Good Morning Bandits and Happy Visitors,

So my hypochondria reached a new high yesterday. I had some pains in my tummy or chest but I wasn’t sure which. I rang the bariatric centre who said it was best to just come down. And check everything out.

I do have to say that the bariatric centre and the Avenue hospital were fantastic. If you live in Melbourne and your thinking about getting a Lap Band - go there. The postoperative support is absolutely fantastic.

So I went down there and explained that I have a pain, but since I had the operation, I have had a fear of my band slipping.

My doctor thought it was best that I eased my fears and double-checked that everything is fine by getting an X-ray.

The X-ray is called a Barium Swallow / Meal. Which means that you drink this chalkie tasting liquid and they have a look at what happens when you swallow through an X-ray. I have had one before - a few hours after surgery. It was interesting being in the same room in a completely different state.

So I got the X ray and went back to the Bariatric centre (about four doors away) and saw the doctor again.

She had a look and said that everything is fine and that pretty much all of it seemed to be in my head. Otherwise maybe I had some chest pain, but I would be silly to not mention that the pain all but disappeared after she said my band was fine… in my head I think.

So I am going on record now saying that because I have ruled out pretty much all of my health fears it’s time to announce that I am a hypochondria addict … no more! I will no longer obsess over these things anymore… time to get on with my life.

So I am fine, lap band’s fine and so is every other part I have had tested…

Hi there everybody.

For the past three weeks I have been absolutely convinced that I am dying. This is probably because my cat died and I guess I sort of wanted to be with him… not like suicidal thoughts… just thoughts.

Then for the past week I have been convinced that I am dying of skin cancer. For the first few days I thought it was skin cancer as I had some moles that started looking funny. Then a few days later it was stomach cancer. Mainly because when you have a lap band you are aware of stomach. So in my insane state I concentrated on it.

So i booked a doctors appointment for this morning.

However I went to bed and woke up and things became very clear… all of my concerns were realised when i woke up with symptematic realisations… it isn’t cancer…..not heart disease… not a stroke…

IT WAS A COLD!

Anyway so i went to the doctor and the moles are fine… just a broken heart i guess and the sniffles.

Weigh in is not for two weeks - I am really hoping to have lost 3 kgs.

So since the doctors I have gone about convincing myself that my band is slipping. It’s realy not. I mostly know that… because i test the theory and it’s not like I can eat more…

I guess my brain really wants to believe that billy wasn’t the only one who was sick…