Appointments and Weight

 Today was a productive day in my opinion. Maybe you could have gotten more done. 

I actually made appointments I had to cancel last week or the week before. The podiatrist is rescheduled as is the gastro doctor. Of course, the appointment for gastro is in November. 

Plus, I got the name of a doctor about a mile from here to replace the doctor who only seems to want to deal with minor ailments. Then, I had to take an appointment with a nurse practitioner which is fine with me. Maybe she will do something. This doctor actually has an office on the far side of town and works for a hospital. So, it is not so bad as Tommy thought. 

Tommy is agreeing to get the second booster tomorrow. So, we will see how it goes getting him to get it. For some reason he was reluctant last week. Of course, I was ill and could not take it. Tomorrow, I will have been through with the antibiotic, so will be the most well I have been in a while. 

Tomorrow, I will tackle appointments with two other doctors. One doctor is with a call center and I had to push buttons, choosing what I wanted and then I had to wait for a return call. I looked at the phone and had to make 11 choices, 11 pushing of buttons to get where I needed to be just to be told I would receive a call. This is so frustrating! 

Today, the yard was mowed. It had gotten so tall with all the rain. Plus, there is a patch of weeds that is even taller. But, it looks great now. 

The scales were in the kitchen because there was no room in the bathroom. Plus, the scales cannot sit on carpet. Since the missionaries never returned to finish the job in the kitchen, the floor is full of cabinet contents and there is no room to walk or move. Stuff had been stacked on the scales and I was afraid the continual weight would damage the scales. I moved them to the other end of the kitchen and Tommy could not roll about. 

He moved the scales too far onto the carpet for me to get them. Sooo, I managed to get them out and moved into my bedroom. He has a floor pad for rolling around a desk chair. I thought I might put the scales on that. But, I put them in the closet where there is no carpet. 

When I decided to weigh, I just stepped into the closet and got on the scales. Outside of the closet that seemed like a really good idea. Once I was inside the closet, facing the closet rod and in between clothes, I felt rather foolish. Weighing every day is the only way I can lose weight, so I suppose every morning I will be in the closet weighing. 

Tommy laughed when I told him he would have to get into the closet if he wanted to weigh. Maybe I will move it to the chair pad thing. However, the closet is better since I need to hold onto something to get onto the scales safely. 

Tonight, for dinner we had bacon-cheddar-cheeseburgers and sweet potato. Plus, from the vegetables we also had, Tommy chose carrots. 

I am supposed to eat every two or three hours. That is not hard since I am famished. But, eating seems to make me hungrier. It is called reactive hypoglycemia. I read or heard that eating protein every two or three or was it four hours, kept blood sugar under control. Before I came here, I would pull off a piece of chicken breast and eat it as a snack. So, I will start doing what always worked for me. 

So, am I to understand no one had an Artemis 1 doughnut?

Do you have good luck with nurse practitioners? I do! Do you have anything unorthodox or personalized habits that help you to lose weight?