Oh, Happy Day~~~~~

Yes, it is!! I felt it when my feet hit the floor.

I am now -43 pounds. That's another 2 pounds floating elsewhere besides my body! I know my folks would be proud. I've battled weight all of my life and I certainly did not do it alone!

When I was 10, I got into trouble with b/p. Why? Because Dr. Marion Carter scared me to death everytime we had to go into her office! She was like the wicked witch of the West, but a very good doctor! Go figure! Anyhow, she helped create what's commonly called 'white coat anxiety'. You'd show me any medical person coming at me with a b/p cuff and I'd show you how to make the blood pump out of your ears!

Anyhow, in grade 6, she gave us a diet from Hillcrest Hospital and my sweet mother cooked it to a "T". I peeled that weight off prior to grade 7 and was a skinny middle schooler. That lasted until my Senior year in high school and slowly, it really began to pack back on after I graduated. In Baylor, I could've rolled to classes!

As we worked diligently (as a team...mother and I) back in my very young days, daddy was in it as well! He promised me a Palamino horse when I got back to 99 pounds. Only problem was THAT'S WHAT I WEIGHED AT BIRTH!!! lololol
I tried my darndest, but it didn't happen. Point was, he tossed something in ring for incentive...they both were behind me a hundred percent!

I guess I was content with the beautiful Paint Horses I had along the way and one fun Bucksin boy. He was a pleasure, gaited, single foot...like riding a rocking chair comparable to none other!

Today, I have many friends, old high school classmates and family who seem faithful to this epistle. I thank you all -- it's a strong support link and yes, I do think of it often. What I've had done was very aggressive and a little dangerous (anytime they put you under for any length of time). In fact, I still wonder why I landed in recovery at 8 a.m., but did not awaken until around 1 p.m. That guy REALLY PUT ME UNDER.

Can't help but wonder if something happened, did they also use a really big hammer to KNOCK me out, did the guy have it in for one more FAT GIRL on the table or was I just taking advantage of help to sleep? We'll never know and that's probably best.

The bottom line here is it's working, I'm excited and boy am I changin' looks drastically. YIPPEE SKIPPY!!!!

And, so, another piece of news from her to him, from me to you, from her to her and from moi to moo. Have a good one although it's tax day! Yuck!!!