Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place.
Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Y’all I am back on the higher dose of this GLP1 and it is amazing.
I have a checkup with Awesome Doctor next week, and I'm pretty damn sure he's going to start me on a GLP-1. Which is fine -- I gained long Covid and stress weight and it sure is stubbornly hanging on, so I could use some help with it.
just the losing cravings and food noise bit.
Not gonna lie, that...would be amazing.
Oh yes. I will be hugging. (Just don't make it weird.)
But, but, that's kinda my whole thing!
Only kinda?
Yeah, meara, it's weird. It started the sub-therapeutic dose and it worked better than the next step up, which I'm on now, which I find really weird, except I guess it was brand new to my system for the month at sub-t, and now I'm adjusting, so... we need to dose higher. My doc is going super slowly since I have such a screwy history.
At my last physical, I told my NP I want to lose some weight, and she was basically like, "I don't give a shit about that number." Because my other numbers are good. She told me to eat some protein and/or fiber with carbs, and basically carry on. OK then.
Which I appreciate on principle, but I would like to look different in my clothes!
Meara, they're shown to help with "cervical ripening" and shorten labor. Given how short my labors were, I can't really argue.
I mean, I'll be on it regardless for heart protection and slowing of gastric emptying, both of which benefit me, but... as long as I'm there, might as well see about the weight I want to lose, right, Doc? Right!
Landlords are doing their yearly "Is our house really still standing?" visit on Saturday morning, so we've taken advantage of the motivation not to appear slovenly to clean up both of our offices/places where shit goes unsorted or dealt with, and, holy shit, so much better! I mean, the closest are ridic, but at least it's not taking over a quarter to a third of the floor space in each office anymore, yay!
Also running the wet vac, and... wow. I should do that maybe more than once a year? I mean, we have it, might as well use it. I hate carpets. All wood floors, all the time, if I had my way.
Tired, though. I think I'm done for the night. Stairs can wait until tomorrow night. They're the dirtiest and also the biggest pain in the ass to do.
"Grapes are candy". Opinion or not, I bought lunch at Whole Foods one day: fresh bread still warm from the oven, two slices of cheese, and a small bunch of white grapes. I felt kind of loopy after I finished eating, and when I stood to clear my litter, I was decidedly drunk. I also had white grape juice in lieu of wine once upon a time, and I'd have been more sober drinking the wine.
I put broken walnut halves and craisins in my oatmeal--with a good shake of cinnamon, a tiny pat of butter, and a pinch of brown sugar purely for taste. But I don't often have oatmeal as my dr. disapproves. Two eggs scrambled in a nonstick pan and a slice of multigrain toast is my usual. With black tea.
I do either raisins, dried blueberries, or dried cranberries (or some combo) + slivered almonds + a splash of oat milk + a generous sprinkle of cinnamon + a dash of Splenda on steel cut oats, because I have texture issues with rolled.
Sheryl that sounds really hard. I’m so sorry Mr S has been so rough.
I went back down to the lower dose, because I had kept losing weight (even after I didn’t need to) on the higher dose, but then I gained weight on the low dose and the food noise was back. Booo. So going back to higher for the last two months on this drug. I’m going to miss it so much (but even if I decided I could afford to pay for it, it sounds like it’s impossible to find in pharmacies?)
Sheryl, I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine how stressful that is for you.
Jesus Christ, if my Dad doesn’t stop calling Tim’s cell phone after getting voicemail on our landline, I am going to lose my entire shit on him. If he actually cared about talking to me, he would call *my* cell phone after getting voicemail on the landline. But he never calls my cell phone after the landline — he always calls Tim next, and then says he’s “worried about me” because the landline went to voicemail. I don’t actually believe that the reason he calls Tim is because he’s “worried”; I think he 100% does it because he thinks that he's snitching to Tim that his little wife isn’t at home where she should be.
He also doesn’t leave a message on the landline’s voicemail, so he clearly doesn't have anything important to say. He just wants to yank on my leash. I am so tired of that old man’s bullshit.