Wow I cant believe its been so long since I last posted. It seems like just the other day but its almost been a month. So much has happened so Ill start from the beginning. I am now 92kg and only about 8 kg from goal. That's bound to change once I get there but that's my first goal. I am still a size 14-16 which suits me just fine. I have a lot of restriction so have to eat very slowly but that's a good thing for me otherwise I just guts food down. I am still hoping to get in to see my surgeon so I can discuss having the band removed and a sleeve performed (where they take 90% of the stomach away which includes 90% of the enzyme that causes us to want to eat. I don't think he will go for it cos I am considered a band success story but it would take the hassle of being sick and having to concentrate on eating away and I would really like that.
Next news! I was at work the other day and heard an ad on the tv for a make over show that is being made and they were asking for his and her applicants to apply. When I got home (it was 14hours later) I remembered the ad and went on line. I talked it over with my husband and we decided we would apply for a laugh. The application was quite detailed about the whys of wanting to have changes made to your body so after I had filled that in they then called for photos'. This is where I really need to ad that I WAS REALLY TIRED. I asked Andy to take some shots of me which he did both fully dressed then I stripped off to bra and knickers to show the after effects of losing 40 odd kilos. I did the same for him and then I hit send.About 5am the next morning I woke in a cold sweat when I realised I was dressed in full uniform. ID and everything. What a complete donkey! I cant believe I did that. Given that we should be anonymous or at least very discreet I go and shoot off a photo of me fully uniformed then nearly starkers. Shit! You know when you are really deep in thought about something you usually have a habit that goes with it. My mum whistles, my friend talks it out well I pace and talk to myself! Not the most balanced thing for someone to watch me do but that's what I do. Backwards and forwards jabbering on about the pros and cons of my next move. I very quickly decide I have to go to the highest person at work and humbly tell him what I have done (huge gulp). So I get to work and head to the office of the highest person, only I meet his secretary on the way and he wants to know why I want to speak to the main man and I have to squeak out that I don't want to tell him that its private AHHHHH. I am now feeling about a quarter of an inch high. This then intrigues the secretary and he follows me into the office and I have to spill my guts to both of them. Ripped off!!!!! I felt so stupid. Anyway the whole matter had to be put before security and they said it shouldn't be a problem. We got a call from the producers asking us to make an audition tape and send it to them so we did that but haven't heard anything more since then. The hilarious thing is it isn't quite like I thought and they don't offer any major plastic surgery mostly its diet and exercise advise but it would be great to have two weeks in Sydney anyway, So I will keep you posted on how we go, if anywhere.
My 17 yr old got his L licence the other day so he wants to drive us everywhere. Talk about hold on for dear life. Gosh I hate it but i am trying to swallow hard and be brave. I am obviously one of those pain in the ass parents who continually squawks 'watch out' move over. slow down' so I don't know how long the kid will put up with that. Lessons with a professional are definitely on the cards. Well gonna sign off now and will add more soon. promise!
Next news! I was at work the other day and heard an ad on the tv for a make over show that is being made and they were asking for his and her applicants to apply. When I got home (it was 14hours later) I remembered the ad and went on line. I talked it over with my husband and we decided we would apply for a laugh. The application was quite detailed about the whys of wanting to have changes made to your body so after I had filled that in they then called for photos'. This is where I really need to ad that I WAS REALLY TIRED. I asked Andy to take some shots of me which he did both fully dressed then I stripped off to bra and knickers to show the after effects of losing 40 odd kilos. I did the same for him and then I hit send.About 5am the next morning I woke in a cold sweat when I realised I was dressed in full uniform. ID and everything. What a complete donkey! I cant believe I did that. Given that we should be anonymous or at least very discreet I go and shoot off a photo of me fully uniformed then nearly starkers. Shit! You know when you are really deep in thought about something you usually have a habit that goes with it. My mum whistles, my friend talks it out well I pace and talk to myself! Not the most balanced thing for someone to watch me do but that's what I do. Backwards and forwards jabbering on about the pros and cons of my next move. I very quickly decide I have to go to the highest person at work and humbly tell him what I have done (huge gulp). So I get to work and head to the office of the highest person, only I meet his secretary on the way and he wants to know why I want to speak to the main man and I have to squeak out that I don't want to tell him that its private AHHHHH. I am now feeling about a quarter of an inch high. This then intrigues the secretary and he follows me into the office and I have to spill my guts to both of them. Ripped off!!!!! I felt so stupid. Anyway the whole matter had to be put before security and they said it shouldn't be a problem. We got a call from the producers asking us to make an audition tape and send it to them so we did that but haven't heard anything more since then. The hilarious thing is it isn't quite like I thought and they don't offer any major plastic surgery mostly its diet and exercise advise but it would be great to have two weeks in Sydney anyway, So I will keep you posted on how we go, if anywhere.
My 17 yr old got his L licence the other day so he wants to drive us everywhere. Talk about hold on for dear life. Gosh I hate it but i am trying to swallow hard and be brave. I am obviously one of those pain in the ass parents who continually squawks 'watch out' move over. slow down' so I don't know how long the kid will put up with that. Lessons with a professional are definitely on the cards. Well gonna sign off now and will add more soon. promise!
