New scale...

We had to go out last night and buy a new scale. No, I didn't break the old one, I think I just wore it out. You had to get on and off the damn thing several times and then take the weight that came up the most. It would have a 2-4lb difference every time you stepped on it. That's a huge difference when you're desperate to lose weight. Now all it says when you get on it is "err". We bought a nice new digital one. Chris got on it and was shocked at his weight. He suddenly wants to take lunch to work and didn't want anything extra from the grocery store this week. He did break down last week and ran out to the store to buy a big bag of candy.

I lost 1/2lb this week only. I'm trying to remain positive and remember that this weight is on a new scale. I did well this week and have no explanation for the small number this week. That makes 8 lbs. total. I've got a whole month to go and I know I can do it. Of course I'd like nothing better than to wake up tomorrow and be 40 lbs lighter but that ain't gonna happen.

This week at work I had a patient who was pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. She's from Guatemala and here on a farm program. I couldn't even look at her. Thank God she didn't need any discharge planning from me. I made a comment to one of her nurses that I would adopt the baby if she didn't want it. I could see this nurse's eyes light up and she wanted to call a Spanish interpreter for me to go speak with her. I told her to stop. I'm too devoted in trying to have my own baby right now. If Chris and I were still with an adoption agency and waiting, I would have gone in to speak with her. But now is not the time. Life can be cruel sometimes.