The April Fool Day 8: 225.0
Down almost 5 pounds from one day of restraint. Blood glucose 101 without medication (I always forget that pill). Black coffee in the AM, though I had some Chock Full o’ Nuts coffee instead of my organic stuff and my stomach rebelled. I used to live on the stuff and now I can only handle the organic stuff? I’m such a wuss nowadays.
I had to eat to deal with the stomach-ache so had the usual Fage Yogurt and EZ-Sweetz, then the last of the burgers I cooked over the weekend with American cheese and LC ketchup. Felt better after that.
The rest of the day was NOT one of restraint – but it WAS low carb. Circumstances led me to eat almost a bag of pork rinds during the car ride home, as well as some of the cheese I had bought to work. As my wife had an evening meeting at work, I took the kids to that American institution found in abundance in the area surrounding New York City: a Greek Diner. They are typically run by Greek emigrants and their extended families and while each is independent, the families are tight and know each other. There’s a good example not far from my home and the kids love it. It is a quintessential American regional thing. The food is not Greek but rather a large variety of fare for all tastes, though you can find Mousaka – which is a casserole that kind of reminds me of lasagna, but with eggplant, potatoes and sometimes nutmeg. The exact recipe varies greatly depending on the cook, so it always a treat to try the different variations. I always think that the owners enjoy serving it because it’s a personal dish – one reflective of their culture – though I think my mousaka-sampling days are over. Like I said: while it’s a ‘Greek Diner’, unlike other ethnicities, they don’t serve a lot of food from their culture: they cater to their clientage and the menu is more typical American.
We all ordered breakfasts. The kids got pancakes and omelettes. I got eggs over easy with sausage and bacon. It always comes with ‘home fries’ – potatoes sliced thin and lightly fried – and toast. I gave these to the kids and just ate the eggs, bacon and sausage.
The portions are large and although the kids were hungry, they both ate themselves into a food coma, almost falling asleep, far from done. I was pretty much in the same situation. We wrapped up the extras and brought the rest home. The kids were soon asleep as so was Dad. I had tried reading but soon nodded off.
I had drunk a lot of coffee and water and had eaten a lot – but it was all high-fat, little carbs. Unlike the other day where I ate a lot, I slept like a baby WITHOUT waking up choking from my own gastric juices.
It was a clear personal demonstration that it wasn’t the quantity that caused the GERD – it was the food.
Perhaps I need to embrace the thinking that rather than low carb being a choice, it has become a non-negotiable aspect of my life – like the glasses I now need to be able to read. While it would be nice to eat whatever I want, if that’s not possible, low carb is a damn fine consolation prize. The food might be restricted and leave out a lot of goodies, but what you can have can be thought of as supremely decadent – at least by the likes of two generations of fat-phobic Americans.
4 thoughts on “The April Fool Day 8: 225.0”
Good job…congrats! When I order breakfast that comes with potatoes or hash browns on the side, I always just ask them not to bring them. I unfortunately or fortunately, whichever way you want to look at it, don’t have kids to pawn them off to. I rather totally avoid the temptation on my plate, but I do have a spouse who does indulge in them and I fortunately can handle them being on his own plate.
Great job! I made the “Oopsies”, they turned out ok. They are no substitution for bread but they are now! I put in a little more salt than the recipe called for (ok, a lot more salt) and if I think to my self “its either these or no bread” than I’m ok and they are good. I miss sandwiches so these will make a nice alternative to bread. The thought of wrapping anything in lettuce right now just makes me cry. I am salad’ed out. This is day eight of induction. Have not lost a pound but i feel better and my appetite has diminished. so, something is going on. Now, if I could only see it on my bathroom scale I would be happy. I hope I dont get discouraged after only Day 8. What are your thoughts?
Keep it up, you’ll be fine!!!!
I’m on day 3866. I seem to get discouraged only on days that end in a ‘y’ – but I keep plugging away.
I’m roast-beefed out. One more slice and I’ll puke.
one more egg and i’ll puke. we’ll be puking together. ok, that was pretty gross. lol