Goosebumps.....

When my husband handed me my plate last night to carry to the dinner table, I actually got goosebumps.... goosebumps people. And not from excitement - but rather from apprehension. Was I going to be able to eat the chicken? The string beans? So funny.... to go from someone who often ate so much that she would perspire, to someone who is so hesitant to eat... therein lies the beauty of the band. I admit that this is probably not a perfect situation - and I acknowledge that I am in a process of self-discovery and adjustment, but seriously, I am not going to eat garbage - it just is not worth it.