The Rotundity of the Matter

Such is the Rotundity of the Matter that it becomes puzzling as to where to start from.

Anyway, what I haven't managed in all these years, I managed in three months! Putting on XXXX, yes yes some of you know already, kilos of weight... Of course, I have no weighing machine to know the gravity (pun intended) of the matter, but these were the tell tale signs before I actually find out.

The obvious - my trip to the store... "Maam, you'll need a XL" I know people here aren't too friendly, but that was rude. I strut with a small (what I have done all my life) and come back ashen for an XXL. It never had mattered to me until now. I think, it's also about seeing from another perspective.

My feet and hands rush forward before the rest of my body heaves on. And sigh with the slightest bit of exercise (movement rather).

And when I am lay supine, reading, intermittently stretching my legs, wriggling my toes. "Hey, where are my toes? I can't see them, what's the matter?" I mutter. I rub my eyes, and try again. Hang on, when I lift my feet, I can see them all right. Some thing's blocking my view. Oh, I lay supine, with "my funny side up" and figure what exactly it is.