Less weight off today. That's not a surprise, as a large weight loss can't continue indefinitely! Wish it could. With the amount of suffering involved, I'd think it should! My face is way thinner; I'll take that for starters.
One doctor I trusted told me a year or so ago I had "slow fluid metabolism." I think that means I retain a lot of water. I believe it. All in my face. I can only blame my round Scandinavian face so far.
Still hungry and fatigued. I'm trying a small trip out today with my family. Anna has a group violin lesson, so I'll ride along and see how I tolerate it. I get very annoyed when I try and do something small, like tidy a room or do the dishes and I feel like collapsing in a heap. Lame.
That had better change and I mean stat. My doctor isn't much help with that kind of stuff. I don't even ask her anymore because all she'll do is try and sell me nine million dollars worth of supplements that won't make me feel better and will probably make me feel worse. The former HCG doc did a much better job with juggling foods, etc, to help with the symptoms. But, being he retired, and this is my sixth cycle, I can pretty much manage this myself. I don't remember being THIS fatigued, though. Ugh.
Oh, the cake story. Mark and Anna had cake the other day. My idea, not theirs. We tend to eat less strictly on Friday nights, and I'm not up to making a quality dessert yet, so I suggested he bring something from the store. It wasn't as bad as some things because it didn't have a scent. Food cooking smells are tough.
I'm attempting to live my life as normally as possible, but it's hard. I'm starving and I'm super weak. Mark got caught up on my blog updates this morning and when I woke up he said he wanted me to quit. I think he was being somewhat facetious, but my answer was, "You haven't noticed?" (how hard it is). :/ Onward and upward. Six shots down, only 33 to go.
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