So somehow in the last month despite upping my activity level and improving my diet, I gained 9 pounds. This alarms me, but it didn't seem to alarm my doctor. I'm hoping that means that it either isn't anything to worry about or that she was just too worried about the primary reason I was there, which is that I was worried about possibly being hypoglycemic. She even gave me an Accucheck monitor thingie, but I've tried to use it three times and so far it hasn't worked. Cute, right? So basically today I am ranty and disgruntled and forcing myself to keep plugging away and bring an apple as a snack instead of a thing of candy because, y'know, what's the point?

This is all very dire and frustrated-sounding. And I am frustrated, it's true. But ultimately, I'm not giving up. That's the main thing here. I'm not giving up. I want to be healthy, and even when my body doesn't want to cooperate, I'm doing what I can to reach that goal. So back to work, back to my water, and back to watching Supernatural, and I'm going to keep my fingers crossed that the rest will fall into place.

Also, major thanks for the birthday wishes! You guys are so sweet!