The letter arrives...
Dear Fatty
Please come and see me on Thursday 7th February to allow me to take loads of blood out of your arm, weigh you, measure you, give you loads of paperwork to sign, and take 3 hours of your life.
This is also known as the very very necessary Pre-Operative Assessment, which I am attending willingly, with a teeny bit of anxiety, as everything is starting to get very real.
The yogurt, milk and water diet is going relatively well. There was a small issue with half a pitta bread last night, which gave me immense guilt and caused me to confess all in a weepy telephone call to my dear BD Emma.
I have a date with destiny, some serious medical instrumentation, some titanium staples and a sick bowl. Tuesday 26th February 2013 will be the day when my life changes.
Friday 15th February: another visit to see BD Emma and BN Karen - lots of encouragement, and another weigh-in. It seems that by following the liver-shrinking diet (aka yogurt-fest) I have off-loaded 20lbs of lard already.
One more week to go. Time to enjoy half-term with C1 & C2, a trip to the cinema, bedroom blitzes, washing, ironing and general half-arsed housework.
My favourite page so far sis....
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