I went to church today, for essentially the first time since my surgery. I went once last month, but that was a very short morning as the majority of the church was at Family Camp. It was difficult physically, but great to be there. My back was not happy, and I was starving and thirsty! Now I'm uber sore and more or less glued to the couch (however, the house chores are calling my name incessantly).
A few mentioned my weight loss. I just feel like...me. Some people lose weight and go all Hollywood or whatnot, but my weight loss hasn't changed me. It's a means to an end--the end being less pain. I'm still the same old Sandra. Just with smaller pants.
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