I am going in for my second fill tomorrow morning and I am not looking forward to getting on those scales. My last two weeks have undoubltly been two of the most party weeks I've had in years. The first week we had friends and family here for 5 nights for my older brother's 40th Birthday. That equals 5 nights of drinking wine and the occasional bad food choices. I've already posted that I gained that first week.
The day after everyone left I got a really bad tummy bug and was throwing up for about 6 hours and had terrible bowels (sorry TMI) for about 4 days. It helped with losing the extra few hundred grams I gained BUT then we headed off to the lovely Port Douglas for 4 days for my Sister in Law's wedding. Yep back on the drinking and eating train. I had WAY to many cocktails as I have now found they seem to go down quite well. I was a little worried that the vomiting episode had damaged my band as I am now able to eat a bit more than I should be. :(
I'm really not looking forward to fessing up to my indulgences tomorrow, but I have to face my demons and decide to start this next chapter in a better light.
I knew these past two weeks were going to be tough and I admit I have not made good choices. Humph....