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I'm on hour 27 of not eating. Not exactly an accomplishment but for me it is. I am so addicted to food. But I went all day yesterday on just Diet Coke because I was so upset after weighing myself. I am praying my scale is broken. That's possible actually because it's an old scale, and I dropped it. It used to be consistently four pounds less than the hospital and 3 less than the doctor's, so I always added 4 pounds to what the scale read figuring that was accurate. But it's been a long time since I checked it's reading compared to the hospital and it's been a few months since checking it with the doctor's so perhaps it's really broken now. One reason I think it might be broken is that I weighed myself and then after shitting all night [sorry to be graphic], I weighed myself again and the reading was THE SAME. I know I lost at least a few pounds from that and I wasn't drinking anything to make up for that loss so then the loss should have registered on the scale. Hmmm... I still don't want to get weighed at the doctor but I know she will make me since I didn't last week. Well I have to go shower before I leave, I'll write more later.