See, I can do math.
I haven't seen the scale this low in a few years. I would like to give big smooches to myself for going to the doctor. If I hadn't have gone to the doctor, I would never have known about my extremely lazy thyroid. Thanks to that lovely pill I take every day, and the exercise I now enjoy, my clothes are looser, and I feel like a million bucks. Joy.
In celebration of this, I shall take down the picture of myself that is a year old. I love my short hair. It's time to celebrate it on this blog.
8 pounds ain't nothing when I've already lost 30!
2 comments:
You, me and my sister get that thyroid from our grandmother. What a gift, eh?
I must have gotten it from both sides, because Mom has it too. I'm just so glad I don't feel like I did before I started taking synthroid!
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