Good news, I went to my surgeon today for the one-year followup appointment, and I apparently am a weight loss rockstar. I'm right on track, and he said I should aim for 10 more pounds in the next 3 months. He was thrilled that I'm off my cPAP machine, that I don't have back pain, and that my triglicerides are down almost 200 points. He also said I looked great, that he wanted me to be on his patient lecturer panel again, and then he gave me a hug.
Bad news? His
Yes, I know. It's just a number. But it's such a LARGE number (not really, this is the overly-dramatic face of the Babe), and I really wanted to be under 200. Yes, with all my clothes on, having ate breakfast, drank 4 glasses of water, and having not pooped for two days. Is that too much info?
Hey--fun tidbit! I weighed myself last week first thing in the morning before I peed and then again after. Know what? I lost 1 whole pound just by peeing! Is it too much info NOW?
So yeah, everything I said about numbers not mattering, and weight is really about how you feel and not the actual number? All lies! (again, this may be my overly-dramatic self taking over).
Sigh. I think I need a 1-week break from weighing in, just to clear my head and remind myself that in the overall scheme of things, IT DOES NOT MATTER. Anyone else with me on this? Tell me in your comments...
P.S. So's that I can end on good news, this does mean that my evil scale truly is evil, since it told me I was 202.something first thing this morning--before drinking, or having breakfast, or putting on my clothes. My suspicions are confirmed!