Now what? dunno. Can't decide. *shrug*
Oh, since this is a fairly physical interlude, I discovered a new trick while lying on the table, waiting for treatment. I can clasp my hands over my abdomen while resting my elbows on the table. First time in my life I could do that. Sort of like how I can circle my fingers around my wrist without squeezing, though I've been able to do that for a while. I don't know, it's not that big of a deal when written out, but the shock of realizing that my arms were touching two things (table and each other) was definite.
That's the first gastric bypass-related realization I've had in a while. I guess I am getting more comfortable in my size, by which I mean more used to it. So it appears that the evil Remeron is finally out of my system after a year and more, and I've gone back to gradually losing a little weight. I'm not going near the scale though, as I'm a little mentally friable at the moment, and the last thing I need to do is get obsessed and depressed about numbers. *nod*