Monday, April 27, 2009


My niece turned 21 at the beginning of the year. She has been waiting for a heart since she was around 8.

We had a bit of scare last week. They tried to bring her out of the coma and she wasn't responding which led them to think that maybe she had a stroke. Well after doing a scan everything seemed fine and now they have her sitting up in a lazyboy. Still not completely out of the coma though. I don't why they say these things until they know for sure.

But everything is looking extremely positive.

I got home on Thursday to find my wonderful husband had arranged for our deck to be started. It looks wonderful and it's going to be huge. We're having built in seats and planter boxes. oooh I can't wait. It's just a shame I'll have to wait till next summer to get the full benefit of it. But at least it's getting done. Woohoo.

I stepped on the scales this morning and I'm up about a pound. Should be able to erase that by thursday. We had a great weekend and probably ended up eating far too much buy what the hey. Life's for living. Gotta have your indulgences every now and then.

Ciao for now.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Your kind wishes are appreciated

It's lovely having "another" family. You don't feel quite so alone. You are all very special.

Things are slowly getting back to normal. School holidays are nearly over - well for us it is as Josh is at his mum's now till Sunday. Then he needs new shoes, socks and a haircut ready for school on Monday.

I haven't been really on to it on the weight side the past of couple of weeks but I don't think there has been much change. I went to weigh in this morning but my scales died - I need a new battery. My clothes feel the same. My jeans are a bit loose - yes I confess - I gave in and bought some new ones. It was just getting too bloody cold.

I have to say I've finding a lot of inspiration lately from watching Aussie Biggest Loser. Boy are there some amazing transformations. If you guys haven't seen it go to and watch the catch up episodes. They had a week in New Zealand, in my hometown and it was fantastic. Honestly if it doesn't motivate you to get up off your butt and move then I don't know what will.

I was going to do a photo post a little while ago but I only managed to upload three photos before blogger did a wobbly on me. So I thought I might as well post them.

I took a few pics last time we went out on the boat - and no not of my holey pee pot. What I didn't tell you at the time was that it was quite an eventful trip. We almost lost Pick Nick. Mr T started to notice a funny noise on the way over. After a couple of stops and a looksey around the car and boat he couldn't see anything so we kept going. Then it got quite louder so we pulled over and lo and behold two of the wheel nuts had come off the trailer tyre and the other three were on last thread. Lol, I couldn't believe it. The were so close to the wheel coming off. So we managed to tighten the remaining three and took a slow trip to Cheep Autos where Mr T bought a packet of new bolts and made her complete again. It was a close call. We had a very slow trip home as well cause the bearings had gone and possibly cracked the rim. Or something like that. Anyway I was very pleased to get home that night.

So here's Pick Nick going in for her last dip for awhile .....

And here she is home safe and sound and tucked up in her little house. Honestly I did mean on having a few more in between photos.

So that's it for now. Time to rest up a bit and smell the roses. I'm a little bit tired but I'm still smiling and not too many wrinkles either!!!!.


You all take care. I will catch up with your goings on.
Lots of hugs

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

It's wonderful news ....

A decision was made yesterday to take her off life support.I think everyone was bracing themselves for the worse.

But it never came.

Her heart started beating.

Okay it's still not beating 100 % but she is doing it on her own.

The next step is slowly to bring her out of the coma. If she can't handle it then they'll put her back into a coma.

They don't why the heart reacted in this way. It could be the kind of heart disease she had previously. Who knows.

The thing is she is alive.

And that's bloody good news.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Where to begin ...

I got a call from my brother around 6pm last Tuesday night to say his daughter Margi was having heart transplant surgery at 10 pm that night. She's been on the waiting list for several years.

They’d received a call around lunchtime to say a heart was available and they had to be at the hospital by 4pm. As we live at least 3 hrs away from Auckland (maybe more considering school hols traffic) there wasn’t an awful lot of time to spare. They made it, she had some more tests, got prepped and was off.

The transplant itself was a success. Unfortunately complications arose not long after she got back to the room. The heart wasn’t pumping on one side. She was put on life support and heart bypass machine hoping they could regulate the heart with drugs but no joy. She ended back in surgery again 12 hrs after the transplant to see if they could find any reason why the heart wasn’t pumping – but they couldn’t. 6 hrs later she was back in surgery again. This time to remove a blood clot.

I decided on Wednesday afternoon to go to Auckland. I picked my sister up in Te Aroha along the way. My brother was really quite distraught and rightly so. I just wanted to make sure he had some support.

I have to tell you people nothing prepared me for seeing Margi lying on the bed with all these machines around her. My mum had heart bypass surgery about 6 years ago but this is something else altogether. She has 13 drips in her.

I also wasn’t prepared to find out they had not stitched her up. They just had a plastic sheet taped over the incision. This was in case they had to operate again - it meant less trauma to the heart. Not nice. It’s so hard not to get emotional but you have to be strong for her.

My brother was telling me on the way up she was so excited and bubbly. She was like a 7 yr old going to a chocolate factory. She was going to join a gym and go on her OE.

Then 24 hrs later here she is struggling for her life. Doctors were hoping that being on the bypass machine and the drugs would give the heart a rest and it be able to regulate itself. Saturday was a critical day. They slowly tried to get her off the bypass but nothing was happening so they stopped. The cardiac team up there are just fantastic. She's in a deep coma but they're always talking to her, stroking her and joking with her. She has the best of care.

The family has been told things aren't looking good and it will take a miracle. A decision will need to be made this week with regard to turning off the life support.

But I believe in miracles and positive thinking. They are powerful. So send your prayers and your positive thoughts to a young girl lying in ICU that her start will start beating.

I also want to share with you a couple of other things that I have learnt this week.

I found out that Margi was the 216th heart transplant recipient in NZ. This kind of shocked me - I thought it would have been more than that. The first NZ heart transplant was done in 1987. 32 years ago. On average there's about 8 a year.

I also found out that even if you have on your drivers licence that you wish to be a donor your wishes can be over ruled by your family. I can see both sides. I can imagine how difficult it is for the family who have just lost there loved one to have to make such a decision so quickly and also for those who are waiting and may die waiting for that vital organ to give them life.

Please if you have chosen to become a donor, please discuss and let your family and loved ones know. If your families know your wishes it's a better likelihood that they will abide by them.

I'll be back shortly so behave yourselves and keep your hands out of the fridge and pantry!!!!!


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

There's a hole in my (pee) bucket dear eliza, dear eliza ...

We went fishing over the weekend. Had a lovely time. The weather was lovely and the sea pretty calm. We ended up with another 5 snapper which is great.

What's not so great is having a full bladder out in the middle of the ocean. Now if I was a male which thankfully I'm not - I can't just poke it over the side of boat and relieve myself. So I keep a little container on board which comes in handy for those full bladder moments. I experienced one of those moments on Saturday after Mr T had been wave jumping out to our little spot. I went into the cabin, found my container, pulled my jeans down and started to pee. To my horror I noticed my jeans getting wet. Thought my aim might have been off so I repositioned myself and continued. But no. There was a hole in my pee pot!!! Mr T thought it was a huge joke. I managed to complete the job thanks to placing a towel under the container but I still ended up with a wet spot on my jeans. Eeeww.

Change of subject.

I had a insey wincey gain last week of 0.2 lbs. It could of been a little loss if I'd have waited a wee while to have a pee. But at the end of the day I didn't put in the effort last week to have been worthy of a loss. Food was good but I didn't put in the time on the treadmill that I have done in the past. So this week I'm vowing to get back into it.

I had a good Easter, bit of work, bit of play, bit of being lazy and a bit of shopping. Not one bite of chocolate passed my lips either and only three hot cross buns.

I'm going to be a good girl this week and I AM GOING to post a good loss. I'm all fired up. I've been watching the catch up videos of the Aussie biggest loser over the weekend and some of transformations are fantastic.... It was also great to see their adventure week in New Zealand is my hometown. Some of the scenery is so breathtaking. It makes me realise just what a beautiful place I live in. Trust me -I'm over the rotton eggs smell everybody goes on about. It's sulphur and you can only smell it in certain parts of the city. And there's a lot of people out there whose farts stink a whole lot worse.

Righto I'm off to do some work.


Thursday, April 9, 2009

The Indian With One Testicle .....

There once was an Indian who had only one testicle

and whose given name was 'Onestone'.. He hated that

name and asked everyone not to call him Onestone.

After years and years of torment, Onestone finally

cracked and said,' If anyone calls me Onestone

again I will kill them!'

The word got around and nobody called

him that any more.

Then one day a young woman named Blue Bird

forgot and said, 'Good morning, Onestone.' He

jumped up, g rabbed her and took her deep into

the forest where he made love to her all day and

all night. He made love to her all the next day,

until Blue Bird died from exhaustion.

The word got around that Onestone meant what

he promised he would do. Years went by and no

one dared call him by his given name until A woman

named Yellow Bird returned to the village after being

away. Yellow Bird , who was Blue Bird's cousin, was

overjoyed when she saw Onestone. She hugged him

and said, 'Good to see you, Onestone.'

Onestone grabbed her, took her deep into the forest,

then he made love to her all day, made love to her all

night, made love to her all the next day, made love t

her all the next night, but Yellow Bird wouldn't die!


OH, come on... take a guess !!!

Think about it !!!

You're going to love this !!!

Everyone knows...

You can't kill Two Birds

with OneStone !!!

And on that note I'm outta here and back later with an update.


Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Alls well ....

Just don’t have much too say at the moment.

I’m on track and everything’s is good.

My portion sizes are getting smaller and I’m learning to stop when I feel full.

Treadmill is going well and I’m starting to map out some walks to do in a little while.

I’m looking forward to Easter and having a bit of a break. We will be working on Good Friday but that’s okay. Will still have a three day break. Hopefully if the weather is fine then we’ll go fishing again on Saturday. Sunday Josh and I are having a day together. Going to have a bit of mystery day. Give Mr T a break and a chance to blob out. Monday will be a catch up day for myself in the garden I think.

I have to pull my finger out and go get the Easter Eggs too I suppose. All the kids get one. Young and small as well as the big fella. I will just get myself a smallish hollow egg. I’m quite content with that. I must be abnormal as I’m not that fussed over chocolate really.

But hot cross buns are a different story. Nicely toasted with melted butter. Yum, yum. I get mine from the bakery – they’re nice and big and sugar glazed. And smell divine.

Oh dear. I’d better be careful. Don’t want to undo my good work to date.

It’s like a winters day today. Not that nice. It’s grey and overcast and as I look out the window it’s starting to drizzle. It looks cold outside. I’m preparing myself for winter and before you know it I’ll be counting down the days till spring again.

Well I’d better go close all my programmes and get ready to go a meeting.

Ciao for now.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

I'm on a roll .....

down another 1.8 lbs. That's 4lbs in the last two weeks since I changed tact.

This weeks loss is an achievement for me as it I had TOM for part of it. For the first time in ages I did not suffer with ravenous hunger pangs. In fact the hunger has been kept at bay for quite a while. I think maybe my tummy has shrunk.

So what have I been doing differently.

I've developed a new addiction. Lite cruskets with vegemite. I make sure I have them mid morning and also mid afternoon. Such a low point snack. And very filling. I have a small lunch and a small dinner. I've cut way back on my coffee and I'm drinking a lot more water. Strangely enough I'm actually feeling a need to drink more water. I'm wondering if it's because of the vegemite because I get quite thirsty after I've had my snacks.

This week I've also become reacquainted with my treadmill. Nothing major only about 20 mins but at reasonable pace and a high incline. I will push myself as I'm going to do the Taupo half marathon with Jackie in August.

But I'm liking the feeling that slowly I'm shrinking. I'm in a pretty good head space too at the moment and that plays a huge part. I just seem to be much more relaxed about everything in my life at the moment.

Happy . . .

Life is great, things are going way better than expected ( I hope I don't bloody jinx it)  we are good, we are happy, we are relaxed....