Also over the weekend I was @ a birthday party for my stepdad's mother & her lawn chairs are from like 1965 & have rust on them near the bolts. I made the mistake of sitting in one & when I leaned forward to lift my dog onto my lap, the bolts gave out & the chair broke. But I didn't cry. I didn't get angry or indignant. I didn't let it phase me.
Most important about these ^ 2 is I didn't run straight for a big bowl of mac and cheese or a whole order of garlic bread, or a big hot fudge sundae. Yes, it would have been DEVASTATING in public to have broken a chair. But in front of family, it was only mildly embarrassing.
And as for the nurse, she cannot help it. My legs & butt are getting smaller thanks to walking & my stomach is not moving, so I can see why she might have thought that. I'm not angry about it. And I'm NOT comfort eating.




