False Hope Sucks

I didn't go to fat doctor Friday...

I went today.
& now know that Monday is the day to go,
not Friday when everyone else is there.

As you know, I ask them not to tell me what the scale says.
Because I go by mine at home.
They don't take me seriously...
I step off the scale and hear, "OMG, you've lost 6 lbs!"
So, I look down at what she wrote. 180.
As calmly as I could, I said, "No, I haven't. My scale has said that amount for at least the last 3 weeks."

Obviously, I am pissed.

I think I'm going to throw my scale away.
Or have the hubbs hide it and make him swear to not get it out no matter how much I beg or get pissed at him.

I got 2 shots.
1 in each hip.
That sucked.