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I really didn't think I wanted to eat. Cook. Or even have coffee to be honest. I was probably correct about not having coffee. I may quit that for a few days. I was worried the steak would be bad. If it wasn't actually bad, that it would taste bad. I was wrong. I didn't eat the whole thing, just half. But that was very good.
A new york strip. Sometimes the fat on those is skanky. Lately they haven't been. But, too, I am buying, and eating, far fresher, far faster. It was a wonderful meal. A few chewy parts, but I can easily live with that. I like some chew, in some of my meat, from time to time.
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The hospital called. The final lab results are in. No stds, which... is good. Any other sort of std that might not have shown for twenty years was tested for. Everything else would definitely have shown, or exhibited. So... all good that way. Nice to... have such things checked, anyway. Can you really trust any given woman? Since that is all I have known, that's been all my trust issues. An there is trust, trust, and... well... trust. Gah!
Oh, but the stuff they started me on isn't the best for what the infection is turning out to be. So they want me to switch. I am low on money, with the insurance issue, and the purchases, and the medicine I already bought. But, okay. I'll get in Monday, or today. Maybe? Bleh.
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I did get the trash, if only one bag, and the recycling out. I keep hearing vehicles that seem like they are that, but no. Could I have missed the trash pickup? Maybe. Recycling? If I missed recycling, which is more important, than so did my neighbor. I can see his barrel is open with cardboard. Still, it's possible, if annoying.
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Up to 77 out there, but just 73 and climbing up here in the front as it hits 10:47. It is a very pleasant day, to be honest. Food helped. Coffee I could have gone without. May just go to tea, plain, maybe even just herbal. Nice stuff, actually. And water. If I am somewhat hungry later I may go eat the rest of the steak. Not terribly hungry though. But... if I feel the call, I'll do it.
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Chair set up nicely, fully, now. I'll just use it, mostly, in whatever passes for my afternoons. Sitting on the uncomfortable one in the early part of my day. Trying to reserve the thing. Wish I could find a chair that would last a lifetime, and be comfortable, or comfortable enough, that I could also afford. They pretty much make these chairs to last a few years. No matter how much weight they are supposed to handle, they... really don't handle that weight for long. Designed to fail, specifically in a time, not weight, range. Though I doubt their weight ratings too.
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Trash did just get picked up. Hopefully recycling soon. I should post this. Keep... adding bits, then... forgetting. Here it is, almost noon.
Last 2 tiny pieces of Halibut& cottage cheese, just wasn't enough, lopped some plain meat off the bone of a rib-eye. Still craving...sweet? Ok, a couple prunes (fiber), better? maybe a couple more. Wish I had some whipping cream left, with prunes, good stuff.
ReplyDeleteMay do a "bugout" test run this weekend (now being my Fri.evening) asked for 2 days (my Mon,Tues.) Keep it close to home to test dietary and scheduling details, within 200 mi., decent hotel, because I might need to pamper myself. Haven't hinted to the housemates. I'll miss the dogs...
Fish is good, if it's good. Cottage cheese I am really enjoying, now that I know I can. It's... good. And ribeye, very difficult, in my book, to beat. The richness can get to me, but... I rarely don't want, or wouldn't enjoy, a ribeye.
ReplyDeleteAs to the craving? It doesn't matter if it is sweetness, or else. If I crave something like that? If I start, there is a good chance I won't stop. Eaten bags of stuff... chocolate covered peanuts, prunes or other dried sugar fruits, containers of oreos. I have to resist, or go all in. I am an addict, for sugar/sweet. Call it fruit, call it fiber, it's... sugar. Well, and the other side of that, pasta, pizza, bread. All, also, sugar.
Well good hunting on your run. I had to laugh. My mother told me about a time my brother decided to run away. She got him a hanky, with a sandwich, little bottle of water, and an apple, or such. He headed out. When he came back, she asked if he had gotten far. No, he had said. He wasn't allowed to cross the street alone, even at the corners, so he had just gone to each corner a couple of times. She knew, she had wives around the block espying him. :p
No mockery, just... brought that to mind. Be well, should you make your way out for a few. Life is good. Enjoy it.