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azurelunatic) wrote2004-03-11 01:11 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2004-03-11 01:11 pm
This is really working!
So I went to the plasma place today, and the trainee-guy doing the screening (mini-physical) had an error screen come up...
...the one that comes up when the donor has lost ten pounds or more in the past two months. This is a security flag, because one of the signs of active AIDS is a dramatic weight loss. However, if there's a valid reason for said weight loss, a supervisor signs off on it and the donor is allowed to donate.
I've been walking. Tuesday's weight was the same as the week before (OK, down half a pound) but today's weight was four pounds down from Tuesday's, and I'd actually had a full supper last night and a full breakfast this morning. (My body does that "I will fluctuate your weight by two to four pounds depending on when you've eaten and what it was" thing; this sort of fluctuation does not startle me.) It's the long-term progression that is encouraging me. I may show slight weight increases on any given trip there from the last time, but then I tend to go down a little more the next time.
I've been sort of keeping half an eye on what I'm eating, but I'm more focused on just keeping walking, keeping walking no matter what. I could wimp out and ask my roommate for a ride to school, I could wimp out and head out early and walk very very slowly so I'm not really pushing myself at all -- but I like walking fast. I hate it when my feet go all wonky and swell up so I have a hard time walking, which started happening after the "Now a mirror falls on your foot" incident in July. They used to start swelling up around Bitchy Witchy week. They haven't done that since I started with the walking.
Happy Lunatic. Very happy Lunatic.
For anyone in the audience who may be worried about me developing some sort of mindset problem on this front -- I have hard and fast limits for myself on weight loss. I had a very nice body in high school, and I refuse to push myself to lose weight past my established high school norms, which were established after I wound up wearing the body of a mature woman, and not while I was still developing. And if I hit my high school norms again, and someone tells me that I should have a problem with my body because it's too big, then oh boy are they going to get it.
I prefer the open-handed smack to the cheek, because I stand less risk of breaking bones (theirs) or doing serious injury that way, given that I knocked a six-foot-two man over when smacking him open-handed that way once, and don't wish to do anyone any worse injury.
...the one that comes up when the donor has lost ten pounds or more in the past two months. This is a security flag, because one of the signs of active AIDS is a dramatic weight loss. However, if there's a valid reason for said weight loss, a supervisor signs off on it and the donor is allowed to donate.
I've been walking. Tuesday's weight was the same as the week before (OK, down half a pound) but today's weight was four pounds down from Tuesday's, and I'd actually had a full supper last night and a full breakfast this morning. (My body does that "I will fluctuate your weight by two to four pounds depending on when you've eaten and what it was" thing; this sort of fluctuation does not startle me.) It's the long-term progression that is encouraging me. I may show slight weight increases on any given trip there from the last time, but then I tend to go down a little more the next time.
I've been sort of keeping half an eye on what I'm eating, but I'm more focused on just keeping walking, keeping walking no matter what. I could wimp out and ask my roommate for a ride to school, I could wimp out and head out early and walk very very slowly so I'm not really pushing myself at all -- but I like walking fast. I hate it when my feet go all wonky and swell up so I have a hard time walking, which started happening after the "Now a mirror falls on your foot" incident in July. They used to start swelling up around Bitchy Witchy week. They haven't done that since I started with the walking.
Happy Lunatic. Very happy Lunatic.
For anyone in the audience who may be worried about me developing some sort of mindset problem on this front -- I have hard and fast limits for myself on weight loss. I had a very nice body in high school, and I refuse to push myself to lose weight past my established high school norms, which were established after I wound up wearing the body of a mature woman, and not while I was still developing. And if I hit my high school norms again, and someone tells me that I should have a problem with my body because it's too big, then oh boy are they going to get it.
I prefer the open-handed smack to the cheek, because I stand less risk of breaking bones (theirs) or doing serious injury that way, given that I knocked a six-foot-two man over when smacking him open-handed that way once, and don't wish to do anyone any worse injury.
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