Off to the doctors I went today. I was going with the conviction that I would confess all and demand a refund... Granted he did not perform the surgery, but I am annoyed with the slow weight loss progress. It was time I come clean and confess to the last two weeks. Ahem, there may have been some chocolate. OKAY, lots of chocolate. Over the last two weeks I have had 2 slices of birthday cake, a bag of M&M and a bag of KitKat balls. But I didn't confess, I changed tactics.
So there I was in the doctors office. He asks the usual: "How's it going?". And I say... "Not bad. But I still feel that I can eat a fair amount". Of course he wants to know how much a fair amount is, and when I tell him he doesn't seem overly concerned. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you one and all that he is never overly concerned. I need more... Results! As he sat there explaining to me how everybody wants fast results and that men can loose weight quickly but woman can't; also that I am probably the kind of person that can just reduce calories but must take a holistic (exercise please) approach, I get ready to hit with the "Moriah Plan"! So he finishes his schpeel and I say...: "What I would really like is that you increase my fill from 5.8 to 6.5". At which point he stares at me (possibly exasperated) for a few seconds. He expressed his concerns about this whole "big jump"; warning that I could block and he would prefer not to. When I told him that it wouldn't, he wanted to know how I knew this. I don't know how I convinced him, but .7 cc's later, here I am.
I was on my liquid diet today. Better safe than sorry I suppose. I can really feel the restriction, but I was hungry today. I had a booster juice for breakfast, followed that up with a large soup from Green Rebel and a Grande Vanilla latte (non-fat) from Starbucks. Now comes dinner. What to do? I asked Kelly if she wanted to take bets I whether I would puke up chili or not (I really was feeling hungry by 3:30 pm that chili seemed like a good idea), but she would not go for it. Sigh. I totes should have taken the bet. I had roughly 1/2 cup of chili for dinner with a cup of tea. Granted it took me about 30 mins to eat that, who cares! It was delicious and I didn't vomit! Hooray.
Now let's see how day 2 goes; this is the biggest adjustment this doctor has done from me - not the biggest I have had, but the biggest he has done.
Despite the serious lack of results on the scale (I can hear my doctor telling me that it's not the scale that counts but your actual body), I am seeing that my body is changing... I bought size 22 jeans this weekend. That (for all you skinny, never been plus size before peeps) is 2 sizes smaller than what I was wearing. I can put them on without any problems. I would probably look better in a size 24, but I plan on looking good in these jeans shortly. Plus, they were $90 jeans on sale for $20! I need this way more!!! Now if only the scale would show me the money. That would be good.
P.S. I have a new mantra: "I will not eat chocolate; I will not eat chocolate". Repeat to infinity. God I love chocolate.
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