When we walked in the door the smell was intense…. it was the smell of too old bread and AC not running for 3 weeks. The smell of dust and general house settlement. Amidst all the smell though there is a moment as your feet cross over the threshold that you say “ahhh…home.” We moved our stuff back in today and now the living room is a gigantic mess. The flood waters missed our home thankfully but others around us were not so luck y (we live on a bit of a hill). While the time spent at MIL was uneventful in the way of arguments this time – it’s not the same as being home.
I am contemplating going back to the old scale and ditching the digital – for the simple fact that I started losing weight on that one and well…it’s always less than that damn digital one. I am still undecided at what to do at this point. Maybe I will use both
Food awareness is going well – I think I am down to 184 now so almost 2 lbs. since I started logging everything and sticking to my schedule. I’d say that is success no matter how you slice it
I got drunk last night – so I didn’t take the met like I was supposed to because it says don’t mix – aren’t I a good patient. OH yeah, like it was really hard to give up one night – I have felt better today than I have in almost a month of taking the damn things! I called the doc – basically “stick it out if you can – call me if you can’t” was the response I got….. Dr. funny pants is not so funny sometimes. Then because my cell was lost I told the nurse to call Jo’s phone and leave a message – stupid nurse left “Hi, didn’t know your name was Joleen so I will NOT leave you a message”. WTF? Then she calls back and says “oh sorry my bad, I didn’t know you were partners…blah blah blah.” I guess I should be happy that she at least sort of apologized…. and hey I found my cell too!
Today is CD 1 for me. Last cycle was about 39 days long. They are growing longer and longer which I fear is going to jeopardize TTC when I finally make it to that point. Common things are headaches and cramps exactly one week before like clock work. No sore boobs this time that I can recall but hey I’ve been so consumed with the nausea and diarrhea from the met that maybe I just haven’t noticed. I wonder if I am doing enough during my time off to prepare myself for “the long wait” of TTC. I have been contemplating doing some meditation stuff now so that when we do start TTC I know how to do it. Who knows, maybe I will try acupuncture too

