One year and thirty-one weeks tomorrow post op

It's the most beautiful sunny morning here after so much rain for the last months.  It's so lovely to feel the sun eating into my back and the general warmth and brightness.  It was a hard, very hard frost last night but it didn't seem to take long for the sunshine to work it's magic and melt it all away.   After I'd done the animals I went to a healing session for my neck and then onto the physiotherapist - belt and braces!  On the way back from Bourbriac I parked by the patisserie and came home to sit in the sun and have

a gorgeous almond crossant and a mug of sweet, black coffee.

I weighed in this morning at 69.5kgs/153.2lbs/marginally under 11stone.  I have been in the 69.5-72.5kgs range for months now and feel this is where I will stay unless I have excess skin removed at some point.  I am more than happy at this weight and, as I don't have a partner so no-one really sees my body except me, I'm not sure the excess skin is a real problem.

I now eat pretty much what I want to when I want to.  Sometimes I can't manage the whole plate of food I have given myself.  I push the plate away and then have another go about ten minutes and a microwave flash later.  I suppose I should really stop after the first attempt when I have finish half the plate, but as I am not gaining weight I don't see the need to do that.

I am still finding things which I can now do which I couldn't do before and that's always good, just as it is when I meet friends who haven't seen me since my weight loss and are dumbfounded at my new size, complete with sharp intake of breath and hand up to the mouth before saying Oh My God!    

I have now turfed out more of my fat clothes having realised I am never, never, never going to need them again.  I am a hoarder by nature so it has not been easy to get rid of anything!  I do though need the space to put all my smaller clothes which I really enjoy buying from the normal size rails and trying on to find they fit. 

Some difference between the "then" and the "now" photographs!

I thank Dr Lechaux in my head every day for doing my operation because without it I would still be disabled and missing out on life.  

The diarrhoea has calmed down.  It hasn't totally gone but no longer rules my life and I am confident leaving the house for the day.  

Life is good!