The point is, I'm spending frickin tons of money there lately. As it stands, I currently have three upcoming appointments there. One for follow-up from my surgery (which seemed to go well, btw). Another for some sort of check-up to get my next birth control prescription. And yet another to meet with the university dietitian (cause even though I'm about 50 pounds lighter than I was three years ago, my weight is still a potential future problem).
Ok. Can I just take one second to say how much that annoys me?? It's no walk in the park to loose fifty pounds and pretty much maintain that. But that doesn't even matter. When people look at me, all they see is another fat chick who obviously overeats and never gets of her ass enough. It's such a trip, cause every time I go home and see people who knew me in high school, they all compliment me on how good I look and on how much weight I lost, etc etc. But then I get back to school where everyone only knows me as I am at my current weight, and it's totally gone and I'm just the fat kid again.
Alright, alright, I never feel like just the fat kid. My sense of self is way better than that. But you understand what I'm getting at.
Oy. But I made the appointment, and it should do me some good (which is all that matters).
But yes, to add to all that, I'm still playing with the idea of going in for a counseling appointment. Cause let's face it, I have some issues. And hey, the first however many are free, so that's good.
Hopefully all of this is doing me good, and I believe that it is.
Oh, and here's my hospital bracelet. ('Cause I'm weird and keep such things.)
Well... I don't know where to go with that, except that I should do productive things now....
Wheeeeeeeee!!!
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