Two years and 20 days I’ve had these braces. We’re coming to the final adjustments, where the little things will make a big difference.

A narrative of my journeys with diet, exercise, and various healthcare professionals
Two years and 20 days I’ve had these braces. We’re coming to the final adjustments, where the little things will make a big difference.

Tracking in two apps this week for extra accountability. Posting my food logs to annoy my friends and followers.


Triangle elastics. How I love to hate you. #braces instagram.com/p/wMcmwGNU0X/
Remember those cute little bumps that cropped up on my face back in September?

I keep meaning to post a follow-up about that. Because, boy howdy, that was not the end of it by a long shot.
By the next morning (Thursday the 25th) they had expanded to become an embarrassing and slightly swollen red rash. By that Friday, my eye was swollen nearly shut, and it was time for professional medical intervention.
(Weird swollen face photos ahead. You have been warned.)
As I mentioned before, I did have an off-site training session to attend on Thursday, during which I kept my hair as much in my face as possible, even though (in retrospect) it really didn’t look that bad.
Antihistamines kept me from scratching my face off, but the redness and swelling didn’t seem to be going anywhere. In fact, they were getting worse. My face felt like it was sunburnt during that hour’s drive home.
I conferred with both my husband and my BFF that evening, and they both agreed that I should really take a sick day on Friday to hit up the local Urgent Care. I e-mailed my boss to let her know I wouldn’t be in, then went to bed.
During the night, the left side of my face swelled up like a supernova.
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I kind of skipped my October weigh-in post, so I’ll do a pre-Thanksgiving weigh-in. I figure that my goal for the next month or so is to maintain, and not gain back any more than a couple of pounds. I’ve been holding steady within the same three-pound range for about three months now, so I have a good chance of continuing to maintain into the new year.
My Weight Watchers leader finally asked me a while back if I’d thought about a goal weight, since I’m now within my healthy range of 139-174. My goal right now is 160, although I’ll be OK with adjusting it if it’s warranted. First, though, I have to get there — or at least give it a good try. That’s about 11 more pounds to go.
NSVs:
Non-scale failwhale:
Every time I talk in a WW meeting about what tools I use to keep myself on track, whether it’s me being a giant data hoarder or just continuing to track on my off-days, somehow things get turned around and I get labeled as “brave” or “admirable” for going above and beyond. That makes me uncomfortable for many reasons. Mainly, I don’t want to come off like that. I don’t want people to think I’m bragging about how hardcore I am. I’m not. I struggle just as much as everyone else in the room. I’m just trying to share what’s been working for me.
I appreciate the respect of my fellow WW members (and friends and acquaintances and blog subscribers), and it amazes and baffles me that I’m an inspiration to others, but I’m just like you. Don’t think I’m not.