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There's prolly a reason why we dont get time off from school like i would like.  i'm bored and dont have anything better to do than weigfh myself 15 times a day.  So far today I've gained 5.6 pounds since this morning which i know to be erroneous because the only thing i've put in my body is milk and two slices of spam.  well and about a gallon of water.  i think i need to go back to liquids so i can see some losses like i did the first month.  why am i so dissatisfied with what i've done so far?  i need to move my big self on down the road and burn some of this fat off.  but of course, it's like 12 degrees outside for the first time in 27 years and i have not the energy to battle mother nature.  o the humanity!  this makes me long for school to be back in session so i can go back to being too busy to worry about the scale.

ok so 6 weeks out and i'm down 69 pounds.  i can sit in the tub now and GET OUT.  i dropped from around a 34 to a too tight 26/28.  mostly the shirt that was made as a parent shirt for my son's baseball team that was a 3x, that i couldnt squeeze my fat self into before, now not only fits but is also a little loose.  i have more energy, sleep A LOT better, and spend more time with my son.  I now know what people mean when they say they wish they had done this much sooner.  looking forward to what lies ahead.  so blessed. 

alright alright i wanted to get this down before i forgot all  that happened.  I went to the hospital on nov 15th with my mom and brother.  We were sent up to the room and then they gowned me and asked me a lot of weird questions ab out whether I knew what I was doing or not....Uh, I sure hope so.  Then about 8 am I was wheeled down to the operating waiting room and listened to other women waiting for surgery talking about thread counts and the poor quality of hospital linen (eye roll)  Saw the Barker and the man with the drugs and it was on.  Mom and brother said bye to me to catch a smoke and away I went.  I remember the o.r. being really cold and them sticking a yellow oxygen mask over my face, then I woke up and they were asking me to open my eyes.  One of the nurses wheeled me up to my room, and asked me to hop over into my bed....I decided I'd rather go pee.  So they followed me to the bathroom, and then it was back to bed with me for a few hours.
      After I awoke all gassy and bloated I watched my mom and brother as they ate chips and candy bars and told me how proud they were of me.  
    The rest of the night I did laps around the hospital.  At 6 I was up for the bathroom again, neon green pee rocks. And rocking around the 2nd floor.
Around noon they had someone check me out and away I went.  No muss no fuss never saw anyone else from Barker's office again.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

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