I've just realised that I never made a post about this week's weigh in. I've had a very difficult couple of weeks medically and been sleeping a great deal as a result. I'm afraid the days have been somewhat slipping away from me. It's taken me until the last couple of days to get my head together and regain normality a bit.
So - I last posted on Tuesday night, when I'd been out for a meal with my husband, done it within my points and enjoyed it as a very proud full-stop to a successfully on-plan week.
It even gets better! As well as my pride over my meal out, I've managed to endure an unpleasant couple of weeks at the hands of my idiot body without going off plan. Before now I'd have used any kind of medical crisis (of which I have my fair share) as an excuse to go wildly off plan, gained weight accordingly and spent the following weeks furiously flagellating myself for it.
This time I've somehow (and I'm not sure how, it just happened) taken the view that some things are more important than using food as a comfort blanket, and instead used a combination of a loving husband and family, a warm and purring cat (of all of them Holly, one of our old girls and very much a 'mummy's girl', always seems to know somehow when I'm not at my best) and a thick and cosy duvet in front of some good TV. It's been strangely, but very significantly satisfying.
The only thing I haven't been able to do anything about is that I haven't been able to really do any exercise for about the last 10 days. To try would have been silly. Hopefully I'll be able to get back to it soon.
Anyway - my weigh in! I recorded a loss of 1lb on Wednesday morning, and was absolutely delighted. Onwards and downwards!