So my appetite has finally returned. Kind of. I welcome it back as it’s a sign of being better but I also confess to a certain rueful regret: losing my appetite sort-of made me one of those people I’ve longed to be most of my life. Someone who eats because they’re hungry. Who doesn’t have a “thing” about food. Isn’t obsessed with it. It’s necessary, vital, and needed but that’s it. Let’s eat, let’s not think about it much, let’s move on.

If only! I don’t think that’ll ever happen to me but I have had a flavour of it – d’you see what I did there! I eat because I have to and my body requires it but I’ve been dreading it because most of the time it still makes me feel nauseous. So once I know I’ve had sufficient calories to keep me going, I stop! Boy if I could’ve done that all my life I wouldn’t be this this potato you see in front of you! Read More→

So I am recovered from my tummy bug or whatever it was (see last entry). Kind of. I still don’t trust food and I am still beset by waves of nausea at times, often for no obvious reason, ie I am not cooking nor in a supermarket. But I invariably do feel nauseous whenever I am doing anything to do with food – even thinking about it! And certain foods I can’t go near – mainly the ones I ate the night before my visceral earthquake.

This is perfectly normal my lovely doctor assures me. You take a battering like that and it’s inevitable it takes a while for everything to return to how it was. Plus with my age, it may take longer for a full recovery. I had a trip to London in the week and I was terrified those tilting trains would make me feel sick as they do for many travellers but I needn’t have worried. It went swell. Though I scored me some more anti-emetics just in case. Perhaps they had a placebo or psychological effect? Read More→

So I was looking forward to allowing myself a little treat at Easter. Maybe an egg or two or perhaps a hot cross bun – or a warm happy one, ho ho ho. Sorry, wrong season. Anyway my diet had to come to a crashing end on Wednesday night last week going into Thursday because – and I promise I won’t spare you any of the gory details! – I caught some kind of sickness bug/virus.

Actually I lied. For I WILL spare you the gory details. Suffice it to say I lost my lunch last week. My tea, breakfast… you get the idea. I’ve never had something like that before and no idea what caused it. Apparently it can be a bug you just catch in the air! Or it could’ve been something I ate… Read More→

For the last couple of weeks I’ve had to get up at least an hour earlier than usual. Working mostly from home I can of course get up whenever I feel like it. But same as most self-employed people I know, I try to mirror the working hours of my clients and the general work day. So it doesn’t really make much difference.

That all changed a few weeks ago when workmen moved into my road. The portable cabin with its own loo – and their own canteen for all I know – should’ve been bit of a clue that they were here to stay for a while. Actually they’ve been here all year, repairing the road and footpaths which is obviously lovely except that so far, I can’t notice much improvement save for loads of tarmac everywhere. To be honest, it looks a mess and for first time since I moved here more than 25 years ago, I am longing and lusting after paving stones; a real pavement not just tarmac. Anyway why does this mean I have to get up earlier? Read More→

I think the time has come to step up my diet if I’m going to lose anything further. I’ve been very Paleo lately, almost Paleo to the max – almost but not quite! But I don’t think I’ve lost anything further. I fear I may have to take more drastic steps if this is to work.

I haven’t weighed in since early February when I hadn’t yet succeeded in losing back my Christmas weight – when I only gained five pounds which isn’t that bad. But it’s not the gaining over holidays – expected. It’s the not taking them back off again. That’s something when I was younger I found a lot easier. I don’t now. So, what’s to be done? Read More→