I hopped on the scales this morning, wondering what my weight might be. (Needing every advantage, I always weigh first thing in the morning, naked, before consuming anything.) About two weeks ago, I noticed I’d lost 5 pounds since my diagnosis 5 weeks ago and wanted to see if the weight had stayed off. It was a tiny bright spot that I didn’t expect to last. (I’ve always assumed the first 5 pounds is water weight, normal fluctuation, etc.)
Surprise. Not only did it last, but I’m now down 10 pounds! That weight and more has needed to come off for a long time, and this time I haven’t even been trying. In fact, I’d swear that except for the first 2 or 3 days post op, I’ve been eating the same as always.
Certainly makes “wear loose, comfortable clothing” easy to do, since that’s my normal style anyway. But my already loose, comfortable pants are beginning to resemble parachute pants. … groan … Except for a few specialty items, I’d not planned on buying new clothes. I hate clothes shopping!
Yes, I will add this to my list of things to mention to the doctor on the 9th. But I’ve got a lot of leeway before weight loss becomes a serious concern.