It's official. My pants no longer can do up. This makes me sad, as I love my jeans. I do have some in a larger size, but they're "tummy control" and that defeats the purpose because they will squish everything. I feel like my body is out of proportion.
Work is a tight space, and I feel like I am bumping into everything with either my belly or my butt.
Tomorrow, I am leaving work early to go and do my Glucose test. I am having my mom go with me. I dislike needles, and even sitting around for an hour would be boring. We'll see how that goes.
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