A PEANUTBUTTER KIND
4 March 2002
As I wrote to Marn earlier, if Friday was a
Mary Poppins kind of day, today has to be classified as a peanutbutter kind of day. A day
when I have the munchies all day long. Keeping a food journal is a wonderful thing because
as you begin to count down all those points you're using, you start making better choices.
No peanut butter (2 points), have some tomatoes (0 points). No bread (1 point), have some
sugarless jello (0 points) topped with fat free Cool Whip (0 points). Drink V8 juice (0
points). Drink lots of water. Record...record...record. And if you absolutely MUST have
that peanutbutter, write it down and make adjustments in the rest of your food day.
I now feel that journaling has become my life. Not only this journal, and the blog, and
the food journal, but now the blood sugar journal as well. I picked up glucose monitoring
equipment on Friday, after I finally went to the diabetes class, and I've become a
veritable pincushion, as I test my blood sugar every couple of hours. No, I don't have to
do it that often (and won't, after today), but I was curious to see how my glucose level
fluctuated throughout a 24 hour period, and so I've been doing it more for amusement than
anything else. (Sticking yourself with a needle and drawing blood for amusement smacks of
masochism, don't you think?) It gives me great pleasure to note that all the levels have
been well below the low end of what is considered "diabetic." I'll be curious to
see if the lab test, which I take on Monday, agrees with my home equipment.
It would be the logical thing to combat the munchies by getting out and doing
something, now that I'm such a jock, but I was kind of silly last night. I managed to
hit an episode of Six Feet Under around 9 p.m. There is a discussion about it on Steve's discussion board. I'd
always wanted to know more about the show, so I sat down to watch it.
Unfortunately, I discovered it was part of a marathon, with HBO running the entire
series as a prologue to the start of the second season tonight. It held my interest so
well that I managed to stay up until 2 a.m. watching several episodes, and didn't nod off
once (that's high praise right there!)
I decided not to set the alarm for my normal 4 a.m. so I could get up and do all the
stuff I was going to do instead of watching television, and instead slept in until almost
8 a.m. I can't remember the last time I did that.
But of course that left work to be done, and no opportunity to get out and enjoy the
lovely day. And this particular project is what contributes to the munchies. Fortunately,
the psychologist doesn't do a lot of reports, or I'd be crazier than I am already. He pays
well, but his reports are deadly dull. It's stuff like this....
XX was seen by XXs, PhD on April 16, 1974 at 11 years 4 mos of age and on the
Wechsler Intelligence Scale for children found to have a verbal IQ of 77, performance IQ
of 80 and full scale IQ of 77. She was seen 2 years later by XX at 13 years and 5 months
of age, on May 28, 1976, and found to have a Wechsler Intelligence Scale for Children
verbal IQ of 86, performance IQ 88 and full scale IQ of 80. She was seen at 16 years of
age and given the Wechsler Intelligence Scale for Children, revised on 7/26/79 and
obtained a verbal IQ of 79, performance IQ of 78, and full scale IQ of 77. She was seen by
YY, clinical psychologist on 4/14/86 and given the Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale,
revised at 23 years of age and scored a verbal IQ of 80, performance IQ of 71, and full
scale IQ of 76.
...which make me run screaming from this office looking for
ANYTHING to break the monotony. Hence the craving for peanutbutter.
However, not to worry. I've stayed on program. I have survived the
day. I will be at the club tomorrow and I won't let a peanut butter kind of day sway me
from the course I've set for myself.