My First Week

So far, so good. I haven't deliberately eaten carbs. I only missed a few doses of my vitamins. I've been drinking water or seltzer. It's Sunday night, so it's the end of my first week. Traditionally, I weigh myself on Monday mornings--after I pee and with no clothes on. I even weigh myself before I take my thyroid meds so I don't weigh the water I need to wash them down. I write down the weight on the bathroom calendar.

I have been sleeping more soundly. I don't have gas. My memory is a bit stronger. And I feel hunger and satiety at appropriate times. It will be sunny tomorrow so I am planning to lay in the sun for an hour. It feels good and boosts my Vitamin D levels. I haven't burned my Irish. I have conditioned my Italian and Turkish. I want to keep my tan for as long as I can.

When I was twelve, or thirteen, my friends Jodi and Michelle and I were joking around and decided that tan fat looked better than white fat. And this year, with the first tan I've allowed myself since my surgery, I think about Jodi and Michelle as I lay in the sun.