My bedroom, right by my window, smells like fire. Wood-burning fire. No idea why. It’s driving me insane.

I love you and your gift of finding the path that works best for you. You inspire me, friend.

I then stuck them in my goal clothes tub and kinda forgot about them.

Going through those clothes today and put them on because why not. And somehow, they fit. Perfectly. 😭

Thank you, Mounjaro.

I found these discontinued Kate Spade logo tape yoga pants for a song a long time ago. Couldn’t resist buying them. They’re a size extra small and I knew they’d never fit, but that’s rare style to find. I figured I could trade for a larger size someday, or resell if I didn’t come across them.

I ship this.

Trying to nap off a cold. Brain is too wired. My nurse is taunting me by easily sleeping right next to my head. I’d like to file a complaint.

Celebrating a surgery milestone (at least for now, the seroma has resolved!) with gently boozy Rosé cupcakes, topped with strawberry buttercream and pearls.

Delayed post, but I represented my Irish last name with my latest Belly Book sticker!

Simply adding unflavored whey protein powder to basically everything is my new way of life.

Back for week 6 of ?

Don’t lose weight, friends. It’s very bad for you. Just eat cake.

I’m just so frustrated. You know what? I wasn’t healthy when I weighed 297 pounds. I know that. But I was, genuinely, happy. I don’t understand why my body can’t just cooperate and I’m rapidly reaching the end of my patience.

I currently feel like I have no end in sight. It’s costing me $500 a week to do this and that’s with insurance. It would be $3K without it.

What’s less common is the amount of procedures this is requiring to resolve. My body will always find a way to be resistant to anything medicinal. Always.

So. I’ve been forced to go into the hospital weekly for the past 5 weeks due to my body forming a water balloon in the area I had excess skin removed. Apparently this is fairly common for patients who’ve lost as much as weight as I did (170ish pounds).

Surviving the Marshall Fire means I’m now the weird friend proactively texting anyone I might know with a warning when a new fire breaks out in their area.

You can’t hurt me, I trained a cat recovering from dual rupture-knee surgery on her hind legs to use BED STAIRS

Local Colorado (Denver metro) friends: anyone have a need for a walker? I have 2, one has a seat and one doesn’t. They are in thrifted condition, used but but still have a lot of life. I got them for a song and I’m happy to pass them on. I can even deliver whichever one you’d like.

Spent a few hours in the hospital today for a short outpatient procedure due to my minor but annoying abdominal surgery setback. Everything is fine, I’m just impatient. At least there’s a giraffe!

Life update

Because sometimes, like tonight when I’m dealing with a likely very minor and just annoying abdominal surgery setback, I wonder if it was worth it. And you know what? Sometimes I think it wasn’t.

I’ve lost 170 pounds and my body has done nothing but be difficult ever since.

My hot take is that sometimes I think I was happier before I did all this work and lost all that weight.

What is WRONG with the other reporters in the room? How do they not SAY SOMETHING?

I would smile SO MUCH if he resigned. I’d even consider smiling AT HIM. That’s how much I’d smile.

Also, if a man ever berated me about smiling like the President did today to a longtime reporter, I’d be hitting him with my very tiny fists before I even realized I was doing so.

The IMLS Propaganda Machine Is In Full Swing The agency overseeing U.S. libraries and museums is now full-on regime propaganda.

ICYMI amidst all of the other dumpster fires, $14 million was stolen from libraries and funneled to Hillsdale College and PragerU to fund white supremacist revisionist history and pro-regime propaganda. Cuts to IMLS funding will impact small public libraries the hardest.

The Kennedy Center was going to host Hamilton. Then Trump put his name on it and lost that and countless other performances.

Everything that man touches dies.

Life is short, friends. When you’re in pain, eat the dang dessert first.

I’ve been off Mounjaro now for nearly 3 weeks. I stopped Phentermine about a week and a half ago. And I’ve laid around like a lump now for over a week and shamelessly eaten cake whenever I wanted to.

Weighed myself today for the first time since pre-surgery and I’ve gained exactly 1 pound. 🤡

Oh, it’s fine. I had an abdominoplasty, panniculectomy and mons lift done 9 days ago. This is my weight loss finish line :)

I know I’ll get there. I suppose this is why no one has ever accused me of patience.

The interesting thing about recovering from abdominal-located surgery is that I do see a progression in healing after a little over a week, but it still hurts just as badly as day 1 did whenever I move. I’m still not standing fully upright.