Another week has rolled by — and with it, a fair bit of chaos, anticipation, and some very strange dreams!
Hopefully, today marks the end of the building saga. All being well, the new glass will finally arrive (hopefully in one piece and the right size this time!) and be fitted, and our builder is popping back to sort out the last little snagging bits. I can’t pretend we’ll miss having the house full of tradesmen… it will be lovely to have our space back again.
I’ve also been planning the next episode of my Weight Loss Journey on YouTube. The script is pretty much there… but actually recording it? Impossible! Between the drilling, banging, door slamming and general chaos, it’s been far too noisy and disrupted to even think about hitting “record.” I mean, a bit of background sound might add atmosphere, but I’m not sure anyone wants an unsolicited guest appearance from a power drill halfway through my heartfelt narration!
Food-wise, it’s been a sociable week. I’ve eaten out twice, catching up with friends, and both times ended up choosing a salad — one crispy beef with cashews, and the other a crispy duck salad. Both delicious. I even had a dessert, which is rare for me, but there was a tempting spiced orange panna cotta with a brandy snap calling my name… and honestly, it was worth it!
Other food discoveries this week – Warburtons crumpet “thins” – 61 calories each. Every bit as good as a regular crumpet. And I made my first ever rock cakes (or should I say the lovely Sam made them for me!) 162 calories each – I enjoyed 2. I think Mike and the builders may have looked after the remaining 10 between them.
We’ve got another meal out this week, too. We’re taking Mum to meet two friends she did her nursing training with in the 1950’s — women she’s known for decades. They don’t live too far from us (Portsmouth). We’re meeting halfway in a pub. Their adult children (who are around our age) will be there too; we all used to meet up during school holidays when we were younger. The last time we were together was sadly for a funeral, so it will be lovely to see them all in far nicer circumstances. And yes… I’ve studied the menu, and ham, egg and chips might be happening!
My Mounjaro dreams have been doing their own thing lately — incredibly vivid, detailed, and not always pleasant! I’ve woken up a few times feeling very relieved that they were just dreams.
Does anyone else get those incredibly clear, almost cinematic dreams? Mine often involve strangers… it amazes me what the brain can conjure up when I’m asleep.
And now — just two weeks to go until our holiday! I’m curious (and hopeful!) to see how Mounjaro will influence my holiday eating and, crucially, the usual post-holiday weight gain. Normally I can gain around 7lbs in two weeks, despite being mindful. I never go wild with food or drink, but it’s impossible to track calories accurately, and I’m less active because I’m relying on my wheelchair more during the day.
What gives me hope is how much Mounjaro has changed my appetite. Alcohol doesn’t appeal at all, sweet things don’t tempt me, and my appetite is reduced. I just don’t feel the need to snack between meals. So we’ll see! At worst, a small gain… at best, maybe nothing at all. Now that would be a result!
Either way, I’m very ready for sunshine, a comfortable spot to sit in the warmth, and losing myself in my Kindle.
Weigh in this week:
Weight this week: 58.3kg (about 9st 2lbs) Last week 58.7kg (about 9st 3lbs)
Loss: 400g (about 1 pound)
To goal: 1.3kg (about 3lbs)
The building work had all been going so well… and I was quietly grateful for that. Then Thursday arrived. The HUGE glass doors were delivered and fitted — or rather, delivered, yes… but fitted, absolutely not. Somewhere along the line, someone mis-measured the glass. So instead of a beautiful three-pane sliding door, we currently have two wooden panels standing in for glass. A slightly rustic chic I didn’t ask for!
Hello lovely subscribers and followers. How’s your week been?
