At one point, I was weighing in at 47 kilos (I was 80+ at SF) and it really wasn't a pretty look. One thing I did manage to do all the way through though was work :D
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At one point, I was weighing in at 47 kilos (I was 80+ at SF) and it really wasn't a pretty look. One thing I did manage to do all the way through though was work :D
I'm the opposite m8. I'm 17 stone but have the same build as when I was 15 stone everywhere else but my belly... which is distended like a pregnant cow. 7 years of trying different medications, and no relief. It's ok until I bend at the waist, and then puking happens, or I ride a bike and then belching happens... and puking again.
At the moment my life is making enough money online to not have to do anything physical.
Yeah, keep on working to the best of your abilities... otherwise you're just giving up.
Chronic illness is a horrible cross to bear, but as long as u do the best you can make lemonade from lemons... and all the tired metaphors that mock every day that shity physicality makes a devil's advocate of it all, is born out for days that don't suck.