It's been 5 and a half weeks since they took 80% of my stomach out!
I finally bit the bullet and just did it... wait... wait.. wait lets rewind to the beginning of this part of story...
As you all know, its been up down, up down, up down (repeat 60000 times)
The last up... was a combination of things including a sexy ankle break and surgery with a side of lockdown and covid stress.
Couldn't exercise so I decided to exercise my jaw- extremely well... I personally believe I have kept the delivery companies, Burger King and Sushi Art in business during this time. You know, doing my bit for the UAE economy. (Not to mention taking on the responsibility of keeping the South African vineyards in business too)
Got stuck in a cycle of trying to start exercising and eating right, ankle swelling cos I weigh too much, feeling sorry for my self then helping the economy like the good person I am.
Long story shortish I hopped on a plane with my mom... (for those of you who dont know, my mom is forced to come with me to look after me for any and all surgeries, cos I'm grown up like that) and off we flew to Turkey.
And this is the beginning of the new story for the 3 of you who read this...
Ill check in again soon (soon being anytime in the next year or so judging by my track record)
