No bells No whistles, just an update post.

Halloween got me, and what I mean is that I ate my share of candy, cookies and I was just not watching what I ate this weekend and all of what I am saying happened Sunday and Monday so Halloween was gone and done with! but the chocolaty morsels were within range and I figured that I had been without a "treat" for long enough and I indulged in more than a few pieces of candy, I have not been a good boy. I believe, let me rephrase, I know that stress was getting the better of me because of the surgery this week and the fact that all day Saturday it felt as if a Klingon shivved me with his D'k Tahg and then hung off of it for more than six hours, so to say that my Halloween day/evening was spent in pain is stating it lightly and after holding off for an extra week I missed out on trick or treating anyways.

When I was setting up an appointment date for my gallbladder surgery with the surgeon I decided to do it after Halloween so that I could as the nurse put it "Be on Trick or treating duty" as the original date was going to be Oct 28th but I wanted to be able to go out with the kiddos and not having a way to know if after the surgery I would be able to go it was scheduled for this week instead. Around 3pm Saturday I felt a gallbladder attack starting but I was out so I had to deal with it the best I could, it lasted maybe 40 minutes and then faded away enough for me to grab a couple things at the grocery store before heading home and half way home is when the pain really kicked in and I literally spent the next four hours nauseous, vomiting and feeling like I was the victim of a knife attack laying in an alley puking. 9:45 pm after a hot shower and almost seven hours of discomfort ranging from a bad stomach ache level of pain up to how I would imagine Hari Kari feels the pain was gone and I went straight to bed as you could imagine I was very much ready for a rest at that point.

Sunday morning I woke up feeling like I had not eaten in days, I guess the fact that all I had eaten the day before was a bowl of cereal and a chicken wrap at lunch time could explain that not to mention all of the vomiting and lack of fluids. I started off slow with a small piece of baked sweet potato from the night before and it didn't start world war 3 in my gut so I ate a little more and when it was all clear I literally ate all day. No worries I thought, I had not eaten all day Saturday and I needed it so it was a pass, but then Monday I didn't count my calories at all and then skipped the gym (which was the plan because of the surgery, I was not going to go to the gym Monday or Tuesday) but there was no reason for the munching besides the fact that I wanted it, it is what it is and I can't take it back so I can't worry about it.

This morning I woke up feeling good ie: normal again and am on the counting calories again as well as put the candy off limits, I am torn on the gym because I did not want to go the 2 days before the big day but as I sit here writing this I want to go today, so I just might. After tomorrow I will no longer need to worry about random Klingon attacks and I will have about a week or two of recovery (at least that's what the doc said) before I will be able to get back to my normal exercise routine so I am not looking forward to that, He also said that a lot of people are able to get right back to regular things in only a few days so lets hope. I know that I won't be able to do my regular bike plus Arc trainer plus weights routine right away but the fact sheet that I got from the surgeon says that walking is one of the best ways to get moving and recover quickly after this so I may end up at the gym just to walk for an hour per day until I feel up to doing more, all to be found out I suppose but having a plan going in should help me focus when the time comes.

It appears that my Gallbladder was not going out without a fight and gave me the worse attack since this whole thing started as a going away present. I will not have time in the am to write a post for tomorrow but perhaps I will feel like writing when I get home from the prom but perhaps not, either way wish me luck because after tomorrow I will be less one organ and that random getting shanked feeling will not belong to me any more. Not really a weight loss related post but then that happens from time to time, Thanks for following along and all that.

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