I have officially put on 16lbs since my first chemo.
Is it the steroids?
Is it the fact that I can't move for a whole week whilst in chemo coma?
Or is it that I'm eating so bloody healthy that sod's law is turning all the fruit and veg into sugar and I'm getting fat?
I have 3 more chemo's to go. So that means another potential 16lbs! So I predict that I could actually put on 32lbs whilst having chemotherapy.
Oh my god. That’s loads.
The hub is back in a month, he may not recognise me when he gets back. I'll be a bald overweight lump.
Vanity has stricken and I simply can't get any bigger. I can feel my own body weight, that must sound weird but when I walk around I feel heavy. It actually feels like I'm wearing a fat suit but I can't take it off. This may be the most I've ever weighed.
The problem is that I have no energy to exercise; I'm eating really healthy so I don't know what else to do. I can't eat less cause I need to keep my body strong and I can't go to the gym because I'll either fall asleep on the treadmill or collapse.
16lbs, I can't believe it. That's like carrying a rucksack of potatoes!
Monday, 8 June 2009
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