I am so close I can taste One-derland. I have 1.9 lbs to go before I see a 1 to start my weight. It has been a while indeed. I am getting super excited about it. My jeans are fitting a little better, my bras are getting a little looser and I am feeling better over all.
I have been on the meds for over a week now. I am feeling better as a whole, although for a while there, I was super emotional and crying at everything. I have a lot more energy (I hear wellbutrin does that to you) and I feel like doing more things. Last week, Mandy and I went down to Galveston to Palm Beach (an inland man-made "beach" at Moody Gardens. I was in a bathing suit in public and looked fab, I must say. They have a great wave pool there, and I think at some point I pulled a muscle in the back of my leg. I am having the hardest time walking without pain.
The one thing I have noticed with the meds is my tendency to rage/panic a little as they are wearing off. As long as I stay on top of taking them, I am fine, but on occasion I do have to take an ativan to help out.
Bring on a new week, and hopefully, a whole new number. There is no going back now. I REFUSE to give up, and I REFUSE to give in.
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