Hi all, I've now progressed (or regressed) to OTT anger at random people.
Last night went to my first Weight Watchers meeting for a while (last one being when I weighed in and then told her I was pregnant). Feels like ages ago even though it was only 3 weeks. I phoned the leader beforehand to say I was coming back and she was lovely, and I'd been having a really good day, feeling all philosophical and patting myself on the back for handling everything really well. . . .
So I get there (with DP, he goes too), and the first thing we are confronted with is that the woman checking you in and handing out cards has her stupid baby sitting right next to her. I said, loudly enough I thought, that I hadn't been for a while, because I was pregnant, but am not anymore. She is apparently deaf, keeps looking for my card, then looks at me and says 'have you reached goal?' and I'm thinking 'no you stupid bint, I'm as big as a house, do I look like I've EVER reached goal?' so I said again, louder, 'I quit coming a few weeks back because I was pregnant, but now I'm not, so I am back'. She asked when was the last time you came, and I said again, I don't know, a few weeks ago. I finally had to dig out my own record card with the date on it and say it was three weeks ago. The leader saw me struggling, bless her, and ran over and whispered something in the woman's ear, then snatched my card away from her and kept it until I went up to be weighed (I presume she was removing the info about my being pregnant).
Along with the first baby, there were two other babies in the room, a pregnant lady who'd come with her friend, and about 4 other school age children. The room just felt really close and DP and I were both feeling really uncomfortable. The leader came over and said 'If I hug you, will you cry?' and I said 'yep, probably' so she said 'I'll leave it then'. She is lovely.
Normally the procedure is that you get a number when you check in, and then you are called in groups of 5 to get weighed (basically it keeps the queue moving and everyone doesn't have to queue for the entire time, rather like boarding groups at the airport). I've been going to this particular meeting for 5 months, and never before has this happened. She called 'numbers 10-15' so DP and I got up and stood in the queue, with one lady ahead of us. Suddenly this other woman pushes up and says 'I'm number 10' so I said 'it doesn't work that way' and she snottily said 'why do we have numbers then?' but went to the back of the queue. She kept staring at me, so I gave her a stare back and said VERY loudly that some people were quite rude and didn't understand how things worked and someone should explain it to them. But I was nearly in tears and just wanted to get out of there. Plus very angry and repeated what I'd said to the leader, saying I didn't need this right now, that I hadn't done anything wrong. Leader gave me a little plant she'd bought me and said I'd only gained 1/2 a pound since three weeks ago, but I could barely thank her because I was just seething with rage and embarassment. I think a few tears might have escaped while I was queuing to pay. There was one lady between DP and I, and she said, 'are you together, do you want to go ahead?' and I said 'No, I don't try to push ahead like some people'.
I don't know what happened, I was really okay until I went in there, and I think all those fecking babies and kids just threw me so much....then it's topped off by a really bitchy woman who I could see was talking about me to the other people in the queue as though I was wrong--when I KNEW I wasn't. At least I didn't get into a fistfight, because I really felt like hitting her. I don't know if I can go back there, at least not for a while. I am clearly not ready to be herded into a little room and forced to looked at babies while I wait for someone to tell me how fat I am.
I am going to have to call the leader today and apologise as I did make a bit of a scene, and I barely thanked her for the plant. I think I will tell her I can't come back for a while--I don't know what else to do.
I felt so good yesterday, but today having trouble not crying, and going over and over yesterday in my mind.