Today’s the day I find out if I can have the operation or not. At 11:00 I have to go to the Cardiologist’s office to have a ‘stress test’. The test involves getting wired up with ECG wires and being made to walk on a treadmill. They start it up, and I walk, faster and … More The next step.

Just a quick post to mention something I’d totally forgotten and had to be reminded of by my daughter. I was due to have my Ozempic injection on Wednesday and hadn’t had it yesterday either… until last night. I think that even tho I’ve mentioned how much the effect of the Ozempic has helped me … More Well now… !

Wonderful day today. I’m just as bad now as I was two days ago. I feel like I joined “The Munch Bunch”. I just can’t stop eating. Tomorrow I’m going to keep out of the house as much as I can to try to reset my mind into the diet mindset, tho, again, it’s another … More Down a hole? Keep digging 😦

For one reason or another, I ate way too much yesterday. I think perhaps I was ‘stress-eating’ again. I’ve decided that what stress eating does is fill the stomach to the state in which you feel ‘safe and secure’, and then, to keep that feeling, you keep eating, picking and grazing through the day, never … More … one step back.

I should have made the weight table up when I first started this diet to keep an eye on how well or badly I was doing to try to keep myself on track. Even tho I didn’t start until a couple of days ago I think it’s already doing its job in reminding me that … More Weight and see!

I’m hoping today will see me back on an even keel and it’ll be plain sailing from here on without the storms that have been battering my resolve for the past week. I managed to get some 8 hours of sleep last night and feel a lot better for it (even tho the sleep score … More Back on an even keel.

So for the past few days, I’ve had no idea what was happening with my calorie count. I was concerned that the loss of control (and losing track of what I should be eating and when) meant I could have increased my weight instead of losing it. However, I discovered this morning my weight was … More So after all that… what?

A curate is pretty much a junior priest in the Anglican church. As such they are notoriously badly paid so couldn’t be too choosy where they stayed while on ‘rotation’ through a diocese. The title comes from an old ‘joke’ in which a curate was given a dodgy boiled egg for his breakfast. When the … More A Curates Egg?