I arrived just in time and was still filling out my paperwork when the nurse called my name.
A bit frazzled, I said, "Oh, but wait! I haven't finished my forms yet."
"That's okay, you can bring them along," she said kindly, shepherding me back.
I babbled on and followed along.
I was continuing to shuffle the clipboard and my gigantic Longchamp around when, to my horror, I realized what was happening.
We had stopped. And I was being weighed.
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No, no, no!
I was wearing my giant, puffy coat! I had shoes on! I was still carrying around that dumb clipboard and holding my overstuffed purse!
I mean, and this was all just insult to my Christmas weight injury!
Unfortunately, the damage had been done.
And that number will sting my brain for days, weeks, and years to come.
Ughhhhhhhh...
I know a number is only a number.
But good gosh, I would have preferred not to have seen that one.
Totally feeling your pain here babe! Age may be nothing but a number; but numbers on a scale are a whole different story! :/
ReplyDeleteP.S. LOVE that you're wearing Liquid Sand right now. There have been so few LS releases in the past year, hopefully 2016 holds a few!
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Haha, feeling your pain ... especially after the holidays! I need to detox but I kinda don't want to!
ReplyDeleteEwww, I'm totally feeling your pain, ma chérie! I hate when the nurses do that, and I simply can't be bothered to be weighed at my doctor's - the number is always horrendous and never accurate! I hope you'll be able to forget this as soon as possible!
ReplyDeleteThat's the worst! The last time I went I asked the nurse if I should take my shoes off when I got on the scale. She said, "You can if you want, but it won't make that much difference." Any little bit helps, lady! I took them right off!
ReplyDeleteI had one of those this past February when it was 10 degrees and I had on like a million layers to stay warm. Oh well!
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