Ok, moving along. Last night I went to bed around 8:00 p.m. The daughter, lovely girl, seems to be coming down with something similar to my illness so went an hour earlier, but not before making sure I’d had dinner. I was actually feeling a bit better but I love being looked after so didn’t … More Still here!

Yesterday was mostly lost in a haze of pain and discomfort. My daughter was trying to work but the noise I was making squealing each time I tried to cough motivated her to go get me some Robitusson for a dry cough. By then every muscle in my abdomen had reacted to the pain by … More Still alive – for now!

Just for laughs, fate decided yesterday would be a great time for me to come down with COVID-19. I thought it was a really bad cold initially so was going to ‘power through’ and go for it anyway. However, eventually, it dawned on me I really had to call to ask if the surgery could … More Panic Over – for Now

Two days to go and I’m already in a state of panic. Even tho I *know* intellectually this is the right decision for me, I’m still scared. Not that the operation will go wrong, all sorts of things may happen but I’m ok with that. I think it’s just the idea of not being able … More Almost Panic Time.

Obviously, the countdown is progressing at a hideously fast rate. Panic is still at the front and centre of my mind, but I’m still forcing myself onwards. Somehow I managed to lose weight yesterday, despite downing quite a large chunk of meat for lunch and a few Cruskits and hummus for dinner. I know I … More Three Days

Four days left to go and I’m finding it *really* hard to control my eating even for these last few days. Yesterday I went out with my wife for a short river cruise and then we went for lunch. I ate way too much. Got home in the evening already bloated from lunch… and ate … More Struggle Street.

Not saying much about yesterday. Yesterday was an utter disaster. I went out to Centrepoint Tower with the daughters as a final treat and ate so much meat I could hardly walk back to the car. I weighed after I came home… bad move… and I weighed again in the morning… not much of a … More Oh Dear Lord

I have to go the physio this morning. I also have to drop into the chemist for the stuff they told me to get. This includes Pico Prep… which I *hate*. The stuff tastes foul and the effects are as well. There are lists of instructions on what to do before the operation and what … More Seven Days to Go

Nothing much to report today. Walked around the local oval last night with the daughter and dogs until it rained. Got home and my daughter made a nice meal with steak and salad. Had a couple of slices of ham and turkey to go with it (slightly over the top but it was mostly protein). … More Bran Noo Dai.

Yesterday was a total disaster, I suddenly got ravenously hungry and ate almost whatever I could eat quickly and easily. Even in the middle of this food orgy I did try to restrict myself to appropriate food, but in greater quantities than I should have. I realised belatedly that I’d forgotten to take my Ozemoic, … More Yet More Madness