Apr 112011

i’ve been feeling pretty frumpy lately…. i hate that feeling… why can’t i just be comfortable in my own skin?

i’m over weight… yes i know… i have been over weight since the birth of my spawn… i don’t consider myself obese (although the health charts do)…but i prefer to think of myself as rubenesque… ha!

i had been doing pretty well losing some weight prior to my diagnosis… and for the past 6 months i have resorted to that old friend of mine… food… yes, food… i drown myself in it… i seek comfort in it… it makes me happy, it makes me angry, it makes me sad, it fulfills me… you see it meets many of my emotional needs… wrong.. i know

when the doc put me on copaxone i was excited! not because of the excrutiatingly painful injections, or the fact that there is about an 80% chance that my MS will be slowed a bit… but because copaxone is injected into fat… my doc said that people of my size tend to do better on this drug… hmmm… so i immediately embraced my fat… sick isn’t it? and i ate…and i ate…and i ate… and i continue to eat… what the hell?

and exercise is not really happening for me… i’m going to buy a bathing suit (scary shit) so that i can put my fat ass in the pool… that will help some…

depressing… and i’m not sure what is going on with the hair… on my head 😉

it’s at the point that if i’m going to keep it super short and choppy, well, it needs a shave… if not, if i’m going to grow it a bit then i’m in one of those bad hair places for a month or so… i look like a dork…like a bowl was placed atop my noggin and my hair trimmed neatly around it…. bleh

Being an adult is like looking both ways before you cross the street and then getting hit by an airplane.

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