NOW CAN THINGS GET BACK TO NORMAL FOR FUCK SAKES !
I had my blood drawn today. They are checking my thyroid. I'm certain that it is my thyroid. I've heard that your thyroid is what triggers your treat control in your brain.
That's what makes you shove cookies, fat boys, and any thing else in sight in to your mouth. Receptors in your brain apparently send messages to your hands bringing them to your mouth and then once in your stomach these same receptors send the food straight to your ass and hips.
I hope that there is a pill for this....even if it isn't my thyroid. :)
EVERY TIME I have to get poked with a needle (all of my infertile peeps out there can attest to this being A LOT) I freak out. I did learn, that if you make a big deal out of it, given you have a nice technician :) they will use an itty bitty tiny needle...making the poke hardly noticeable at all.
Today I had to make out with the technician for the tiny needle. No sweat I'm pretty sure she played on my team.
Busy weekend. Busy is better !
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