So, I said I knew this weigh-in was gonna be brutal...and I was right. Hormonal h3ll packed more than 2 lbs back onto me, courtesy of--mostly--the week's voracious hunger. I know it'll be gone next week, but it shoots my blood sugar (which is already low) down to nothing, and if I don't eat constantly, I get sick and can even go into seizure (which, fortunately, I don't, usually). I hate hormones, and I hate my dang brain. It's harder that I'm the only one in the family with any med issues. I sure wouldn't wish 'em on my parents or sibs, but being stuck with it all just sucks.


'Nuf said...

LIZARD