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Today was my second appointment with Jackie. And for once in my life I was actually pretty psyched about the weigh-in.
“Nice work,” Jackie said, reading off the number. “How are you feeling these days?”
“Great!” I may have said it a little too enthusiastically. I was just so happy about the scale.
“How are the cravings?”
“Much better,” I said. “I mean, I’d still love a Butterfinger every now and then, but it really has gotten easier.”
“I’m glad,” Jackie said. “And do you see how your skin has cleared up?”
It’s true. Almost all my acne is gone. It’s really amazing.
We went over what I’ve been eating lately, and Jackie made a few suggestions, and then our time was up. Since she’s seeing me as a favor to my mom, she’s just squeezing me in when she can.
I left her office feeling ha
