Okay, folks, this program is not for the half-way committed. It takes a conscious intentional effort. I haven't chopped, measured and prepared so much since the kids left home. I'm thinking of it as a learning curve and hoping I get used to all the fuss. I started the day out clutzy. I have been having trouble pulling the little orange cap off of the HCG needle without tearing up the whole needle and today I tore up the needle. Instead of holding the tube and giving the cap a tug, I grabbed the plunger part and pulled the orange cap. The plunger flew out and spilled HCG all over my counter. Thoughts running through my mind were............I wonder if I can just wipe it off or do I lick it up.............how do I get it back in the tube.............I wonder if doctor M. will believe me and let me have another one.........when in the world will I have time to get to his office??? Well the clutzy accident first thing in the morning gave me new things to stress about so that made me a little crabby. I am not too sure how much of all these negative feelings I want to share with my "losing more weight than I am" daughter. And I am secretly a little concerned that I am the only person on the planet who won't lose weight on 500 calories a day and HCG because I am losing less than a pound a day. Okay, the good doctor suggested I drink more water and that will kick up the weight loss. Shelley's cowboy hat idea may have its first buyer. Me!
Nightfall came and I was ready to crash! I was feeling saturated with water and ready to sleep and looking forward to the morning weighing session and maybe another pound "done gone"!
Blessed and getting blubberless in Scottsdale!
Mom
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