I talked to my doctor today about my blood tests. The Good News: Nothing is wrong with me.
I could say there is bad news. But there isn’t. Nothing is wrong with me.
Am I sad, frustrated, and being driven completely mental by all of this, yes. But nothing is wrong with me.
I have to come up with another game plan. Weight Watchers isn’t working for me. It should, because I’m not only following the program, but also because nothing is wrong with me.
I have received tons of advise. Suggestions. Ideas. I appreciate them all. I have to let go of the goal to lose weight and have a different goal. Losing weight isn’t working. No wonder it’s so frustrating.
So. There it is. Nothing is wrong with me.
In other news (and for the love of all that is holy, this is WAY more important and worrisome that my own issues), my dad started his cancer treatment and he is doing very fine. We talked and laughed for about an hour and he has such a great attitude. I can learn a lot from my dad!! He has cancer! I’m slightly overweight! Duh! I can’t wait to see him in March.