Monday, December 16, 2002

Today was a rather fun day. I was up by 9:30, in the shower an hour later and out the door right before noon. We stopped at Circle K, then headed to the doctor’s office in Sun Lakes.

On our way there I was surprised to see a CVS convenience store. I thought those chains were only in the northeast.

Because I was the doctor’s first patient after lunch, I had very little waiting time to do. I was weighed at a mind-boggling 136 pounds (this scale says 132)! The nurse said I didn’t look fat and the doctor reminded me that although I could afford to lose weight (he doesn’t recommend going lower than 110-115), I look healthy and the weight is mostly due to muscle. Even I, who knows I’m no skinny mini, don’t think I look nearly that much. Tom doesn’t think I look more than 120. I am one rock-hard lady underneath all this fat and I know I’m going to look much better once I shed the fat and better expose the muscle. By April this should happen. I’m confident that I’ll lose weight. I’ve done it before and I feel I’m ready now. It wouldn’t kill me to stay as I am, but I’m sure I’ll look and feel better once I strip down to the muscle. With the extra fat, my clothes don’t fit as well and bending over is a bit harder. Even so, I’m still in excellent shape. I have good stamina, balance and flexibility and can move in quick, fluid movements.

We should have the bike between Christmas and New Year’s.

The doctor recommended the Zone diet, saying it was a low-carb, high-protein diet and safer than Atkin’s diet, but I’d prefer to keep things simple and just have one meal and one snack come diet time.

The doctor gave me water pills for before my periods and a Flovent inhaler on top of the Albuterol. He said that the Flovent should be the preventive inhaler I take daily, and the Albuterol should be the rescue inhaler, cuz if I take Albuterol daily, it won’t work on tight days. This is true, too. It doesn’t work when it gets bad.

He also told me I’d receive my referral in about a week for the ear doctor. He said all the ear, nose and throat doctors were bad as far as waiting time goes, and to try to schedule appointments either first thing in the morning or right after lunch.

I told the doctor he could put a hold on giving me more nasal sprays since I’m using them so little and still have 4 or 5 of them left. Most of them don’t expire till ‘04 and even as late as ‘05.

Once leaving the doctor’s office, we went to CVS where I got pink glitter lip gloss and a silver glitter stick which makes for awesome eyeshadow, unlike that other shit I recently got. The store only had two puzzles and two Barbies, but they had a lot of cosmetics.

The best thing I got was a $25 electric ladies’ razor. It has a pop-up bikini trimmer, too. It seems to do well, but I recently shaved so it’s hard to tell. Once I get some hair growth going, we’ll see.

Got a little plastic matchbox car for the rats to play with. Hopefully, they’ll have fun chasing it and not see it as a chew toy.

Tom got an electronic Yahtzee game.

Tom was telling me that this butch that works for him came to work with a T-shirt saying: All My Barbies Are Lesbians. I was laughing my ass off at this! That’s a good one. A damn good one.

When we returned, he worked on the trucks and got one of them running.

We also decided which dolls to get and when. There are basically going to be 3 doll orders. One tonight, one after Christmas, and one with January’s stock. This time around I’m getting the Chris kit, plus and an undetermined amount of fashion dolls. The second order will also consist of an undermined amount of fashion dolls. Shipping costs are what’s going to determine how many I get at a time. There are actually only 4 that I really like, 3 if PG had sent me Tasha.

The Ashton-Drake dolls will be the third order.

Tom was going to put that wreath up over the shelf that runs across the top of the refrigerator, but when I thought about how the peak was 9’ high and how I could easily reach the spot I wanted to being on the 3’ countertop, I put it up myself.

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