Today I was glad to get back to the healthy eating part of the hcg plan. I was glad to chug the water and even glad to make multiple trips to the restroom. It felt good. It felt right. I felt strong, knowing I was doing the right thing to get this weight down where it belongs. That was really enough, but I was blessed enough to get two confirmations that I'm doing the right thing.
First a co-workers daughter had come to the office on Friday and we had a nice chat. The co-worker told me this morning that her daughter went on and on about how, sweet, nice & pretty I was. My co-worker kindly agreed. Then her daughter asked how long I'd worked there. She thought I was new! She didn't realize I was the same person she'd talked to last time she was in the office. (She covered it well, too.)
Second, the nurse giving me my allergy shots this afternoon, said I was either going to have to get a new photo or verify my birth date before I could get any more shots. I have an ID card that I scan to check in. My picture appears on the computer and that is used to verify the right person is getting the right shots. I started taking shots just a week or so after starting the first round of hcg two years ago. The picture is definitely different. I agreed to a new shot, but then she said I could wait until I go to my goal. It won't be long now!
1 month ago