Saturday 13th January 2024
Things seem to take forever don't they but then when you look at the calender, times does fly! It's now the 13th of January so I have been tracking my food intake for 13 days, it doesn't feel like two weeks at all. I had huge doubts I could keep it up when I started even for a week, I even made a silent pact that I'd track for the year, not telling anyone initially for fear that I wouldn't be able too, but I'm starting to believe that I could.
I've been up since 4.30am, woke up and couldn't go back to sleep, my brain playing the 'but you could have and then what' game with me whilst I was not quite awake enough to tell it to shut the fk up!
I'm awake now though and my subconscious can do one, I have real existing 'issues' to deal with before entertaining the shoulda, coulda, woulda crap that it's trying to throw into play!
I'm a bit emotional on and off but that could be coming off the patches, it could be that I'm concerned about both of the males in my house, I'm concerned about me too, having that done at the hospital ain't gonna be fun after all. Or it could just be because I'm a female who likes to have a little cry occasionally because it releases my stress, we wouldn't have all these emotions and the ability to use them if we weren't supposed to, I find it's a release and I feel better afterwards.
I survived yet another day on track, we even had a takeaway! He said he fancied a curry, I didn't panic, I've fancied tandoori chicken since before Christmas so I checked and it wasn't too bad, even with a couple of poppadoms. The only thing I couldn't track properly was the green sauce you get because it's not on the app under takeaway and it could be any recipe so I've just tracked some raiti and also tracked some yogurt under my snacks, that's close enough. I even added some extra lettuce and cucumber on a side plate to make having all the yummy mint sauce healthier - I love the stuff.
Fitbit says I managed to burn 2088 and I only consumed 1373, I had pilchards on toast again for brunch, there's a 1/3 of the tin left so I might have to have them again today.
Well we got the cats to the vets, what an ordeal! Surprisingly I got Coco in the box easier than Minnie, after cornering him, I wrapped him in a towel and we wrangled him in between us. Minnie however was a whole different ball game, she gave me a love hole in the palm of my hand with her claw before I finally had her in the kitchen, she tried hiding before the Ninja whilst acting like a bloody ninja, then she made the mistake of jumping down and running into a cool bag, so I zipped her in it - that sounds terrible doesn't it! I left a air hole lol, we then basically poured her into the basket through the gap of the bag into the door of the holder. The cat carriers aren't as big as I'd have liked them to be but they serve the purpose.
He was saying how they gonna get them back in at the vets, I'm like, that ain't our problem and would you believe they were golden, Coco was as calm as a cucumber, let them weigh him, stick a needle in his neck, put him back in the box. Minnie pretty much the same, she was a bit 'I have claws' when they tried to weigh her but she soon calmed down. You couldn't make it up! Vet said we have two very, healthy cats. Thanks to Elle's suggestion, I asked the vet to check that the Microchips had been transferred to me by the rescue people and it turned out they hadn't! I had to sort that when I got home so that ended up costing me a transfer fee, turned out one of them had never even been registered in the first place!
When we got back, they both disappeared as if to say, we don't trust you anymore, but Minnie came down eventually for a fuss before disappearing again, Coco didn't. When we went to bed they were both together on our bed just giving us the daggers. This morning they're both on the sofa but Coco is having nothing to do with me, he's at the other end of the sofa, I've given them a couple of treats, they've eaten them but NAH that ain't gonna fly.
I did nip over doctors to ask about making him a face to face appointment and they said it's February before one would be available, if he's not better by Monday I could go over at 8 and try and get an emergency one or we can ring 111 or go to the walk-in. He's going to see how he gets on. I do think he's a lot better, it's just in his sinuses but if he won't do the things I've suggested then...... At least he's using the nasal spray at last.
Food? I need to do a bit of a shop but I wanted to sit and plan some meals first. Could I survive with what we have for a day - maybe. I have a few potatoes, salad. There's some Coquilles St Jacques in the freezer that I bought from Aldi before Christmas, we could have them with veggies, that's a nice healthy lunch. I need to do that inventory of what's left in there. The boys are easy going with what I put in front of them and Aryn didn't eat a great deal yesterday at all, he's not well again. I've made a doctors appointment to get us referred back to the specialist at the hospital again.
Right time to get something done, this is turning into a long one and you've got stuff to do too I hope.
Mwah, luv ya
Love me x
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