I neeeeed another contest. (Hello?? Steve??) The next weight loss contest at the posh club starts a week from Monday. I need it to start now! I never knew I was such a joiner.
Took the kids to get some clothes for Evan's big day. I stopped by the woman's department to see if they had anything to offer me and went into the dressing room with a handful of mostly size 20 clothes. Luckily, I was shopping at Nordstrom's where a sales lady is there to help the hopeless, such as my hopeless self. I purchased size 16 clothes. Boo Yah!
I have no idea what size I am, what I look like. Really, it is kind of scary. No idea. Back to the couch.
My latest chelation related weird symptoms include the interior of my mouth feeling completely different than it usually does. Can the interior of a person's mouth feel bony? That bony mouth sensation in addition to yesterday's nasty metallic back of the throat taste inspired the chiro to tell me that some heavy metals are stored in gum tissue. Not any more? (Let's hope) My head hurt like a SOB all day today but I can't blame it on the chelation when yesterday I gave in to a corn chip urge when Matt was snacking close by. Corn is not my friend.
And I'm starting to think that the people who keep telling me that my symptoms are age related and that they feel the same way aren't my friends either. There is a chance maybe we all have something, the same thing going on, but people don't seem to realize that when I say my thinking is fuzzy, it means I am a virtual slow motion blink away from nodding off at any given moment of the day. It means there is white noise in my head which drowns out 90% of anything I politely pretend to hear you say. It means that despite my alert appearance and smiling expression I am totally checked out. Maybe I should make an attempt to look the part. What ever. I'm just frustrated that this taking so long.
PS: From the dressing room I sent lil sis a hilarious text photo of me wearing some kind of cuh-razy Stevie Nicks outfit today. Not 10 seconds later she texted back NO. I might be (heavy metals or whatever) an intellectual idiot these days, but my sense of humor is intact.
I hear you - give me just a little longer. :-) You wouldn't believe how many have said the same thing. I am humbled to see the Perfect 10 made that big of an impact.
Posted by: South Beach Steve | March 28, 2010 at 12:05 AM
Booh Yah, Click!!! =)
Just imagine how many folk have to use drugs/meds to get to that checked-out state you're currently battling. Zoning out for free! Hang in there and keep encouraging your body; it's really a trooper, working so hard.
Posted by: Pippa | March 28, 2010 at 06:15 AM