At a funky place...read on

I will try and explain this as best as I can being as I dont understand it. I have been bouncing along losing weight...la la la la lalllaaaaaaaa Few days ago I got real low...like a feeling of this NOT working ( now trust me I know in my rational brain HELLO It is working) I have been looking at my face in the mirror..is it fatter??!!! I have been sorta panicky. I havent eaten more...I had some mental issues with pie on thanksgiving and snuck one bite of pumpkin and then the next day one bite of apple. (once again rational brain knows) but I had this feeling I used to of diets that worked..then I could feel when I would start cheating and it was over. Im not cheating...so why am I feeling this anxiety. Its been SO long since I wanted one of my ativans to chill me out. Perhaps the comment from DH when I said I ate a whole egg this am and he was super concerned..."A whole egg?" are you supposed to be doing that Linda?" " I have seen so many people at work start gaining back from this surgery and it scares me" /him Is it all these seeds that have been planted in me? I told him that hurt me and really kinda makes me nervous. So here I am...feelin wonky, not sure if its just me feeling wonky and the spin off is the weight thing or its the weight thing makeing me wonky. Anyone else have any similiar....insight... etc? Thanks so much... I appreciate any help. In the meantime Im gonna go do water aerobics and see if I can spin into a better place. Hugs Friends Linda

Linda- I totally understand. About 2 weeks ago I was where you are. I hit the stall that was expected...and measured. The numbers I saw weren't what I had been seeing nor what I wanted to see...although, they were expected (I hope that makes sense). SO, I started to get anxious as well. Started to let that old stinkin' thinkin' creep back. I tried to kick myself in the pants and tell myself that I was crazy...that this will work and that I'm doing fine. I just kept doing what I was supposed too and hoped that eventually I'd see the results I wanted. It literally took me a few weeks of forcing myself to stay off the scale (I'd not been a scale-aholic, but somehow that kicked in as part of my anxiety) and taking back to myself ("Stop thinking like that...you're doing fine.") to really kick that feeling. I also have asked my husband to temper those kinds of comments. He gets to ask once and then, if I say I'm ok then he must let it go. If I start a conversation about the choice I'm making he has the chance to talk about it more. Usually, just by his asking and my response to it I know whether or not I'm really making a good choice. (If I get defensive I know it's probably an emotional choice, not something I really should have/need.) Of course, on Thanksgiving I had a sliver of pumpkin pie..and the next day I had a few bites of a sugar-free apple pie. I did fine. I finally weighed again this week (first time for a week) and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I'd lost 3-4 pounds. SO....hang in there. Take your meds if you really think you need them, but I think our bodies are still playing tricks on us hormonally and hopefully it will all pass in a short time. Blessings to you, Christina S

Thank you sweetie...you are looking SO good by the way!! I worked out today...tomorrow is DH and mines day date, Starbucks and then to Goodwill to hunt down treasures! Much hugs and loves Linda PS keep in touch