He put in another 0.5cc.
He calls me "kiddo". Which I find endearing.
His nurse on the other hand is SUPER JUDGY and it makes me feel bad about myself and I hate that I let her get to me.
I know I haven't been the best. I am working on it though. I am trying and even though I fall down sometimes I try not to get frustrated and I just trek on.
Today the scale said 290.2 at the doctors office. Which was like 3 pounds down from the last time I was there 6 weeks ago. I'm not sure why but I feel like his scale hates me.
Never the less, that was 3 pounds down and I was just glad for movement in the right direction.
So I'm sitting in the exam room waiting on him and his nurse comes in and the first thing out of her mouth was "are you even trying?"
I was so flabbergasted I wasn't sure what to say but I finally uttered something like "of course I am" and that was about all I said. She proceeded to lecture me about the proper use of the band and treated me like a fool.
I absolutely appreciate people who are willing to teach you and who value education because I truly value education.
What I don't appreciate is being talked at and made to feel like a failure every time I walk in there.
Trying to shake off the negative.
On a positive note, I'm going shopping today for a suit for my residency interviews etc. I'm so excited! I can't believe it's so near!!!