Thanks for the support, Wand, Wombat and Whistle - and apologies to all for the personal pity party I was having yesterday morning. Reading the posts today has reminded me that there are a lot, lot worse things than not being able to eat my own bodyweight in cheese - lots of
to BIWI, mook and Floris 
I've escaped bed pan hell myself but
to everyone still stuck there, including Beyond: I am hoping to go to my folks tomorrow until my next appointment, and as it's still dial-up down there, posting might be tricksy for a week or so - but I am sending loads and loads of good wishes everyone's ways, whether they are doing OK or things aren't so good atm. I'm with you all in spirit, and will be KOKO as best as I can with no control over food choices!
I hear those of you who also struggle with emotional food - I am never hungry at all any more on this WOE, but when things are tough, I still have to fight the feeling to stuff s* down my throat: mind you, that's not to do with this WOE - it's an ongoing battle sigh But you know what, sugar? I'm pretty determined this time- I might just be going to kick your backside 
Hang in there, everyone - and well done to everyone who's STS or lost this week: downwards, downwards and downwards!