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First week at Slimming World.
May. 16th, 2012 09:49 pmSo, I had my first weigh-in today. ^__^ It's my first week of the diet, so I wasn't sure what to expect.... but I lost 11lbs!! O___O
I know that my weight loss will lessen and level off to about 1-2lbs a week as I go on (according to the averages I have looked up), but even so- what a first week! O_O I don't know where it all went! I mean, I know I feel better now- I've even noticed it's easier to walk and breathe- but 11lbs?! Is that even possible?? ^___^
I think the dragons stole it. >_>;
It's the only explanation.
In Other News:
So, the rest of my day was a bit shitty. -___-;
I went to see the blood specialist at the hospital, about coming off warfarin. He was not as happy about the idea as everyone else seems to be, on account of the fact that if I *AM* prone to thrombosis, then I could develop another clot at any time. So, for that reason, he wants me to stay on blood thinners until I have been tested for blood clotting disorders...... only...... well..... warfarin messes up the test. So I can't stay on warfarin, but I also can't be left to wander around at risk. >_>;
The only solution he offered was clexane, which is the injections I was put on when I went on warfarin in the first place. >_< I need to be on them for 3 weeks, then they will do the necessary tests, and then I will be on them for another week while I go back on warfarin. Then, they will analyse the results and tell me if I am destined for a life on pills. -__-;
The thing that worries me most about this (other than self injecting daily with a chronic needle phobia) is that I am seeing the surgeon about my chest on the 19th of June, and the test won't be done yet. >_<; So I don't know if they will allow the surgery to go ahead over the summer.
Needless to say I was thoroughly bummed when I left the hospital carrying a bag containing a month's worth of death needles filled with the world's most sting-filled medicine.
........and then life apologised by leaving a Monster High Rochelle Goyle on a shelf in Tescos for me. So I forgave it, and the day turned pretty damn awesome. ^__^.
Oh, and the Slimming World thing. Can't forget that, either!
I know that my weight loss will lessen and level off to about 1-2lbs a week as I go on (according to the averages I have looked up), but even so- what a first week! O_O I don't know where it all went! I mean, I know I feel better now- I've even noticed it's easier to walk and breathe- but 11lbs?! Is that even possible?? ^___^
I think the dragons stole it. >_>;
It's the only explanation.
In Other News:
So, the rest of my day was a bit shitty. -___-;
I went to see the blood specialist at the hospital, about coming off warfarin. He was not as happy about the idea as everyone else seems to be, on account of the fact that if I *AM* prone to thrombosis, then I could develop another clot at any time. So, for that reason, he wants me to stay on blood thinners until I have been tested for blood clotting disorders...... only...... well..... warfarin messes up the test. So I can't stay on warfarin, but I also can't be left to wander around at risk. >_>;
The only solution he offered was clexane, which is the injections I was put on when I went on warfarin in the first place. >_< I need to be on them for 3 weeks, then they will do the necessary tests, and then I will be on them for another week while I go back on warfarin. Then, they will analyse the results and tell me if I am destined for a life on pills. -__-;
The thing that worries me most about this (other than self injecting daily with a chronic needle phobia) is that I am seeing the surgeon about my chest on the 19th of June, and the test won't be done yet. >_<; So I don't know if they will allow the surgery to go ahead over the summer.
Needless to say I was thoroughly bummed when I left the hospital carrying a bag containing a month's worth of death needles filled with the world's most sting-filled medicine.
........and then life apologised by leaving a Monster High Rochelle Goyle on a shelf in Tescos for me. So I forgave it, and the day turned pretty damn awesome. ^__^.
Oh, and the Slimming World thing. Can't forget that, either!
