Oh man, I am eating. I make sure that even if I'm out with a friend that somewhere along the way we get beverages (either lattes, fraps or cokes) and we stop every couple hours for snacks. Even if I know I can't eat a whole sandwich, I offer up "Would you like to split it with me?"

Thankfully, size 0 right now is too small, but the size 3's are still roomy. I don't want to spend a whole lot of money on clothes that I'm eager to outgrow, but it would be nice to have just ONE decent outfit. I'm too old to be wearing fashions that Paris Hilton would wear.

As for the eating...I'm hungry almost all the dang time. It's hit or miss if I can get breads down, but I consider it to be a success if I can jam at least half a cheeseburger before my saliva glands wear out. I can do pretty well with french fries too. The past couple of weeks I've had a sore throat, which I am not going to worry about. I mentioned it to my ENT last week, he checked and didn't seem to think there were any problems. It's possibly that my sore throat is due to the new eating habits and my occasional fits of having food getting caught in my throat.

Good to know that the boobs MIGHT come back. A friend drove me past a local physical therapy place that would be closer than the CCC in Denver. I've been thinking about not only getting more physical therapy, but possibly finding someone to help with getting my overall muscle mass back.

Jen