rjbj
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Welp, I'm still here. Still on the downward weight trajectory. Thought I might be plateauing, but no. That seems not to be the case. I'm prepping to go on a visit to St Louis at the end of the week to see my family over Father's Day weekend. Worried about the covids, of course. Seems like everyone has it. Covid is, in fact, what pushed me over the line on this surgery, since so many people who looked like me were fairing poorly with it. I'm making my whole damned family get tested before they see me, though. I mean, they can see me from the other side of the window if they don't want to test before coming over. LOL Sigh. My parents have prepared for my arrival with the required protein shakes that I won't be able to bring on the plane. Bringing my tiny utensils (aka, the Barbie Dream Fork) and little serving-sized containers with me, though. New batch of appalling shirts has arrived. They are wonderful. Recently, in line at the pharmacy, I saw myself from behind on the security feed. It turns out I have the exact opposite of a butt. Also, and I thought losing weight was going to help with this, but it seems that I am doomed to either always be a cough away from my pants falling off or never have circulation to my legs because my belt is cutting it off at the waist. Seriously, I just want to have screws implanted in my hips or something so that the belt can just hang on them or something. Here any sort of butt or butt implant would help. Otherwise doing good, I think. Some hair thinning, I suspect. Hard to tell since my hair is so so much longer than it has ever been in my life.
I can't wait to dazzle the TSA workers with my cats-in-spaceships shirt.
I can't wait to dazzle the TSA workers with my cats-in-spaceships shirt.
