almost down to 8 weeks.
i’m falling apart, but the end is so totally in sight. then i will come back together
my mouth is so raw that i can’t eat much of anything. even sucking on the straw of a smoothie hurts my tongue from the pressure. i’ve def lost a lot of weight. there is some symmetry, as i started the whole thing lying in bed eating trail mix and put on 15, so it makes sense that i would end the cycle dropping those 15 off.
i had to buy some fat pants this winter. size 35 and 36. right before i got sick i bough a whole new set of pants that were 31 and 32 (and still have their tags on them), as I had just shrunk enough that my regular 33-34s were falling off me. So i just tried on my 33s and 34s, and they are kinda baggy. but the 32s are still just a little too tight. a month ago, i couldn’t button the 32s – the gap was like a full inch from button to eyelet. now they button, but tightly. a little bit too much panty line from behind (LOL)
i’ve been riding my bike a bit. and O just formally moved in this month. she got a tenure track job, which is a *major* deal considering it is only 1hr outside of NYC, and the market this year was horrendous. Half the searches were canceled b/c of the Great Recession.
i’m taking 4 months off from the studio. and i’ll tack those four months on Oct-Jan. i need to rest
i’m going to portland july1-aug15 to do my last month of treatment, and then recouperate for a few weeks. last day of injections is july 23rd.