I've had a thumb-size stomach for 243 days. Not including the days of my infancy when stomach size was out of my control. I don't know what I'm down since surgery. Remember...no scale in the apartment.
My nose looks bigger.I can reach my toenails to paint them.Here's whereI put my food. In my mouth, not my nose. (Even my nostrils shrunk).My face is so thin I can contort it so that I look like a dweeb. It's what the girls like.
I see dead people.
Better than nothing. I don't know why I lean in all my photos.I got new classes. I love them.