So, I hit my new lowest low of 16st 8lbs two weeks ago. And, right up until yesterday, I didn't see that darn number again. Not because I'd dropped below it and was celebrating losing even more, but because I'm made of rubber and have been bouncing around: 16.9, 16.10, 16.9, even 16.11 at the beginning of this week for heaven's sake (although, admittedly it was TOM.)
Thank goodness that my inner workings and the scales decided enough was enough and brought me back to 16.8 yesterday and today.
Today I also went for a fill. I thought after the last fill I was getting close to my sweet/green spot, but it became clear a week or so ago that yes, I may be close, but I'm not quite close enough. I know that I'm still able to eat too much in one sitting and I'm getting hungry too quickly between meals and thus am on the hunt for snacks (usually cake, biscuit or chocolate-shaped snacks.) And the fact that I've only lost 2lbs since my last fill four weeks ago, seems to corroborate that.
I had a 0.5ml fill today, taking me up to 8mls in a 10ml band. The surgeon and I both thought I only had 7mls in the band, but when he sucked the saline out (that's the technical term...) there was 7.5mls in his big old syringe, so the extra 0.5 has taken me to 8.
Since the fill at 10am I've had two mochas (one with whipped cream - what the heck, I needed the calories, I was starting to get the shakes!) and a large peach yoghurt. Hubby has cooked a wonderful-smelling chicken tikka massala for himself and my mum who's staying with us for a few days, and I'm probably going to have some of the sauce and a couple of spoons of rice in a bit - just to see how it goes down, and because the smell is making me hungry!
Fingers crossed this fill will kick start the next phase of weightloss...
Hope you are all well!