Checking my blood sugar and doing my injections while I was in hospital was easy. The nurses watch you do it. Doing it at home (and staying away from the chocolate biscuits) is gonna be hard.
The boyfriend wants to help me through it as best he can, but he's not here with me right now. I'm on my own. Two of my friends have already told me that they want nothing more to do with me. I knew this was gonna show me who my real mates are. When the weight starts to come back, I'll lose the more shallow friends I have. Tom keeps asking why I did it. He dosn't understand. he dosn't understand that to get the "amazing body" he couldn't keep his hands off took months of skipping injections and eating virtually nothing. Oh well.
Wish me luck.