Okay, I am finally feeling more like myself. And I am eating well. But I seem to be at a holding pattern with the weight loss.

In 1997 I had a VBG and lost 35 pounds and stopped. Well, I reached the 35 pounds lost (unofficial weigh in at work) and have stopped. I'm having all kinds of irrational thoughts. Logically, I know my body is shifting, holding water, trying to maintain. But emotionally, I'm feeling this too will be a bust. Although I already look better and feel better and am happy with the loss I have obtained, the idea of being a DS failure looms in the back of my mind.

Only time will tell. I'll have my 2 month weigh in on January 6 and will see where we stand. And my  next doctor's appointment is January 30. And if my weight loss hasn't picked back up by the 30th, I'll know something is not working. Until then, I'll keep eating protein first, drinking the Unjury shakes, and all the water/crystal lite I can hold. Oh and taking the f'ing vitamins....

Boy, I have had a rough time getting focused on anything besides napping. I think part of the problem is my Effexor isn't working at full strength. My doctor has changed the prescription to 2 pills a day but I'm still waiting for the mail order to come in to change my dosage.

In the meantime, I'm back at work (boo) and eating regularly. Like today, I had a Unjury shake at 6:30 am, 6 oz of yogurt at 8:00. I had a string cheese about 10:30 and part of a tuna fish sandwich from Subway (just a pinch or two of the bread). I have a doctor appointment this afternoon so no snack but tonight I'm probably have the rest of the tuna and another shake before bed. In between all that, I'm drinking water and crystal lite. So I'm doing good.

But energy is still a problem. I am so tired. As soon as I get home from work I take a 2 hour nap, then go to bed at 10:00. I guess it will just take time.

Everyone tells me how much thinner my face is. I want to say, "stop looking at my face and start looking at my ass, is it thinner?". I can see me 100 pounds down with a wrinkled, skin and bone face and a hugh ass. Why can't we pick where we want to lose first?

Anyway, things are going okay. My husband is chomping at the bit for me to start cooking again and it is getting close to me being able to cook the same thing for the both of us instead of special things for me.

Life is good. Or at least I've decided it is. My doctor's appointment today is to discuss what was found in the MRI I had done on Sunday on my right knee. What a weird time to blow out a knee, during recovery from DS surgery. Anyway, I'll know more later today.