I'm in a bad place right now. Had surgery on August 11,2015. I was 285 day of surgery...I am now 243.5. I have been 243.5 for over a week now. I'm frustrated...sad...and missing food so bad that I cry all the time. I'm Italian and used to be a huge Pasta...bread....cheese person. Yesterday my husband made an amazing sauce and I sat there as my family made yummy noises and ate my favorite things. It didn't bother me before this stall but now I'm miserable. I exercise 6 times a week...35 minutes on the treadmill at 3.2-3.5 and then lift light weights for 15 minutes. I don't know what to do. I just cracked into my kids candy for the first time...tiny bites of butterfinger and babe Ruth. It was glorious...I'm waiting for my stomach to explode or do something. I'm so depressed.
Last pic was taken on Friday.