Tuesday, March 26, 2013
This week has been pretty good, my scale has finally settled down and hung out near the low 250s instead of the high 250s. I'm pretty sure I've just been screwing with my body in terms of sleep schedule, ToM, and inconsistent water intake. I'm glad it's decided to go low instead of high in the end though! That puts me very close to breaking out of the 250s.
I was originally planning to make size 16 a big milestone and give myself lots of rewards there. However, I'm not really sure how long that's going to be, and it seems kind of silly to stockpile ALL of the goodies for size 16! So, I've decided that my April goal is to hit 240 by May 1st. If I succeed, I get a haircut and potential color/highlights. If I don't meet the goal by May 1st, then I'll set a new goal for June 1st :)
So, I made an appointment to go see the doctor about my alien eggs. Calling the doctor's was QUITE a fiasco and included no less than 6 transfers and 4 explanations of my giant bumps. The appt is for tomorrow and I'm rather nervous. I don't know which scenario is worse, but I have fears of both of these:
1) They say to keep resting it and see what happens. I've been on "rest" for 8 weeks now. I'm anxious to get out and enjoy the outdoors and DO THINGS. I want to go to Six Flags!
2) They decide to drain the sacs and it puts me "outta commission" for a long time and hurts and then it gets infected and I get gangrene and my foot falls off and then I turn into a pirate with one leg. I don't want to be a one-legged pirate :(
I know it's useless to worry. And I know a good portion of my fears are a little irrational. My luck, I'll go in tomorrow & they'll say "need more tests, come back in 2 weeks" and I'll be stuck in the complete dark with my worries.