I recently had new head shots taken for the blog tours I'll be taking in the next few months. As I went to update my blogs, I discovered I haven't posted to this blog since last June.
Anyway--here it is. And here I am . . . 110 pounds less than 12 months ago.
I can walk up a flight of stairs and not heave for breath.
I can get on the floor and play with the 4 darlings. Of course it takes a fork lift to get me up [but not like before.]
I can cross my legs at the knees and bend over from the waist to tie/untie my sneakers.
I am not ashamed or embarrassed to look at myself [fully clothed] in the mirror.
I don't need to adjust the driver's seat to get in and out of the car anymore.
When I walk into my favorite store to shop for clothes, I no longer veer to the right to the fat lady side. Now I can go to the left and find a number of items that not only fit but are, occasionally, loose. What a gift. Why didn't I do this sooner?
I am off all prescription meds except for asthma inhalers.
I've lost almost all my hair and my fingernails are a mess. The solution is wigs and acrylic nails.
Thanksgiving was the first time I regretted having the surgery as I wasn't able to gorge myself in the usual fashion. Christmas was a piece of cake, but I dearly love turkey, dressing and gravy.
How about you?