Holy POOOOP. : )
this calls for a dance party. and a glass of wine! ha. just kidding. better not push the envelope. I did have a whole bottle of wine and lots of cheese this past Saturday. insert monkey holding hands over eyes face here. i’m caught in an eating-my-feelings vicious circle. or it’s more like a tornado.
anyway. this pic below is my marker and how I know it’s been one full year… because it’s my first cup of COFFEE since getting out of the last flare. the official ‘cheers! the flare peaced-out’ – I only get coffee back in my life when it’s safe to say the flare is gone. I was in Mexico. Feb 5th, 2017. can you see the love in my eyes? not sure what I was doing up at 8:33 am on vacation, but anyway…
and here’s the gross bag-a-bones selfie. another selfie I usually don’t miss. documentation, folks. documentation.
I was down to 111 lbs. and today at the doctor’s I checked in at 127 lbs. I was at Health Sciences Centre this morning for some medical testing…i’m in a research study. and they took TEN VIALS OF BLOOD from me. and then I ended up on a stretcher. LOL. oooooh jennnna.
also had to throw in that next picture of me basking in the morning sun ↑, sipping that delicious cup of coffee. #takemeback.
I’m heading back to Mesa, Arizona shortly (!!!) and I maaaay just have to take a trip down to Rocky Point, Mexico for the weekend. and get my toes in that ocean. cause….. eat dirt.
hasta luego, peeps.