Things are looking up. Except for the bathing suit shopping.

I didn't think it would happen after the first 4 days of hell, but I'm starting to adjust to my Metformin. You know, just in time to increase it again on Sunday! Regulating the carbohydrates seems to help a good deal. Fingers crossed that upping my dose doesn't send me into a tailspin!

This weekend I am headed to the lake for a low-key bachelorette party. One of J's oldest friends is getting married next weekend, so I am headed out of town with his fiance'. There will be wine tasting (I'm going to take this VERY easy, for fear I will be a bloated gassy mess the rest of the weekend), sunshine, a nice dinner, and a party back at our hotel (on the lake). It should be a relaxing weekend!

What do you need when you go to the lake? A bathing suit. Sweet 8lb 6oz sweet sweet baby Jesus.... a bathing suit. I have a fairly cute one-piece I got at Target last year. However, a one-piece is challenging for me because I am pretty hippy. When I shop for a two piece I can wear a medium on the top, but need a XL for the bottom. As I'm sure you can imagine, if I buy a suit big enough to fit Ol' Big Booty Judy, then the girls aren't snuggled in like they deserve. But, I'm not certain the general populous is ready for this pasty gut. I figure that I need both so that I can decide when I get there how I'm feeling.

Bathing suit shopping is torture!

I found a top at Macy's that I really like. Flattering for the girls, cute style, the last one in my size -perfect! Now the hunt for the bottoms... UGH. I had a meltdown in the dressing room. Why does the trim of bathing suits need to have such tight elastic? It cuts in and that isn't cute. I could have smacked a bathing suit designer in the face while I tried on 9 different black bottoms. Said designer is probably a 40 year old woman that is 5'11" and 120lbs. Gorgeous and tan. At least that is what I was imagining when I thought of the various methods I could use to punish her.

I did end up finding one... in the plus sized section. The section I thought I'd left for good. It isn't my favorite, but it will have to do. Now I can just suck it up and get to work on my tan. Because as my beautiful mama always says -

Fat looks so much better tan.

Gas.

I have just started my fourth day on Metformin. Let me tell you that days 2 and 3 were a bit of a doozie. Firstly, thank you to those that left comments about your experiences. I am going to make sure I take my doses mid-meal, avoid sugary foods, etc.

I am definitely going to have to be more choosy about what I consume. I met a dear friend for happy hour last night to talk through her man-troubles. I had a glass of red wine and before I even finished it, my stomach was bloated and gurgling. When I left it was full-blown pissed off. I had such rancid gas that I was giving my dog a run for her money (and she's been through a poo-eating phase!). The stomach cramps and bloat were equally as awful. In fact, this morning I am still bloated.

The plan is to watch/balance my carb and sugar intake. I've got to get this under control before I can move one to the increased dosage (and then do that again for the next step).

This is the first medicine I've been given that has given me any real side effects. My thoughts? This is for the birds.