Lost another .8 yesterday, down almost to 21#. Sweet! Clothes fit great. Tomorrow's my big day! I'm pretty stoked, really.
I know a month doesn't sound like a long time. "Hey, losing 20 pounds in a month? That's not long." Well, yeah. Unless you're standing in a hurricane the entire time. Then a month is quite a while.
My skin is cracked. I'm starving. And I've spent a month shivering all night. I've had to cook and watch everybody eat birthday food, pizza, and treats while I had three ounces of bland chicken and a handful of steamed asparagus. It's not easy. Medical weight loss SUCKS and should be avoided if your problem is overeating. Most people can cut their food and exercise, and weight comes off. There are some of us who that doesn't work for and we have to resort to extreme measures, and even then...results are dubious.
But, even so. Here I am! Poised and ready to start my fifth stabilization protocol. Bring it! Hey, one more bit--last night was the first night in a long time I wasn't shivering (two full days without the shots). Ahhhhhh!
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