ClazUK

Thanks, you lovely lot. I'm on a pretty low fat diet now, anyway (ironic it happens now!) but I'm going to be extra-aware of this until I see the consultant in 4 weeks. If I can get rid of them naturally I will but I'd rather have a spot of keyhole surgery than go through that kind of pain too often

Thanks peeps They're talking about taking my gall bladder out. Problem is, I've got an arthroscopy on my knee in the next month or so (I don't have a date yet) and I really don't want two ops to see in my 50th birthday I wish it was like vets, where they could do it all at once

Last night at work I was sitting at my desk waiting for my last break (4.45) and I suddenly got crushing pains in my chest. I ignored then for a few minutes hoping they'd go away. I have a slightly wonky heart (atrial fibrillation) so I thought I better tell my line manager. She gave it a few minutes and dialled 999 because I was 'grey and covered in sweat' (niiice). The pain was unlike anything I've experienced, a gripping kind of pain, coming in waves. The paramedic turned up, hooked me onto oxygen and an ECG, and my heartbeat was all over the place, so she called an Ambulance. 20 minutes later I was being whizzed through Northampton rush hour in a nee-nah nee-nah on my way to A&E. FIVE ECGs and one me-passing-out later, they couldn't work out what was wrong with me. Then one bright spark started feeling my tummy, as the pain had moved - it was agony all down the line of my right rib-cage. She suspected gall stones. They morphined me up for the night and put me into the Emergency Admissions Unit for overnight observation. Today I woke to tales of snow and lack of nursing staff, radiography staff etc... Eventually staff started turning up and I had another ECG which was normal for me. So they sent me for a scan which did find gall stones. It seems my heart beat was a red-herring that put them off finding the problem for a while. I fainted because of the heart drugs they gave me. Because of all the RTAs etc. it took most of the day for the boss-doctor to sign me off. I finally got discharged at 4.45 this evening, but I've got to go back in a few weeks to discuss the options re getting rid of the gall stones I'm glad it wasn't my heart but I'd appreciate any gall stone stories you have

Hey a pound off is better than one on To be honest I've mostly got lots going on. The job eats up a lot of hours cos I don't get home till 7. Between that and doing dogs and trying to keep a tidy(ish) house for 2 lodgers and a long distance relationship... there's not a lot of spare time left. I didn't actually deserve to lose anything the last few days, I had a fairly nawty weekend. I've got an at-home-Matt-free-probably-snowed-in weekend ahead of me, this weekend, so I'm going to try to work out a whole week of menus and shop for them and behave properly next week (and then wreck it all over Valentines!)

Hello. Been sooo busy I'm not keeping up, so an apologetic to you all

I discovered Slimfast 90 calorie choccie bars last week. Yay. They are yummy and a not-too-naughty fix. Unfortunately it defeats the object if you buy a weeks worth and eat the whole lot over the weekend Surprisingly I've not lost anything in the last few days Well done those of you with better willpower than me

Lots of snow here. Almost blizzardy.

Snowing lightly but steadily here, I'm meant to be at work till 6.30. Should I be worried?

Wow Slightly tearful here I really didn't expect that update this soon. Bloody fantastic news. You've got a fighter there, Nigel, be very proud of her.

Morning, snowy but easy drive in to work. Ooop in Yorkshire, Matt couldn't get his car up the hill on his road (it's a Cul De Sac and they never grit it) and he's had to walk the 2 miles in. Meantime, we have a dusting, but my neighbour has decided to keep her kids out of school (they appear to be open) for reasons best known to herself. The first two calls I've taken have been from right grumpy sods who think we control the weather. I think it's going to be a long day

Did you miss me? Probably not but I've not been on since Wednesday night, I don't fink. Fab weekend here with M; log fires, snuggling, low fat yummy meals and woody walks. And now back to real life Tried to catch up and failed but caught a bit about Bubbles the Killa Hampsta becomeing snuggly, so to Marian and a remote to Bubbles.

Why am I still up? I have looooooooads to do but it's too late to do stuff like vacuuming and moving furniture, so I ought to go to bed and make an early start tomorrow. Frosty poo-picking at 7am, anyone?! Nightnight fugees

It really isn't that big a deal, Lindsey, just say yes to any drugs they offer you Good luck

So sorry to hear about your Dad, Sam

Hello from home

Hope your gorjuss girlie is okay

I gave up on RMFs today cos work got odd and busy. Hope all are well. Jules, I'm delighted you've finally got someone to help you fight your corner And some more for anyone who wants/needs one.

I have a huge smile on my face, Nige, what wonderful news. Hope she continues to amaze you all. I hope this little tale helps a bit..... my Dad had cancer in the 80s. He is 6'1" and went down to 6 stone. We had a call at one point to come and say our goodbyes. After a sleepless night I was surprised to get a call from my Mum saying my Dad was a bit brighter..... and so it went on. He confounded the nurses, doctors and consultants. He had a 10 year All Clear party and the consultant came as he wanted to see my Dad again - he recalled my Dad as being a fighter and a 'stubborn old sod' My Dad has just celebrated his 25 year all clear. Don't lose hope

I was accused of seeing someone else, too. I get the impression it's common tactics of a guilty concience. Ignore him, it's probably his way of validating what he's been doing. Do you WANT to work it out? Sounds like things have gone too far IMVHO. But please don't let him guilt you into 'working things out' just because you are afraid you'll come out of it looking bad. The people who matter to you will know the truth; the opinions of those who don't really matter that much really aren't important.

I went through this crap with Gary - he used to do a final check on the kennel block and the time went from 10 minutes to 40 over time. The excuses he came back with were wide & varied - leaky radiators, resetting heating, dog with the runs.... but he was talking to his bit on the side. The difference is, at this point we were still a couple, I didn't realise at that point he was seeing someone else. Your relationship is over. He can talk to other people now; however much it hurts you need to start understanding this. Treat him like a lodger and ask him to treat you the same. Do NOTHING for him, cooking, washing, cleaning etc. respect his right to a new life and insist he gives you the same respect. This sounds tough and, believe me, I took a long time to get my head around the changes, but the faster you do, the easier you will find it is to move on. Big hugs to you x

Clare, I had to continue to live with Gary for 18 months after we split as it's not easy selling kennels (only mad people want them) and we had to tell it as a going concern and we both worked there. Whilst it dragged on waaay too long, I think if we parted immediately it would have been acrimonious, as it was we ended up still friends. Think of this as a transition period, it will work out in the end

We've got bright sunshine here, it's a like a spring day. It's only lunchtime and I've already lost the RMF plot. Good luck Amy and blimey Alex and hello Kelly and and and and

Wow what a positive update Continuing to think of you both

Perhaps I could just loiter and drink tea?

Not kept up, as per... But gorjuss Spike and for Kazz & Netties families They've changed my shift at work and I'm now doing a 9.30 start with just a 90 minute dog-break in the middle of the day. I have to say, getting up at 8am (the lodger did the dogs today) rather than 6.30 was rather nice