Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 209.3 lbs.

I’ve never written about such a matter here before, but feel obliged to report something meaningful and serious here. Quite noteworthy and important, and of an ilk that I rarely speak to.

My face is shrinking! Really! I’ve been having the odd sensation in the shower and such, where I go to shampoo my head, and there is so much less of it that I find myself startled and needing to feel and grope my own face to be sure that it’s really me. Especially as it would be scary and wierd if it was someone else in my bath!

Seriously though, I feel like I have just returned from Africa or somewhere, and have undergone a head shrinking ceremony. I think I have lost the majority of my 90 plus lbs from my face and chin and neck, or so it feels. Who knew that bone structure was lurking underneath!

Next month I meet back with the sleep apnea people, and I would love to think that the wads of fat that have melted from my neck might translate to another reduction in my apnea machine’s number. Of all the medical issues I’ve licked since surgery, this is the most persistant and stubborn and difficult to measure, and I’ve heard may persist unless one loses ALL the excess weight, and even then, maybe not. So I don’t expect to outgrow the machine altogether, yet I’d be lying if I didn’t say I secretly hope and wonder, especially as my face losses seem the most dramatic.

I’d love to say that I am melting elsewhere, but I did measure at least my waist this morning, and I seem to be holding steady. On the other hand, I did not work out both while we were away last weekend, or during my time of great female discomfort. I am still in catch-up mode.

Today promises to be a relatively lazy day and I hope to accomplish things, although at 3:00 we must head off to our metal detecting club’’s annual installation dinner/auction/festivities. I do enjoy the cameraderie and we have befriended some members, and of course, I love the chinese auction component, and well, the dinner. I’m not sure what’s on the menu, but expect that it can’t be “good.” For some reason though, I haven’t been feeling as compulsive or hungry lately, and find myself satisfied with less and not as focused on eating as I feel that I had been. If you asked me what I even ate yesterday, I’m not sure that I remember. Leftovers mostly, I believe. I think this is a good thing and I hope to go with this flow and not force myself to think more about food than I need or want to, so you may notice a decline in emphasis of this kind. Trust me though, that if something stands out in this way, I will make note of it for all of our sakes.

Well, I’m off to do Sunday things, and enjoy the rare Buffalo sunshine! Happy weekend to you too!