Daily Maintenance Weigh In - Sunday May 5, 2013

Happy Cinco de Mayo!  It's also my husbands birthday so we are celebrating today! 

I am also celebrating that it's the first day in two weeks that I have maintained my weight without a loss!  Woohoo! 

129.2 still today AND holding! 

I will however resist the pizza, wings, and chocolate fudge cake that my husband chose for his birthday meal!  Yikes!

150.4

Had a fabulous date with my hubby of awesomeness.

Off to another crazy busy day!

99.6 lbs today.

Have a good one all!

Fiona

I probably shouldn't have gotten on the scale this morning. I'm not defined by the number, but I think I needed to know the damage. Between eating crap all week at the conference, the plane ride, and having some bathroom issues (ah, hydrocodone, you *******), I'm up quite a bit more than I'm comfortable with.

159.5 - I don't like that number. BUT I know I can get it back down, so I'm back on the straight and narrow and moving forward.

So, I'm working on not feeling sorry for myself today. I'm in severe pain, but my appointment with the surgeon is Tuesday so I'm hopeful we can do something. Anything. The injections aren't helping.

SO, so sorry that the injections aren't helping. I hope you find some relief soon. Pain sucks.

I hope your trip went well (other than the pain of course).

*BIG HUGS*

I really need to stop feeling sorry for myself. I'm so over this whole thing though. Today is just bad. Bad. Bad.

I think that you need to feel whatever the **** you feel. I don't know about you, but a large portion of my size 22/24 pants was due directly to not allowing myself to feel.

Of course there should be an appropriate time when you move on from feeling like ****get to a happier, better place, but imo, forcing yourself there, when you are not in that happier place is just like bending over and blowing sunshine and rainbows up your own ass. With you bad back, I would advise this.  

Feeling like a burden to your family is one of the hardest things to feel for us moms. We aren't supposed to be the problem--we're supposed to be the solution. I'm not trying to get into your head. You know better what you are feeling than I do.

If I was right there in front of you, I bring my pile of chick-flick movies and we'd have ourselves a movie day/night.

Take care and if you want to pm me a *****fest, get all out of your system without being judged, note, by all means feel free.

Oh **** you. You made me cry. That's exactly it... feeling like a burden to everyone around me. I'm waiting FOR my family because it totally ***** up the world when I cannot drive and it's better if I wait until hubby is out of school. It still SUCKS ASS. He makes me feel better though, says he has no idea how I'm waiting and if I need to not, we can deal with it.

I just needed to feel sorry for myself for a bit. I just feel like a whiner. A whiny burdening ***** Like I told my therapist. It's not fair. NOT FAIR. I lose 200+ pounds, have emergency freaking neck surgery, get depressed and now I'm dealing with a DOUBLE ******G BACK FUSION! WHAT THE HELL?

Then she reminded me that it's probably not related and to imagine recovering from all that **** at 375 pounds. I hate when she's right. She's right an awful lot though. LOL!

Chick flick sounds good. I think I'll go wallow on the sofa with Notting Hill or something.

My first choice is always something with Colin Firth. I just ******g love his smile. It's like he's giving you the best present ever every single time he flashes those pearlies. Yummy.

I really hate it when therapists are right. So damn annoying. Especially when they say something really ******g obvious--that I didn't think of. But **** that would suck - being 375 and in this much pain. Ugh.  

Sorry I made you cry. Well, not really. Crying is supposed to be good for you. Usually it just ****** me off more, but I've heard it's good for you. 

School's almost over. Set up the surgery for the day after hubby's finished. Get'er done and start healing.

*hugs* and I'll expect to be seriously annoyed in a couple of days when you drop 5-6 lbs for no effing reason.

Lots of soft hugs. This does suck big time and I am sorry that you are going through this hell.