Booty Call
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There, now that that's out of the way, I'm just giving a brief update-- I worked the last two days and while the patients weren't incredibly sick and all that happened wasn't so terrible, I had two pretty freaking busy days. I didn't even get to take a lunch break yesterday... and since I don't eat any
thing, not even breakfast, until my lunch break (which I usually end up taking around 3 or 4pm anyhow), I was practically eating my own stomach. The day was just that busy... another nurse on my floor didn't get a break either, so I know it's not just me doing poor time management. Oh well.The interesting (and somewhat frightening) thing about the whole deal is that normally I know I get dehydrated at work-- I know I'm not eating or drinking enough those days, so when I weigh more in the morning than I do at the end of the day I know I've actually LOST that weight in the form of water. When it's only 1 pound or something, I'm not so nervous, because I'll most likely drink a liter of water and have something for dinner around 8:30pm or 9. But last night, when the first thing I'd eaten all day was something like 29 hours after the last time I'd eaten, and I weighed 4 pounds less than I had in the morning, I got scared. I wasn't even hungry at that point, but I forced down a little food.
And this morning, all seems to be right in the world-- my weight is back to normal after having eaten some salad and a little rice and beans last night. Excellent.

Isn't that weird though? I mean, who loses weight as the day goes on? I used to make sure to weigh myself early in the morning, naked, after having emptied my bladder and colon as much as possible to see the raddest results... now I weigh less at night, fully clothed, after not having gone to the bathroom all day, and I notice large fluctuations.
Since I'm concerned about all this weight loss, maybe my head is starting to leave the fat person mentality... I mean, what fatty gets upset at having seen a fairly significant short-term weight loss? This fatty, that's who.
Oh well, I'll keep all of my concerned readers abreast of the situation as the weeks progress. As for now, I'm off to Bing for a booty call. I haven't seen my guy in three weeks and work has been stressful... so I'm out of here!

2 Comments:
Ew! Don't your parents read this!?
Love you!
:-)
Hell no-- they haven't caught up on my blog since I read them the entries from the days of my classroom orientation for my job.
Thank God.
PS- Robin and I went to the shingles on campus on Saturday night... it was great and we talked all about missing you and Brian. I really wish you'd been there.
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