Lunchtime Challenges

Just a quick entry to put in my latest pic taken today at my office.

These flowers in the picture are from my friends Sarah and Brian. They are so cool looking - they're Star of Bethlehem, which I've never heard of before.

Since I was stuck at the 25 lb. loss for this past week, I decided I'm not going to weigh myself until my doctor's appointment, which is tomorrow. And then if I'm still at this plateau, I'll ask the doctor if there's anything he can suggest that might help things along.

I know it'll start back up, but I guess I'm impatient ....

So I went out to lunch at Toojays (one of my favorite places) on Wednesday and let's just say it was less than successful. I ordered a cup of chili, which went down well. I didn't eat it all, and picked out the beans, but it was great. And since I'm supposed to have a veggie or fruit with it, I ordered a side of broccoli. So the server brought it out and it was just barely steamed - you know, like they do in fancy-schmancy restaurants. I asked him to bring it back to the kitchen and ask them to cook it quite a bit more, that it needs to be soft. He brings it out again. I can't even tell a difference from the previous time. So then I pull out the "I had surgery and need soft foods" card. "Tell them to cook the hell out of it," I told him. So when he brought it out the third time it was still firm, but I decided what the hell, I'll just chop it up really small. Plus it was dry. So I ate about an ounce of it, but after I finished I sat there and thought ... holy crap, this damn broccoli is going to come back up. So I went to the bathroom and sure enough, it came right back up. Not to be gross, but it wasn't like when you throw up and it's all drama and retching and sourness from the stomach. No, this was literally like - okay, no more space, this food isn't going to fit - and it just quietly came back up.

It wasn't terrible, but it did make me nervous. Like when you almost get into an accident and then you drive like ridiculously carefully for the next couple of days, you know? I've been chewing everything like 150 times before I swallow since then.

But now I don't know if I can't tolerate broccoli, or if I ate too much of it, or because it wasn't cooked enough. All I know is I won't be eating broccoli again anytime soon. :)

So maybe I'm not ready to go out to lunch yet. I think I'll stick with my little tiny Gladware lunches from home for now.