Frisco, I think OTC products like Midol and Pamprin have mild diuretics in them. I don't know how good or bad they are for ya though, especially if you're working out.
I don't consider myself obsessed. I don't compare myself to others really. Where my unhappiness lies is probably more of a guilt trip for ever having let myself get so huge and stay that way for so long that now as I'm making all of these positive changes to my body and lifestyle, I look in the mirror when I'm naked and see things I hate that I never had before. Breasts that sag like that of an old woman and a loose belly, wrinkly and full of stretch marks. The only way to fix these problems is with surgery which has its risks. No one else sees these things on me except for my husband and he's really the sweetest person in the world and is willing to help me in any way he can. He does not see the saggy belly like I do, I guess I'm my own worst enemey with this issue. But when I lay down to go to sleep and I'm mushing a boob when I turn over, or every time I put a bra on I need to adjust my nipples so that they're both pointing in the same direction I just absolutely hate it. When I was fat my boobs were big and full, they fed my daughter and I was happy. Now, during the course of the day they will shift inside my bra and let me tell you, when you work retail and get a chill and you get the high beams going and one nipple is pointing one way and the other is in a totally different direction, it's very embarrassing. I'm not talking an inch different either...it's very obvious that something's way off. Solution #1 is to wear a padded bra but the ones I have found are all low cut and if I bend over at the waist my boobs will litterally fall out. Surgery will correct this, but I'm frustrated with trying to find the right doctor, the cost, and having to wait until I'm at a bf% that I will maintain because if I do it too soon and drop more weight then the problem will reoccur. So, I've been dealing with shifting boobies all day long for months now and it just gets to be more than I can handle at times so I cry. So, it's not a world crisis, but it's a crisis to me. W6 does not have breasts so he can't understand where I'm coming from. I would imagine if it was his penis he'd be more sympathetic.