this is rare & I’m making the most of it. I continue journaling & visualizing. We ate at Burger King & of course,I couldn’t fit in a booth,so we sat at a table. In a parking lot my husband told me my belly is getting bigger each day. He’s right,it is. Its so huge & so heavy I don’t want to get out of bed in the mornings. To sit up is painful,a dreaded chore. I must bounce into a standing position. It feels like my knees,hips,& lower back are going to shatter like glass dropped on concrete. By time I get to the dining room,I can no longer breathe. I sit in my chair & gasp my hardest to breathe. Microwaving my food or even fixing a sandwich leaves me gasping my hardest to breathe. The lung spasms are unbearable.