Nine pounds. That’s how much I’ve gained in three months. So said the doctor’s scale this morning. Bummer. I knew I was putting on weight, after all, I’ve been eating fudge, potato chips, and other yummy fattening snacks regularly the last month or so, but I didn’t think it would be that much. Maybe 5 pounds, I thought. It’s a good thing I had a doctor’s appointment today.
The good news is that Doc was fine with my blood pressure, and he saw nothing problematic in my electrogram. Hurrah!
The nine pounds? Time to sweat.