Thursday, April 03, 2008
This morning I weighed 227 lbs for the first time in 23 years!!! If I wasn't about to die, I would be excited. I have definitely done these last 4 lbs the hard way. OK, enough whining and on with my story.
I came home from Texas last week with a sore throat. I put it off, saying it was nothing, until Monday when I could barely crawl. I went to the doc and sure enough, it's the flu. Yes, I had my flu shot AND pneumonia vaccine in October. Yes, I waited too late for Tamiflu. Seems Texas is one of the states that is growing a strain of the flu not covered in this year's flu shot. Whoopee!!! Damn!
I sit here this morning, after being in a comatose state for 2 days, drinking my hot lemonade ( WHERE IS THAT BOURBON!!?), and every time I stand up my pajama bottoms fall down. Hmmmm, maybe I should go weigh? (You notice even when I'm practically dead I'm still thinking about that scale.) Well, I weighed 3 times and YES, I weigh 227.1 lbs. We'll see if I can actually maintain this after I'm well, but for right now, I"M CLAIMING IT!!!
Now, let's get to the reason I actually blogged this. I need to remember this day. I'm tired, weak, hurt in every joint. I can barely walk. This is no fun. I used to feel like this every day! This is what my life was like 129 lbs ago. I'm never going back there. This is what I have escaped. When I get discouraged, when I start thinking this is too hard, I want to be able to come back and read this. NOTHING is worth going back!