Older and wiser, that’s me. Um, older anyway. And lighter!! Like 2-3 pounds lighter! How cool is that?
Did I tell you that the medication they gave me made it 100 times easier to not binge on carbs and sweets? Yeah. And somehow, it’s easier to exercise, probably because I’m not still carrying around the burden of guilt for binge eating. That was a heavy load.
They (the doctor) could have suggested I start this medication over a year ago. Instead, they were all, “Diet and Exercise.” I thought it was emotional eating and laziness. Um, apparently not. All that chastising myself I did – for no good reason.
I’m trying not to think too cynically, but I can’t help wondering why, if my cholestrol’s high, they’re in a huge rush to give me meds, and when it’s a med that would make the diet thing easier, they want me to rely on willpower.
And it’s not just me. When my mother was already deep into Alzheimers she had a sudden period of eating everything in sight and gained weight at an incredible rate. Her doctor prescribed this same med and she quit eating everything and lost weight.
Sigh. Ok. Whatever, all that matters is it’s helping.
I am not more organized, in fact, the lack of organization in my belongings is worse, but i’ve been on the road so much i haven’t been able to keep up with anything. Shrug. It should slow down in March. And if we end up moving in March or early April, there will be whole new opportunities for organization.
Ok. Work. I need to get to work, now.
But i was thinking yesterday about spankings. Good girl spankings. The kind administered by an expert, who knows how to make it build so that you slide gently into subspace without ever having to feel overwhelmed by pain. That kind of spanking. Sigh… i miss that. And i’m still holding hope that someday…