Remember those size 12 jeans I bragged about seven months ago? Well....... I am a tight 14 now. Instead of losing more weight to fit in the 12's better, I gained. And gained. Part of it is being lazy. Part of it is being bored.
I went back to work after being a stay at home mom for over two years. Economic down-turn and all that. So, instead of sitting at home, keeping myself somewhat occupied, I am at work, staring at a computer screen, that doesn't even get the internet, for eight hours. I am bored STIFF. And since I am bored, I wanna occupy myself. What is more fun than eating?!?
I am still under the ominous number 200. However, if I keep this up, so will my weight go up. I don't want that. I scared of 200.5. I scared of TWO HUNDRED.
On another note.....Sugar still does me in. Especially milk sugars. Milk sugar with more sugar. Ice cream, low-fat to whole milk, alcohol sugars, sometimes fruit sugars....all dump me on the ground. I get nauseous. I get fatigued. And I have a new symptom...BACK PAIN. Is the sugar running for my kidneys and stabbing them with their little evil crystals? LOL I dunno. I just know it is not fun, yet I flirt with that danger all too often.
Overeatting still knocks me in the dirt. I haven't thrown up for a while, but I have come close a couple of times.
All in all, I am still glad I had the surgery and thank my lucky stars that I don't have any major complications. Sure, I get "sick" but I do that to myself. If I eat right (LIKE I SHOULD BE DOING REGARLESS OF SURGERY), then I am fine. Shoot, not just fine, I am FANTASTIC.
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