Good morning! I am feeling better now, but when I woke up this morning I was in pretty intense pain. The kind of pain that makes you feel like you want to cry, vomit and shit yourself all at once.
Thankfully I only did one of those three things, and the pain eventually went away. In the meantime, my cat Meg was good enough to sit with me while I was writhing in agony in bed. She's pretty good like that, as was our dearly departed Ruby. I am grateful for cats; they have a reputation for being grumpy and aloof, but in my experience, they have always been wonderful companions exactly when you need them the most: when you're sad, ill, in pain or just lonely.
Said pain was the result of a hernia I've had for a little while. Basically I woke up, got up, coughed a bit too hard and said hernia (which I've decided to name Hermann, with two N's) decided that now would be a really good time to provide a simulation of what it would be like to experience the Alien series for real. If you've never experienced the pain of feeling like your insides are about to burst out of your stomach, I do not recommend the experience.
Annoyingly, I can't get the hernia treated right now as I'm literally too much of a fatass. Well, actually, more specifically, as I am right now, the hernia is likely to come back even if they were to treat it, with something approaching 100% likelihood. As such, I need to lose a bit of weight. This is something I've been meaning and wanting to do for ages, but incidents like this morning only go to provide additional motivation to do so.
Those who used to follow my old blog may recall that I had some success a couple of years back with a programme called Slimming World. I lost somewhere in the region of 6 stone last time around, and it was legitimately nice to be the lightest and slimmest I'd been for a long time. I was still a fairly big guy, yes, but it was pleasant to be able to do things like cross my legs, wear jeans, sit in a chair without being uncomfortable and see my penis. Not all at the same time. Although I could have done so if I wanted to.
Anyway, short version is, a combination of medication that gave me an absolutely voracious appetite for the shittiest foods imaginable and some severely trying times in both my personal and professional life meant that I ended up putting most of that weight back on again, which was enormously frustrating and demoralising. Still, on the upside, having done it once, I know that I can do it again because the plan you follow for Slimming World actually works. It's not a miracle or fad diet, it's just a means of encouraging you to think a bit more carefully about what you're eating and drinking.
My wife and I joined a new Slimming World group last week, and tonight is our first weigh-in since starting. Last time around I lost a massive amount in the first week simply due to water retention or something like that, so I'm interested to see if the same happens this time around. Either way, I'm taking positive steps to try and improve myself, so hopefully you'll see further good news in this regard in these posts as time goes on.
Wish me luck!
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