Yippee!

Weight: 241 lbs.

Hey, today was a very good day by all standards.  First of all, I lost a damn pound, and maybe, just maybe, it’ll stay off this time. Of course, the fact that I ate at a buffet for lunch probably means that it won’t, but one can always hope! Plus, I didn’t eat that badly, and had no desserts whatsoever.

But, I am getting ahead of myself. As I had written yesterday, today being double-points Monday, Tom and I figured on heading to the casino to try and make out (NOT LIKE THAT – get your mind out of the gutter!). Ahem … anyway, we used only our freebies, and started by going across the border and redeeming for two free lunch buffets. While Tom ate his usual lasagna and potatoes, I had shrimp with a little cocktail sauce, a few pieces of beef out of the stew, a fillet of encrusted whitefish, some bites of eggplant something-or-other,  a few bites of crab salad, and a little bit of the most heavenly cheese and potato soup. Mmmmm!  But, as usual, I was quite stuffed afterwards, and dying of thirst too. But, I was “good,” and waited the requisite amount of time before drinking.

Then, we scooted right out of this casino and headed back across the border to play our free points. Tom won 23 whole bucks using his $80 worth of points, which I figure to equal only slightly more  than 25% odds! Sucko! It wasn’t looking much better for me either, as I was off to a very bad start while playing my $150 casino dollars. At least not until I hit for 2×5x7 on the 50 cent machine, adding a cool $500 to our booty!!

All told, we came home $549.50 ahead, plus full of buffet and with $55 additional dollars worth of free take-home food! This is our just revenge for years of stupidity and gambling that has allowed the Senecas to build such an opulent casino in the first place! And we don’t feel guilty one little bit. Plus, there is always next Monday. But we will have to go super early next week, as we are having a twenty-plus person barbeque here early that afternoon and it would be rude if we weren’t back yet when our guests arrived!

Soooo … lest this become a gambling site rather than a bariatric one, I need to focus! In other news, I tried to get the number of my recent A1C test to see where my sugar levels now stand since my surgery, but my overly by-the-rules primary doc wouldn’t tell me despite several calls to and from his office to try and find out. The verdict is that I must either come in to meet with him about it (which I of course refused, as our crummy health insurance means I’d have to pay 100% for such a stupid and wasteful appointment as this), or wait until my already-scheduled December appointment. All they would say is that “it’s normal.” Which I am insulted by, as not only am I a numbers person and someone who keeps copies of all my own test results, but now I have no exact figure to compare to my last test to see if it has come down or just where in the normal range I stand. At the same time today, Tom also needed to follow up on his number as he prepares to return to work driving a school bus, and it is mandatory that he be tested every three months and just prior to school starting, His doctor not only told him the exact number on the phone (5.6, which is a drop for him and likely indicates that his Metformin is working!), but faxed everything over to the school for him afterwards. My doc will not call in scripts, fax orders, tell me anything, or reduce my rate if I do need a visit. Although I like him a lot, he is about to “rule” me right out of service there and likely into the arms of my husband’s much more user-friendly physician. I bet I wouldn’t have trouble getting Valium when I need it either. Tom has never had any issues with anything he has needed or asked of them.

Crap — I hate this kind of stuff! Especially just as things were feeling status quo again with the Center and all.

Well, despite my indulgences at lunch, I am feeling hungry again and may need to run off and chow down some of the farmer’s market goodies we picked up on the way home. It was torture not getting my past life’s dozen ears of home-grown corn (and eating them all myself!), and when Tom said that he didn’t feel like any, I didn’t even get one amazingly wonderful looking ear for myself. I have heard that we shouldn’t eat corn, and I let this fact deter me from even trying. This is a huge loss for me as, like my mother before me, corn is one of my favorite foods and passing up home-grown, bread-and-butter, salt-and-pepper, or sugar-white (or whatever varieties I saw today) is a huge heartbreak for me. But, I settled for home-grown tomatoes, peaches, apples (for Tom), pears, peppers, and plums instead. Oh, and a watermelon!

It is ridiculous how much food was purchased for just the two of us, and I am quite sure that if someone doesn’t come help us eat, much of this will likely go to waste.

Whatcha doing for dinner this week??

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