Why I Love the Doctor

I went to the doctor today for the second time in five weeks to find out what is causing my mysterious stomach ailment (also known as the evil ender of my drinking days). While I usually bemoan the scale in his office because of its overt attempts to bring down my self-esteem, today I wanted to kiss the damn thing. I weighed in at 12 pounds less than I did on the last visit. Taking into account the fact that I was wearing jeans then and a skirt today, we'll call that a 10 lb loss. Maybe the weight loss will motivate me to stick to the extremely limited alcohol consumption plan. At least for a while. :)