Hi, laughing - funny you should mention the bra thing, I stopped in Marshall's today and bought myself a new size! I'd been wearing a 36 C - but I think I'm a 34 D! (You have to understand, to someone who never wore a bra until she was 14, and wore an A cup for years - I find it a little bewildwering to be a D cup. Altho, I know, once I go off the birth control pill, I'll never be a D cup again, so might as well enjoy it, hey??? )
I guess it depends on which side of D you are. I would love to be (my view) a tiny D.... The last time I had a D cup was from 14 to early 30s (before kids) and my waist was 21 inches and my hips 34, and yes, it was all natural. Yes, I was an early bloomer.... thank God, my D didn't take after me.
The surgeries were due to DCIS, and at the time, had I insurance, I probably would have had a reduction and lift done too. I would have loved being a beautiful B cup, because mine always were in my way.
I would think the birth control pills may change things, but it's been so long since I've taken any..... nearly 15 years now.... I don't remember. Now, I don't have to worry about birth control.... nature has run it's course, once the stress of losing my mother, mil, and xh going into replay within 12 months of each other, my hormones didn't stand a chance. Now, I really have to watch what I eat, weight gain is so easy now..... The fun of age and gravity!
I say, enjoy what you have, and if not, make the best of it anyway.... what choice do we really have????
Talk soon, take care of you, God Bless!
Love, Laughing
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you.........
Did my 4 miles on the treadmill yesterday, and got back on track with my eating after the Mexican food feast the night before. Weighed myself this a.m., hoping for some encouragement now that my period is ending - and I'm down 4 1/2 pounds from the start! Some water weight in there, I'm sure, but I figure about 3 lbs of it must be solid weight loss
I am now 169 1/2, as of this morning - which is a huge deal to me since I'd been stuck previously (a couple of times) at 172 and then went up a bit before going back down. That was really a big plateau point. I haven't been in the 160's in like 15 years.
Writing everything I eat down, as well as the calories, helps a lot. I have lost about 12 pounds over almost 4 months, and I'm doing better than I was about eating a similar calorie count daily. The days that the calories are high, they aren't as high as before.
I have almost always been consistent in exercising over the past few years - so that isn't a problem. I love walking, so that is something I do often. We are going out to dinner tonight, so I plan to hit the elliptical for a half hour or so later.
It is so exciting to be getting into the 160's! I probably won't hit 160 this year, but I think 165 is something that is doable. I don't want to race, just get there healthily. I turn 40 in 9 months, so a few pounds a month will get me pretty close to where I should be by then.
I have a really handy little food diary - Prevention magazine put out these 30-day planners a few years ago, a little booklet at the grocery checkout counter. I liked it so much, I bought several, so I am using my last one now. I checked their website but it doesn't look like they make them anymore, so later this week I'll have to get on Word and try to figure out how to make up a similar one for myself - if I get it worked out, I'll send it to you.
I'm off this afternoon to a 50th birthday party for a good high school friend - he's in a neighboring town visiting his folks, and planned a get-together for all out high school buddies. I had great friends in high school - looking forward to seeing them together again
H lost a patient to a surgical complication tonight. It is, sadly, something that will happen to even the best of surgeons once in a blue moon. He's taking it really hard (he's only lost one other patient in his whole career, and that was years ago, even though he operates 2-3 days a week). I feel terrible for the family (elderly husband, with drug-addicted adult child who has already made their "golden years" not so golden). I feel terrible for my H, I know the pain he is going through. And selfishly, I worry about the effect this will have on H's still-somewhat-present MLC. I think I should suggest he get some counseling this time around, to help him deal with it.
This transpired after I got home from a lovely evening with 3 guys I was very good friends with in high school. (The other female classmate who was supposed to be there couldn't make it because her water heater burst.) They all turned 50 this year (I'm the baby, I've got a few months to go) and I must say, I think we've all aged well. Lovely guys, funny, sweet, good people. One's just become a grandpa!
I feel guilty having such a nice evening while things were going so badly for H's patient.
Well, I'm not sure where things stand with H's patient right now. I wrote that post last night as H was on his way into the hospital and they were coding his patient - about an hour later he called and told me she had been resuscitated after all. He spent the night in the hospital and I have not heard from him yet, so I don't know if she survived the night or not. Keep those prayers coming.
I think the hardest thing would be if your husband feels it may be his fault, and perhaps he'll be nervous the next time he goes for surgery. I hope that he is okay, and a counsellor sounds like a good idea.
Well, you know, the thing most people don't know about doctors is, even if it wasn't your fault, you are tormented by thoughts of "gee, if only I'd done this differently or that differently" - kind of like a LBS!
H is actually a superb surgeon, one of the best in his field, but opening people's abdomens up and mucking around inside there is an inherently risky thing. And no matter how well you warn people that there is a risk of bad things happening when you do that, they somehow never think that it could possibly happen to them.