when the nurse came, not sure how long ago, I weighed 165, and Phil said, I thought it would be more. I said, Thanks Phil.

 but I felt miserable, like shit, all the time, and that clocking in was not what I wanted to see.

quit beer, how many days ago, and now I'm down to 152.  so I guess, I'm wrong, drinking beer

does cause a lot of weight gain.  But I also stopped eating, so I wouldn't vomit.  now it's just a little snacking.

when Phil comes home and starts cooking again, I'll eat with him, and keep gauging my weight

on our scale.  I want to stay in the low 150's, happy with that.  I'm worried when I see him again, how thin he's gonna be.  He's kinda mentioned it.

when he's home, it's amazing how much he can eat, unless he goes to bed after drinking and a puff of pot without supper.

but then again, I should be weighing in at over 200 pounds by being on psych meds.  idk.

I'd like to start walking again.  hard to get motivated without Deoge, she can't go for a walk anymore, she lies down in the grass.  But Moose and I will go this weekend.