Went to the doctor yesterday. We have this issue with my weight. It’s too fucking high and I fully admit that. We’ve been trying to get it down for months, and I think between stress and the near-total impossibility for me to get any exercise (I walk 15 feet to work every morning, and not much at all during the day since I sit at a computer), I’ve been lucky to keep the magic number under 300. And I don’t care what anyone says, I’m too short and too old to carry that much weight around.
So the doctor said, how would you feel about trying an appetite suppressant? Basically that’s a stimulant (so, controlled substance, and not covered by my insurance, but only about a dollar a day — it’s as cheap as Weight Watchers), so you have to be careful to take it early enough in the morning that it doesn’t keep you up at night. I said, sure, what do I have to lose?
So he prescribed one, and I took the first one this morning at around 8:30 AM.
Normally I’m up and around and prowling the kitchen several times during the day, and giving the refrigerator door a workout (or the snack cabinet, or whatever). Not today.
- Toast with butter for breakfast
- A string cheese stick for a snack
- Ham, bacon and swiss on rye, cottage cheese, and a Fiber One brownie for lunch
- A single-serve bag of pretzels and a single-serve tub of nacho cheese dip for a snack
and it’s nearly 7PM and I haven’t been hungry for dinner till just now.
Amazing. I hope this works. If I can lose 25-30 pounds, I’ll probably feel like doing some workout again. This plus using the elliptical pedal thing under my desk and getting in my “steps” every day (5000 is my daily goal — low, but you sit at a desk at home all day and try to get in more than that) and maybe that’s doable.
ETA: I had half of a 12″ pizza for dinner. And at 8:30PM, I started yawning so badly that I fed the cats and started getting ready for bed. That shit really is a 12-hour doszzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…..