I lost weight. Finally.
When I went back to work, my boss told me I lost weight, which of course made me ecstatic. I came home and remembered to weigh myself, and I lost 4lb!!!

In the emergency room, they gave me morphin, which made me throw up anything I put in my mouth except for ginger ale for 2 days. That shit is strong! Then I took percocet for the pain, and of course THAT made me all nauseous and puke. Not only that, I really wasn’t hungry most of the time. I had to force myself to eat something just so I don’t take the medications in empty stomach. Congratulate me. That was the first time I’ve ever had to force myself to eat something and couldn’t even finish WeightWatcher’s frozen dinner!
Now I haven’t taken any medication for 3 or 4 days, and I have resumed my normal eating schedule. But guess what? My stomach must have shrunk cause I’m full with just one frozen dinner? How about that? Now I only have to fight the urge to pig out whenever I’m hungry. So at least one good thing came out of my worst nightmare…


I think what you have been through over the past week or so you could not have avoided losing weight. It is tough being on those meds. Not to mention what you have gone through emotionally. Sometimes we just need a little jump start and sometimes it happens by the most unusual means. So I say great for you, I’m glad there is a positive outcome from the events of the past weeks. I am glad that you are doing so much better! I’m sure you look fabulous!
Yay, I’m glad you’re better
I’m happy you’re feeling better!
I like your new blog theme.
It loads much faster on my slow Internet!
I second EOI, it is MUCH faster.
I had to change it because the sidebar stopped loading at all. I kinda like the previous one…
I love that photo! That’s what my scale says to me every day.
Well here’s looking at the positive side of a pretty traumatic event.