So I had that Dr Visit today – you know the one – it goes something like this:
ME: “So Doc, I’m not sleeping – and I think I could lose a few pounds. I know you have a magic pill for that right?”
DOC: “So Carrie – How much are you exercising every day, how about diet -what are you eating? how much? when? what do you do when you cant sleep? Do you have a good bedtime routine…..” and on…and on….and on…..
I walked out with a long list of “todo’s” and no prescription – what the heck!?!
So here are the new rules – some from my DR – some from me:
- Apparently I’m not allowed to call it a “damn diet” anymore
- 45 minutes of exercise , 4-5x a week – apparently racing to the front of the store for the fresh french bread doesn’t count….RATS!
- I need to lose 70 pounds to get out of the “nasty” BMI categories – i cant repeat them – it makes me throw up in my mouth.
- I meet with a nutritionist in a few weeks. Apparently “Fried, Bread and Pasta” are not in her vocabulary – I don’t think we’ll be lifelong friends – more like “frienemies”
- Every meal has to be portioned out on my plate, and no 2nds and 3rds
- Only eat meals at home while sitting at the table – no standing and eating at all
- no sampling from the pot as I cook (this one is not my rule – i’m not very fond of it)
- Bedtime routine – starts at 10:30 – includes some herbal/natural goodies – a warm shower and 15 mintutes of soft music and meditation. I’m not a patient person – so we’ll see how the meditation goes
- No more sleeping pills – altho I did get the OK for a dose of benadryl if I need help…..nice!
- Oh, and I’m not supposed to eat anything heavy after 6:30pm – i can handle this – but that leaves like 4 hrs ’til bedtime, hopefully I’m exhausted from all the exercise and weight loss and am asleep by 7:30 – less time for temptation.
So the upside to my grumbling is I’m healthier, I sleep 8 hrs a night w/o pharmaceutical help, I set a good example for my kids, and hopefully I’m not so EXHAUSTED all the time……
My first step? I ate an apple for dessert while everyone else had homemade rice pudding. It wasn’t fun, but I didn’t die…….yet


