So the cardiologist says he’s okay with the excess wrapped around my stomach, as long as I’m not smoking. But I’m not okay with it.
I’m wondering if there’s not another reason, since I’m down to like one small meal a day and eating about a tenth of what I inhaled daily for the past sixty years. So I thought about it, and pondered, and came up with this: The spinal compression that normally occurs with the aging process has simply decreased the height required to carry the muscle, flesh, and fat and that’s what’s bulging in the center.
If I can stretch myself back up to the original full five feet, the rest will fall back into place.
Lovely rationalization. You must be a writer. 😉
Yeah, and a desperate woman.