Man, I’m starting to loose track of these!
Totally weight loss: 2kgs
Weekly weight loss: 0kgs
Medication: new dosage of 150mg extended release.
Starting today I’m only on the 150mg extended release. The thing I am worrying about the most is sleep. I need my sleep. I love it. Even when I was a baby I slept well and a lot. I get slumpy (sleepy-grumpy) easily and I’m not a nice person to be around. Lately I’ve been using a lot of meditation to help with that.
So the food thing is still an issue. I really can’t eat as much as I used too, and I shoes in things like chocolates. Where as before I could eat a whole sharing bag of Galaxy Counters, these days I struggle with even a quarter. I want more fruit and veggies. It’s like my body is choosing them. I’m also not fussed whether I eat or not. For the most part I’m eating because I should or because I like the taste, not hunger.
I’m also starting to wear some stuff I couldn’t fit into before so maybe my scales are wrong because they don’t show a great loss. I can feel certain parts of my body have changed and I feel I am curvier in the right places. Hubby has noticed a difference too.
I’m still having mood swings but trying really hard to manage them, although I feel they are becoming more noticeable to outsiders. I don’t know if I’m struggling to manage my autism more or not. Those parts of me are struggling to be kept under control.
I need to be in a routine and I need to have things done in a certain way. It’s getting to me more and more when this doesn’t happen. Yes, I know I sound like a spoilt brat but I promise you it’s not just about getting my own way.
Generally still having less foggy brain days (except for the fibro ones), but I am having more aches and pains lately. At the moment I’m choosing to put them down to either fibro, tiredness, or both.
The next 4 weeks will be a challenge especially with Christmas, and I’m toying with the idea of trying to keep a mood by hour diary. This is when you take a 12 hour period, like 8am to 8pm and every hour you right down a number from 1 to 10. 1 being the worst possible mood you can imagine and 10 being the best, manic mood.
But I’m pretty lazy and it is the holidays so we’ll see…