I remembered to weigh this morning and I've lost a pound.
I've been eating whatever I want. Basically I eat whatever anyone feeds me. Most of the time it tastes like cardboard or shoeleather, so I eat a couple bites and stop. And if no one brings me food, I either don't notice, or don't care.
I don't exactly recommend it as a diet plan.
I have been taking my meds daily, and trying to drink at least some water instead of all diet coke. I'm smoking again. Rick died two days short of our 2 year quitting anniversary. I started again that day at the hospital. Quit the Saturday after the funeral. Started again the day the boys left. Basically living on cigarettes and diet coke the last few days.
Can't remember the last time I showered. Or changed my clothes. Or left the house. I need to shower, dress and leave the house today to get some paperwork done.
Maybe.
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