is dreading being away from Al and the kids again, and having a painful operation. I keep telling myself that it is only one day when the operation happens... and then that is it over and done with. I seriously hope it is !
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