Tipping The Scale

Now I know that the scale is the last place that a woman wants to be. For me, it is sooo very true. Every since I became ill I’ve been taking tons of meds that have all types of side effects. None so bad as my one true enemy, Predisone. If you’ve ever taken this med then you might know my pain. Every time they put me on this blasted med I end up gaining around 60 pounds. Yup, you read that right…60 POUNDS.

When I first got sick I was about 150, fluffy but ok with it. Then the first big round of Predisone…I got upto 200 but was able to drop back down to 180. Not exactly where I wanted to be but once again I adapted. Well, a few months again I was really sick again and once again put on a really high dose of this gawd awful medication. I jumped upto 240. Can we say ACKS!!!

Ok, I know your wondering if I’m actually a woman at all, since I have no problem sharing my weight. Which is much like the age, it’s suppose to be a myth or unspoken secret. I have no problem giving either number. Heck, I’m proud of my age haha.

Back to the topic, I flipped. Lost my mind with this. I was overly depressed, crying all the time and worst of all (shh don’t tell) lost my sex drive (something about feeling to fat to be sexy). In any case, I was so upset. Anyhow, the last few weeks I felt as if I was getting fluffier, as if it could get any worse, yuck. But today I stepped on the scale and was shocked. Thinking I’d be tipping the scale at a whopping 250 I couldn’t have been more wrong. 209!! I was blown away. How is it that I was smaller number. So like any smart person I figured the scale was a liar and my husband had paid it off to lie to me. So I grabbed my father-in-laws scale and woohoo it also said 209. HOLY CRACKERS I’ve actually lost weight. Without even trying, which is really nice, since working out is against my religion haha.

I would love to drop back down to my 180, where I was comfy or even better the 150 that I was just a short 4 years ago but hey, if 209 is where I’m going to be thats ok…its not 250.

BTW this post is not to say that any woman that is fluffier is not perfect…it’s just not a good thing for my body. I’m short and my body just doesn’t handle being 240+..too much pain. So, if you feel comfy (and even sexy) at 260 or more then I say go for it, just so long as your not in pain and healthy. For me, feeling comfy is around 180. And as a true woman, going back to my small size would be wonderful but hey, lets be real here.

Reading: Julia Quinns ~ On The Way To The Wedding…so far its totally awesome but also a bit bitter-sweet, since this is the last Bridgerton book.

Quote: “When I eventually met Mr. Right I had no idea that his first name was Always.” ~ Rita Rudner