I met with a nurse practitioner at work for the second time today. She and I are working on my health goals, primary of which being lose this weight for once and for all. It didn’t go well. I’m back up to the highest weight I was at last year. I’m miserable. I’m frustrated.
So. I’m meeting with her again on Tuesday. And I’ll meet with her again the week after that. And I’ll keep on meeting with her every week until I’ve got a handle on this, at which time I’ll drop down to seeing her every other week. And she’ll have me weigh-in on the scale in Medical. And she’ll ask if I’ve been logging my food. And what I’ve been doing to exercise. And ask all the uncomfortable questions that someone apparently needs to ask me in order to keep me on track.
I cried in her office this afternoon just because I’m so frustrated. And embarrassed. And stressed.
Justin and I walked through Best Buy yesterday just for the fun of seeing what cool toys were out (not that we could buy anything) and I tried out one of those new Kinect games. The stupid thing takes pictures while you’re thrashing around like an idiot! The pictures were so embarrassing.
Anyway. I don’t really want to talk about it. But, you know, it’s us. And this is what we talk about with each other. Plus, it’s what’s on my brain.
So there you have it.