Numbers and progress

Returned to the doctor to check some stuff and ask more questions: I suspect he withheld info on the diagnosis visit to avoid information overload and also because I was clearly upset and mightn't have taken it in anyway (ie. a reasonable call, I'm not criticising him).

I've done a bunch of reading and it was good to be able to ask some questions. He was Very Pleased at my weight loss: 4kg so far. Toddled me off into the treatment room to have my blood sugar checked, as it was two hours since lunch. I've been Pretty Darn Good with both eating and exercise, but it was still good to get a reading of 9.2mmol and see the (slightly surprised)look on his face. The initial post-prandial reading that led to the diagnosis was a high 20mmol, so this is a great improvement, and almost within a normal range. Certainly classed as moderate (as opposed to ideal), but that's still progress.

I'll put up some info on the books I've read shortly - I went some distance to a Borders, which has a comprehensive range that's far more than a suburban bookshop could stock, and picked up a couple of useful titles.

This week I'm booked to go to the diabetes clinic at the hospital for an initial meeting for newly diagnosed people, and next week is the initial appointment with the dietitian. I'm guessing after the hospital one I'll know which blood glucose meter to buy, and how often to test.

Back to work today, but it was very good to have had three days last week in which to sort things out, in my head as much as anything.

BMI

A couple of online BMI calculators:

Metric (centimetres/kilos)

Imperial (feet and inches/pounds)

PS

Maybe magazines are the new chocolate.

(OK, OK, I'm heading out the door now!)

Quick...

What should I be doing? Going for a walk. What am I doing? Dallying on the computer. OK, the alarm went off at 6am, but I've usefully (um) employed the time since then to read the latest Romantic Homes magazine, finish all the relevant chapters of the diabetes handbook I bought on the weekend, whizz through half of Simple Scrapbooks magazine...

I think it's called procrastination. Always been one of my gifts.

But now I'm dressed and ready to go, there are plenty of podcasts on the mp3 player (several Lake Wobegons, hurrah!) and all I need to do is collect my water bottle, the player, the gloves (it's winter and cold enough to need them) and the door keys and go.

Oh, and get off the computer.

But let me just tell you, first, that it's been a week. One heck of a rollercoaster week, particularly emotionally. With food, though, almost all the time (3 lapses) I've been very disciplined. Despite, I have to tell you, temptation (I didn't touch the home made scones with jam and cream on Monday, but oh I wanted to!).

I'll talk later about the food pattern I'm in (dietitian appointment is still a fortnight away, the earliest I could get), but it seems OK with the handbook's suggestions and works in terms of what I like to eat (well, not everything. Chocolate, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!).

Numbers:
On the scales this morning, 111kg (244lb).

I know you lose more weight in the first week of any diet. I'm NOT crash dieting, or doing anything that I'm aware is stupid. Fruit and veg, low GI carbs, sensible regular healthy eating. A walk almost every day (occasionally life gets in the way).

But it's encouraging. 4kg gone. About 50kg to go.

Going for that walk now. Then breakfast: a bowl of All Bran with a banana and Boost milk (low fat, high calcium).