Here is a blessing of birds which will make everything better: [link] Maybe only a tiny bit better, maybe only for a moment, but definitely better.

And he is just as into me as I am into him. ::pinches self::

Yay, smonster! "Smitten", whoa.

Someone just implied that the fact that I take painkillers to deal with pain is a failure of willpower, and that I should just meditate.

Ahahaha! Yeah, right. That person has never had anything more painful than gas.

Drew, my friend A. has some cute scars from laparoscopic gall bladder surgery. Just saying, you know, not a total loss.

Carb cravings R me. Eat or drinking anything really sugary tends to trigger near-uncontrollable carb cravings. I won't even be hungry, just mindlessly prowling around looking for sweets. White bread or a bowl of pasta often does the same thing, depending on what I eat it with. I discovered that a big cup of green tea or coffee will stop it, but I don't know why. The non-crazy version of the Atkins diet was the best eating plan I ever went on; I should do it again. It's hard to do Atkins right when you don't cook, though.

eta: Thanks for the blessing of birds, Andi!

It's hard to do Atkins right when you don't cook, though.

Package of frozen veggies, a thigh from one of those big sacks of individually frozen chicken parts, shove 'em in the microwave, add a pat of butter and some lime juice or Mrs. Dash, or drizzle some dressing over it.... not too bad, and not much effort.

That right there is more cooking than I've ever done in my life.

ION, uh, I can haz boyfriend.

Yay! He sounds fab.

No-more-cough~ma for Em.

askye, wishing you calm. Panic attacks are never good. I hope it settles down very soon.

Including getting fixated and obessive about eating them or having access to them.

I can relate to that. I've been working on the sugar/carb thing - I'm definitely better off them.

WindSparrow, my Girl has a similar situation with her weight (she's only a bit overweight, but it makes her depressed). Doctors don't believe that she eats a ridiculously low-calorie diet and still gains weight. She's trying very hard at the moment, mostly to prove to the doctors that she doesn't live on chocolate while lying to them. Somewhere there is a good doctor who will believe you have a real problem and help you to sort it out. Keep asking and pushing for an answer.

That right there is more cooking than I've ever done in my life.

And me. (I don't even try anymore. I have a tendency to drop things, burn myself, set the kitchen alight...)

Trudy, I know you're right, exercise will help. The irony is, depression makes me barely able to get out of bed, much less put on sneakers and go to the gym. It's kind of a vicious circle.

Gym? Sneakers? Oh please. Fuck that. Baby steps. Bundle up and get some sun and a walk a few times a day and let things start rolling that way. I'm not talking anything as ambitious and fail-prone as an excercise routine right now. Just move your body slightly.

Cabbage leaves thought: at the very least that's going to feel pretty good in a convenient breast-shaped form. And cabbage really is remarkable stuff.

Oh, fat people all lie about what we eat. Didn't you know that? Surely we gorge ourselves on bonbons continually. At one point my Mom was in the hospital for an infection and on IV antibiotics. Eating basically what she had been eating at home and moving around not at all she dropped ten pounds in two weeks. It was all, "hmmm... maybe something is going on here!" Shocker.

A friend of mine, over the course of several years, went on high-blood pressure medication, developed insomnia, and then some third thing I can't remember (drat). When she went to the pharmacy to pick up those three scrips and her birth control pills the pharmacist said, "Go off the pill". Eventually, she was off all four of them and dropped a bunch of weight. She had even asked her doctor about the pill possibility and got an answer along the lines of "you've been on this pill for years, anything it would have done to you would have happened long ago."

That's only tangentally related to the discussions at hand... its mostly "stuff happens" and "find a good pharmacist and ask them shit. they KNOW things. it's spooky."

She had even asked her doctor about the pill possibility and got an answer along the lines of "you've been on this pill for years, anything it would have done to you would have happened long ago."

Yeah, no. Bodies can develop new! exciting! reactions! to anything that they used to happily consume with no repercussions. That's a stupid response.

signed, cannot ingest large amounts of soy anymore, when I used to be able to subsist on edamame and chicken breasts.

Particularly, one would think to freakin' hormones which fluctuate all the damn time even without some extras thrown in.

I feel like many people are oddly cavalier about the pill. They'll stay on it for twenty years without giving it a thought. You're messing with a complex system, you should be doing it for a really good reason. Maybe stop now and again to see what's shakin? Switch to a diaphram? Skip it when you're not dating anyone? Maybe, if you're taking it because your periods were screwy when you were 19 or 22 they wouldn't be anymore?

Off the top of my head I can think of six people who felt peppy and dropped weight once they had their tubes tied and went of the BC they'd been on since they were 17.

And soy, of course, involves Estrogen.

And soy, of course, involves Estrogen.

Yes, it does. (I also can't really eat cheese anymore, which BREAKS MY MOTHERFUCKING HEART.) Ahem.

Lady, what are you doing up so late? Show?

Insomnia!

Actually, I'm getting tired now. Woo hoo!

You just get home from work?