OKay- its official, I'm depressed.
First of all, I gained 2/10ths of a pound. Miniscule right? Shouldn't be upset, right? Nope. I bawled, and ate a piece of cake and an ice cream bar. I worked SO hard to get to 40 lbs lost before my sister came home (she arrives tomorrow).. and I didn't make it.
Also, Oreo (my dog) tore up our bedroom door today during a thunderstorm. I really don't know what to do, but I'm starting to think we are going to need to send her to philidelphia with my parents. I just cannot deal with her old dog upkeep, or keep up with the expenses she is wracking up left and right. She's now destroyed half a door frame and a solid wood door. Her stomach has acted up 3-4 times causing huge smelly messes. I really just don't know what to do. I'm afraid if we send her off, she will die, and I won't be there. I'm afraid it will really send her for a loop, and she won't be able to handle it. I'm afraid our landlord won't let us have another dog if we send her with my parents.
So, I'm having a bad night, and I'm failing miserably at following my own advice. The whole world seems to be falling apart right now, and I'm just not handling it well.

I'm so sorry that you didn't meet your goal, but you know what? I agree with everyone else! You are doing so well! 37 pounds! That's awesome! Girl, I have been doing WW for nearly 16 weeks now and have STILL only lost 9.5 lbs.! I also agree that, after your humongous loss last week, your body is still adjusting. 2/10 of a pound could have just been a couple of drops of water left in your bladder.
) who had chewing "issues" (as in he devoured an ENTIRE overstuffed couch!) and the vet put him on Prozac and it cured him. I don't think it would cost that much...certainly not as much as people Prozac, even though it's the same thing!

I feel for you. First you have done so well it makes me so
happy to see you suceede. Yes, suceede! When you get as close as you have to your goal that deserves great big hugs and congrats :
: As for your dog, I completely understnd. My dog is named Oreo and he is a mess. Doesn't sound as old. But, he can reck a place inside and out without any thought. Lucky for me I live in the country and he gets lots of freedom, exercise and love. Don't worry about the throwing up it may be the door she ate. And plse
get back on the wagon. Cry alittle and then pat yourself on the bck for your achievements. I wish I was as lucky as you. Hope you get out of the pit soon.