It's almost October. Just passed my two months post surgery. Everything seems to be going along. I'm down to 254. I think that's what I was 7 yrs ago when I arrived in Vegas. Total loss= 57lbs. I'm eating just about everything now. Just a bit worried about my hair loss. It's starting to thin out.

I'm enjoying the comfort of my clothes. Everything used to be tight and now stuff falls off. Even my skin looks better, no more colored spots. I feel alot of energy, yet I sleep less than before.

It's always a mental battle during meals. I force myself to face the fullness and stop eating. I sometimes want to ignore it, but it's there yelling with pain, I'M FULL ! NO MORE! I really love water. It's like my best friend.

Coming back to the office after my restroom break, I saw a new employee. "He" was wearing dark blue scrubs with a white lab coat. A piece of paper on hand and escorting a patient down the hall. His face is cute with little Asian eyes. He smiles and I smile back. I turn to open my dept door and he passes by. He keeps looking and turns back for a final smile. oh, I ask myself was he looking at me? He's just my type. I gotta hang out in the hallways alot more.

The Big Loser, (84lbs to go) :mad: