28st 13lbs -8lb (3.62kg) – 260lbs (117.93kg) to go A little late, I’ll admit, but I’ve had a busy week. We, my big sister and I, decided to try out the Tuesday meeting, because it’s more convenient – at least for me, anyway – and means that Linda’s fiancé is available to give her a [...]
Archive of posts filed under the me and my medications category.
In Which Fatso Is Bored
It’s Saturday night. Do you know what I imagine most “normal” 27-year-old girls are doing at 9:10pm on a “normal” Saturday night? (Normal, in my head means: not married, no kids. Employed, living in their own place. With or without a significant other of whatever sex.) I imagine they’re having a drink while they’re getting [...]
In Which Fatso Retains Water
So, I think I figured out the weight gain yesterday. I mean, other than the fact that we’ve been eating convenience meals all week. That part I’d figured out for myself. The part that only made itself obvious today. Today, my ankles have swollen to the approximate size of the galaxy. And I don’t mean, [...]
In Which Fatso Hates Being Fat
One thing I really hate about being fat is my “belly flap” – I’ve talked about it before, and no doubt I will talk about it again. Basically, I am so fat that my stomach and gravity had an argument, in which gravity won and my stomach folded down over the tops of my thighs [...]
In Which Fatso Deals With The Pain
I woke up this morning, and I couldn’t sit up. Now, I wish I was kidding about this, but I’m not. I was trying to find the previous entries where I’d talked about my sciatica and the times this had hit me so badly before that I had literally been unable to sit and stand [...]
In Which Fatso Makes A Comparison
I’ve talked a little bit about the things that I’ve found myself able to do now that I’ve been A) losing a little weight and B) taking in regular exercise. These things include, but are not limited to: Standing up to do the dishes without having to sit down; standing up to cook; going for [...]
In Which Fatso Is Depressed
Well, technically, I’m not depressed. I suffer from bipolar disorder, type I, with hints of schizophrenia when I’m in my manic or “high” phases. Lately, I’ve been more depressed than manic, but this past week has been. Well. This past week, I ran out of medication for my bipolar disorder, which has pretty much left [...]
