I made the mistake of weighing myself this morning. Bad idea. When you are usually purging 3-6/day and one day you eat like a normal person and don't throw it up, it naturally follows the scale will show it's gone up two pounds or so, since the body holds onto fluid, etc. I SHOULD KNOW THIS BY NOW. But no, I had to get on that stupid scale. Furthermore, I had a doctors appointment and the nurse who did my vitals wasn't the usual nurse. She weighed me and this time I'd also eaten and had my morning coffee. Seeing an even HIGHER number freaked me out. Logically I know there's no way I could have gained x pounds in one day, especially when my total caloric intake is around y right now (as I'm building it up).
Why do numbers dictate whether the day is going to be a good day or a bad day?
Boo! I want to throw a pity party for myself. I went on a walk and that helped but as you can tell by the picture, I look pretty dreary.