I did stress out pretty badly at several (many) points, and I was eternally frustrated at having to unpick and restitch so many things, though that can only be blamed on being a perfectionist. I can pick out a lot of things I haven't done quite right, but overall it's a good result.
On the food/weight side of things, my intake hasn't changed much, but the fear is immense when I don't have my dietician monitoring my weight and intake. I knew these few weeks with her away would be hard regardless, but especially now when I'm walking such a fine line and I need to make a change. For now I'm aiming for little goals, like not skipping meals entirely, and making sure I eat enough carbs each day to avoid blood sugar drops.
I want to work towards maintaining my weight again, though I admit it's for all the wrong reasons. I want everyone to stop watching me. At the moment I want nothing more than to run, hide, starve. But it's either eat a little more to maintain on my own terms, or be forced to eat a lot more to gain. I've dodged that bullet for two years now; I won't end up there again. I've gotta tap out, quit while I'm ahead, for lack of a better expression.
My next appointment with the dietician is going to be talking calorie goals and working in the right direction again. Now I just need to get through the GP appointment next week first, and I have no idea what I'm going to say.