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My Life Thus Far
2005-10-27 16:51:17 (UTC)

Weathering The Raging Hormonal Firestorm

Kiki and I are still suffering from the flu shots we got a
few days ago. My arm feels like I got slugged during a
drinking game I don't remember and every time you touch
Kiki's leg, she cries. I feel bad for her. Next month she
has to go back for the second intallment of her
vaccination. They give it to babies in 2 doses, so they
don't bombard their little systems with too much vaccine
at once. I guess that's a good thing. She probably won't
think so, but a vaccine is better than the flu in my book.
The shot itself isn't really even a shot. They use an
airgun type device called a bioinjector that uses air to
push the vaccine through the skin without breaking it. You
still bleed a bit, but it's far less painful than a
traditional injection and there's no needles involved. It
completely fools children, so that's good, too. Enough
about the flu shot. It isn't an interesting enough topic
to ramble with.

I'm SO PROUD to say that even though my period was like a
raging hormonal firestorm, I never succumbed to the
temptations of anything sweet or salty. No chocolate, no
chips, nothing. Even with the considerate amount of
cramping, bloating and bleeding I've done this week. I've
still managed to lose another pound. I'm down to 181 and
since my period is on it's way out, all of the water
weight will leave with it and I may have lost more! I'm
hoping! I'm so close to my goal (175) I can almost taste
it! Well, not really. What would 175 taste like? Probably
mango sorbet :)

I feel like I should do something nice for Snookums just
because he had his exam today (regardless of if he passes
it or not, which I don't think he'll know for awhile).
Maybe I should make him his favorite dinner or something?
I don't know. I'm trying to stop rewarding people with
food, but it's so much a part of our culture, it's a hard
thing to give up. I hate it when people give me food as a
gift. Especially if it's something I'm trying to stay away
from (like chocolate or candy of any kind). Snookums'
mother sent me a fruit basket when I had Kiki. That was
okay, only, it came with candy, too. All right, already!
Here I go rambling again. I've got other things to be
doing other than rambling about fruit and candy. I'll just
get the house nice and clean and greet Snookums with a BIG
hug and kiss and tell him I love him and am proud of him
no matter how he did on the test. That should be
sufficient enough praise. I don't want him to feel bad if
he didn't do well and I've made a big production when all
he wants to do is forget about it.

I've got cleaning to do. Ciao!




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