Monday, June 01, 2009
I've been up since 5:30 am and I can't think of a better way to start the day than to write a post. It keeps me off the streets and out of trouble and means I can sit here a while longer with my coffee and cigarettes and postpone the time when I really have to get the show on the road. I should be hopping in the shower now and washing my hair, because it's flattened on one side and sticking up on the other, but I have time enough to do that, as long as the dog does not suddenly start to rush me.
However, he is sound asleep beside me and, even though I've put down his food, he is not showing the least amount of interest in it and the cats are eating it and pretty soon Gandhi will barf all over the kitchen floor. Toby has already walked away from it. Oh, so has Gandhi now. We'll see what happens.
Cats don't eat themselves silly like dogs do. Dogs don't stop eating until it's all gone, even if they are full. At least, that's been my experience. I often see the dog back away from his dish as if he's had enough and then go back to eat the last little bit. Like greedy people do.
Speaking of greediness, I've gained 11 kilos over the past year and I have to figure out a way to get rid of them. The problem is that I'm limited in what I can eat, but of the things I can eat, I eat a lot, so I actually don't eat very healthy. I need to go back to have my gastric band filled some more to limit the things I'm overindulging in now and be more picky about what I do eat.
I would really like to eat a whole wheat sandwich with lettuce and tomatoes and some lunch meat, but that is impossible. I also can't eat an apple or an orange or a banana or a bunch of grapes. So instead I eat porridge and yogurt and pudding in copious amounts to give me a full feeling, which sort of defeats the purpose of the gastric band.
That's why I have been thinking of having the gastric band removed so that I may eat healthier and actually loose weight because of it. I eat the wrong things now when I'm hungry. Feedback is welcome on this, keeping in mind that I was a slender person until the age of forty when I started taking all my medications and gained all that weight.
It's a subject that's been weighing heavy on my mind, because I see how my stomach is growing and I feel relieved talking about it.
Well, now I am going to take a shower, so this is just a little bitty post, but you can't win them all.
Have a good Whitsunday. The sun is shining here.