Wednesday, 16 November 2011

2 weeks later...

And now I'm in total denial, I've not been on the scale for days.

Oh that and I've had a stinking cold and a horrendous time at work, oh and our beloved cat got killed by a hit and run.

This morning, I went for my blood test. No one told me they were going to take 3 vials of blood. Ouch ! And, yes, apparently, I am allergic to their plasters, not a great look.

On the upside, as a consequence of my 12hr fast, and little alcohol last night, my optician's appointment went exceedingly well, my pressures were some of the lowest I've seen in over a decade ... and cos I am now over 40, with a family history, the sight test was free ... and apparently I now qualify for one every 12 months ... oh the advantages of getting old !!

My father got diagnosed with glaucoma at 37, apparently, very young .. and in the eyes of one optician I never visited again .... impossible. Trust me dear, you may think you know what you are talking about ... but for "once" you don't.

And yes, I did get him struck off the preferred list for the civil service.

I have 3 weeks left to lose weight, and whilst we've been cooking more, drinking less .... my weight is doing nothing .... except slow creep, upwards.

I know I need to do the whole thing of counting calories / fat / fibre, but I haven't. I haven't even got a reasonable excuse, I just haven't. Life has once again, gotten in the way.

I'm still in denial really, and I kinda need the blood tests to tell me I'm a lazy heifer, rather than the remote hope I have an under active thyroid.

However, on the upside, having been rather re-assured by the doctor that I can exercise, I am pretty determined to attempt walking / running again.

Blow what I look like, I just need to get back out there.

Days are drawing in, and I don't want to do it in the dark, so I need  to carve out a lunchtime, which is rare (ok, never) .... Shall I start tomorrow ?? I can't currently think of an excuse, bar the one that I have 2 dozen cookies to bake for DD for Friday for her bakesale.

Friday, 4 November 2011

Fat not Fit ....

When you get on the scales and the Doctor exclaims "wow, that's impressive" ..... it's either a good thing, or a bad thing.

Today's was not a good thing.

6 months ago, I went for my regular pill check up, where they take my blood pressure, weigh me, before handing over my prescription. 6 months ago, I had the nurse from hell, who told me my blood pressure was borderline high, and my weight was too much and told me to come back in a month for another blood pressure check.

I did, as many do, went home, reviewed my lifestyle, vowed to lose weight, join the gym, cook great food and made that appointment.

I did, as I do, joined the gym, went a few times, ate more junk, gained weight and missed my appointment.
I've even bought a blood pressure monitor, which again, puts me at borderline pre-thingie ?

I realised yesterday, that for all my procrastination, I still now need a new prescription, and I wasn't going to get that without a drip to the doctors.

Urgh.

My doctor is always backed up for at least a month, so when I 'phoned yesterday, I wasn't overly surprised to discover that December was the earliest available, however, I was advised that he keeps a couple of slots open each day, so to 'phone first thing for potential availability on Tuesday ....

I don't know what 'phoning the doctors first thing is like for other people, but it's always a long winded time, of waiting for the 'phone to not be engaged, and continual redialling until it is available ... so imagine my shock (I'm sure the stress of getting through is enough to push someone's BP up ;) ), when I got through after only 5 minutes, to be told he had a cancellation for 15 minutes time !!

Any long, and short of it.

My BP is indeed up, and considering my past history, it is a little unusual, but given my "impressive" weight gain over the past year, the 2 things may well be related .... i.e. lose weight, BP should go down.

It's one thing not being to buy / wear clothes you find attractive, it's another when you're being told your health is being compromised due to the lard you are eating.

He's given me a month to shift some weight. No pressure then.

So, a month ..... right, a month, ok, a month, can I do this? I have to do this, don't I ...

Shall I mention I have house guests for the weekend .... always an excuse, put it behind me.

Right, a month ..... let's go ....