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Earlier this morning, it was 25.2C at my desk, and I was freezing, shivering, and my nails were starting to go blue. Seriously, sack o' meat, what's up with that?
It's now 25.8C, and I'm still cold, but no longer going blue.
In other news, last night we had a bridge club subcommittee meeting at my parent's house. While we were there, I checked my weight on their scales. Now, I know they really need to be recalibrated, but the heaviest weight I could get on them was 46kg. Which is on the edge of "We're going to watch you and hospitalise you at the least excuse" weight. Again, sack o' meat, why do you keep falling in mass?
She-Boss spent some time worrying at me earlier this week, because she could see I'd been losing weight (3-4 kg this year, which is accurate according to my scales at home (8.5 stone to just under 8 stone), but I was 52/53 on the parental scales at Christmas). The subcutaneous fat appears to be melting away, and I don't know how to fix it. Everyone knows what to do if you want to lose weight, but wtf do you do when you can't keep it on, your appetite has dropped to a normal adult level and eating more than you want precipitates bouts of nausea? I can't eat less healthily than I do - I'm at approximately my RDI unless we go to someone else's place for dinner, and eating food in different proportions makes me feel worse. I haven't craved sugary things in quite a while. Yesterday I was thinking about buying a pack of chips to eat and then I checked the notion out with the sack o' meat which said "Don't want it - you've had your RDI of sodium already today". The only things I really crave are fresh fruit and veges, which, unless you're eating stupidly large amounts or smothering them in butter (ew!) don't really help with gaining weight. I've started leaving food on my plate at restaurants, for heavens sake! And not wanting seconds!
Make that now 26.6 and I'm overheating. It feels so good.
It's now 25.8C, and I'm still cold, but no longer going blue.
In other news, last night we had a bridge club subcommittee meeting at my parent's house. While we were there, I checked my weight on their scales. Now, I know they really need to be recalibrated, but the heaviest weight I could get on them was 46kg. Which is on the edge of "We're going to watch you and hospitalise you at the least excuse" weight. Again, sack o' meat, why do you keep falling in mass?
She-Boss spent some time worrying at me earlier this week, because she could see I'd been losing weight (3-4 kg this year, which is accurate according to my scales at home (8.5 stone to just under 8 stone), but I was 52/53 on the parental scales at Christmas). The subcutaneous fat appears to be melting away, and I don't know how to fix it. Everyone knows what to do if you want to lose weight, but wtf do you do when you can't keep it on, your appetite has dropped to a normal adult level and eating more than you want precipitates bouts of nausea? I can't eat less healthily than I do - I'm at approximately my RDI unless we go to someone else's place for dinner, and eating food in different proportions makes me feel worse. I haven't craved sugary things in quite a while. Yesterday I was thinking about buying a pack of chips to eat and then I checked the notion out with the sack o' meat which said "Don't want it - you've had your RDI of sodium already today". The only things I really crave are fresh fruit and veges, which, unless you're eating stupidly large amounts or smothering them in butter (ew!) don't really help with gaining weight. I've started leaving food on my plate at restaurants, for heavens sake! And not wanting seconds!
Make that now 26.6 and I'm overheating. It feels so good.
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