I am sitting here on a very very bleak day tapping my fingers on the computer desk wondering if I need to contact my surgeon so I thought I would blog instead lol. I don't know what has happened but yesterday I had a wing from KFC (theres my first mistake) and I was really hungry (second mistake) and I ate it too quick (bingo for a hatrick). I was driving at the time and had to bring most of it back up and even then I stayed very uncomfortable. Later that day I was at the pools with the young fella and his mate and I bought them some hot chips but I couldn't even keep one down so as I didn't want anything last night I didn't eat anything else. This morning I got up late so about 11 had a Weight Watchers cake and a small drink which I couldn't keep down and have just lost everything including fluids since. I have txt my surgeon so will wait to hear from him. I am thinking something from the chicken is stuck and I may have to had the band loosened to let whatever it is go then re tightened. Anyway I will wait and see. I start my prison officer training on Wed so blimmin hope this is sorted by then! Hope all is well with you all xx for now
PS I just got home from the hospital. We went out to dinner and after a whole evening of taking a tiny mouthful and then rushing off to try and remove it my husband took me up to the hospital I had the band done in. There was a duty GP and she arranged for me to be transferred to another public hospital to have some fluid taken out but apart from that and her very nice manner she was useless as she didn't know what to do and even said it (never mind still she smiled when she charged me $80!) lol. Just as we were leaving to go to the other hospital my surgeon rang and said he was in Sydney but to stay put as he was sending a specialist down to take some fluid out so that whatever was blocking could pass through and 30min later that's just what happened. I drank a huge glass of water after it and was sent home. Oh the relief. I will go back in a few weeks and have the fluid put back in but have to wait for the stomach to settle down due to the swelling. Ah alls well that ends well xx

Hello all. Its been a few days since I last posted and although i don't have much to blog about I am able to say that I have put on about 3kg in as many days due to my mothers visit and the home cooking that has taken over my house! I don't think I have had as much cream. sugar eggs or butter in my house ever as I have in the last couple of weeks. I have trekked backwards and forwards to the supermarket at least once a day to stock up any dwindling supply or anything that may have even remotely looked like it was going to run out. Mum made a coffee cake yesterday which was no where near as good as the three inches of fudgey coffee icing on top of it and why is it that I have to go and puked up the veges and roast that I eat but the cakes trifles and piklets just cruise on past the band giving it a gleeful finger as they do I'm sure. Even Andy is saying between mouthfuls of delicious gooey treats 'we really must get back on our diet'. My mum just cant seem to help herself when it comes to stocking up and I make no secret of the fact that I cant seem to help myself eating it. Mum goes home this Saturday and although I will be sad I can hear my surgeon say 'oh thank God for that'. lol. She will certainly be leaving a chokers pantry and fridge and a well watered garden behind and a daughter with a slightly larger behind of her own. Well I best be off to bed and ready myself for another day in the kitchen (its peanut brownies and ginger crunch tomorrow). I finished up at my job yesterday and I am so glad about that. I will miss some of my work colleagues but not much else except maybe the pay packet until my new job starts on the 04/06 but then again I think my pantry will keep us going for a good couple of months and if it doesn't the butter supply will. I'll blog again soon and tell you about the copious amounts of exercise I will be doing to get off the extra kg's xx

Its a bizarre world we live in.

I just wanted to quickly blog cos something really bizarre came to light today and I'm so dumbfounded that I had to type. My son has had a RVO (restraining order) taken out against him. May I just say without too much detail that this son of mine has done some very challenging (challenging to my sanity that is) things in his life but for once I can honestly say that this RVO is a nasty nasty woman who saw an opportunity and gleefully took it to make life really hard for my son. Anyway, we are challenging this in court but in the mean time yesterday two of the people named in the RVO tried to contact my son by mobile phone so I rang the police and asked if they could please contact these people and tell them they are breaking their own order and not to contact my son (sorry trying not to use his name), The police asked what limitations are on the RVO and I read out what they were. No contact to be made either in person or by txt or e mail or within so many metres of their house or he mustn't get a third party to contact them on his behalf. Ah said the constable. We have a bit of a problem. Because the order says that a third person must not contact them on behalf of my son then the police cant contact them cos they are considered a third party and would have to arrest my son for breaching the order! Lord give me strength!!!!!!!!!! and patience.....................now! So if son gets any more calls or visits from the ferrals then no one can speak to them about it as son would be arrested for using a third party to contact them. Go figure. The law really is an ass!

I am sitting here with my head cocked to one side holding the phone on my shoulder listening to some pianoist playing in my ear as I wait for Sven to take me off hold and talk to me about my taxes , now thats a fun way to spend this cold wet morning. I just wish Sven had a better command of English cos I keep having to say 'what was that' and 'sorry Sven, I dont understand what you are saying' when really what I want to say is 'AHHHHHH you are messing with my head here and my life and if you get this wrong Sven then I am gonna be nailed to the friggin wall by your invisable employer!' So the music plays on. I am still on holidays from work but I havent done a lot except eat and eat some more. I seem to be at the shops all the time with my mum to stock up anything that the grocery store has that my pantry is missing. I talked her out of making a carrot cake yesterday but its back on the agenda today however I think since my brother has been dallying in a gluten free life she has decided to make one with GF flour as if somehow that makes it healthier. Oh well Ill lose it once she goes home I guess! Well Sven got back to me and after a very frustrating disjoined conversation I have hung up. I HATE trying to deal with the ATO. I had two attempts at getting hold of them in which I was told by an automated service that 'we are sorry but we cant talk to you today as we are too busy' and ' try again another day' AHHHHHH. Oh well at least the longer I take to sort my debt the more interest is being accumilated so thats got to be a positive thing - doesnt it! No more news here. I wont be updating a wieght until the end of June as I need mum recovery time lol. I am looking forward to my new job now which is a good feeling. Will update again soon xxx

Changes in the air

Good Morning. Well we are all moved and settled. My mum arrived from NZ safely and I feel like the last few weeks has been like a build up to a wedding where I wasnt able to do anything more towards the big day until the day before but then everything comes to gether and even though the stress levels are through the roof you can at least start moving on so now all this new faze stuff is happening. I am resigning from my job today and will leave in a week although a good part of that last week I am taking holidays so I will in essence only truly work for another 3 days yahoooooo! I work with some great people and am going to miss them but I am so glad to be waving goodbye to the organisation and the job itself. I start my new job on the 04/06 and now I am quite looking forward to it. I have met another person who I will be working with and he has been there for 9 years so it was good to hear some positive stuff cos up until now its mainly been negative. My band news is small. I seem to be at just about the sweet spot where I can eat a small amount but enough to feel satisfied. I struggle daily with not choosing bad foods and as mum is here and she is the type of person that doesnt move too far from the kitchen i have found that a challenge this week. I got home last night and found myfruit bowl had two bananas and a pear in it (which I put there) and underneath them were hundreds of lollies! So all night I tried to fight the urge to chew them up and listened to my mum and husband rattle around amoungst them until I finally caved and ate half a dozen! Then mum says 'oh Dianne, dont eat those'!!! We have also had a night of pikelets and cream and jam and cream cake. The best way to describe my mum is to say she is like one of those little Italiano woman who is always kneeding dough or stirring the pot of preserves. Our whole family have used the kitchen table to rotate around socially so its a very hard habit to break and it makes me sad cos in my family I dont think there is one that is in control of their eating or weight and every conversation revolves around the battle of the bulge whilst eating delicious unhealthy food. I am a long way from breaking these habits though and as I see mum once a year I want to just enjoy the time with her and not obsess about whats going in my mouth or calories etc. Anyway Im off to have brekky then to this job for one of the last times. I might just celebrate with some pikelets .........'mum, heat up the fry pan'!

AHHHHH I just had all my hair cut off. AHHHHHHH what was I thinking? I heard the voice. The one that is ever so quiet but powerful enough to make you think mmmmmmmmmmm what the heck am I thinking. ((((((((((HELLO)))))))))))) dont do it!!!!!!!!!1 But I did and OH MY GOODNESS IM AN OLD PERSON. I have this thing about me and short hair and I always think that I look heaps older with it. I come from a long hair phobic family (yessss Im talking to you sister lol) and I am the opposite but now I have joined the ranks and become 'one' with short hair. The reason I got it cut was that my official pack came from the prison and I figured that I would get annoyed with my hair and as I have to tie it with a lacky and that gives me headaches I STUPIDLY ON IMPULSE went and got it cut. Luckily the girl did an ok job cos usually I end up looking like a cone head or a triangle head lol. Right Im off to have a stiff drink of water lol Blog again soon xxxxx Check out the photo eeeeeeek!