For those of you who still read this you're about to get a special glimpse into my life. But I'm so happy about it I could burst. Before I met Scott I was a size 18/20, I don't remember my weight, then of course you get comfortable in a relationship and I went up to a size 28, and weighed in at a whopping 280 pounds. At the time I didn't care, Scott loves me any which way I am so why would I?  Well along comes cancer and chemo knocks me down to 255 pounds, a size 20/22, great numbers for me! But after chemo I ballooned back up. To a whopping 320 pound, a size 28/30. Holy damn was I huge. My doctors were concerned. I was depressed. Fast forward to my dad dies and I realize I don't want to be like him. I love him but I don't want to be him. So I've set mini goals as I've gone and I've watched and loved as my clothing size has dropped from anywhere from a 16-20 now, but my weight still hovers above my chemo weight. My chemo weight is my first big goal, my first go buy yourself something nice goal (well when I can lol). 

Today I have passed my chemo weight! And now my next mini goal is 240, but my next big goal is 220, so stay tuned cause I will be there before you know it!!