The week was nice. Work has improved to the point I don't feel like I am making stupid, small mistakes accidentally all the time. But twice the boss lady brought in tubs of cookies! I resisted both, but barely. I attempted to hide the second batch by placing them in the cupboard and laid a note out telling everyone where they were since I wanted them out of sight and out of mind. But no, someone took the note away and put the cookies back out for everyone to see (which I felt was really mean). Oh well. I'm glad I had enough self control to resist them.
I've also continued to loose weight. Remember the post 195! Booya!? Well, it's 182 now :D I went and got a new shirt and new a new pair of capri's to celebrate. I'm in a size 12 pants (probably soon gonna be a 10) and a medium shirt in misses. But I think Fred Meyer is playing with my head and labeling the larger close smaller because large at Target was still on the snugger side (no thanks to my chest size). But I'm excited to be loosing weight and here's hoping that I might be able to get down to 150. That I believe will be my ideal weight, but I am not 100% sure since I've never been lighter than 159.
This week Emily graduated from collage. She had her ceremony yesterday and Steven and I (after helping a sister move) went and joined her and my parents for her grad party. Oh man was there good food or what!? Especially the decadent desserts! Huge varieties of cheesecakes and cupcakes, in which 99% all had chocolate. I couldn't resist! I had 2 big bites from Steven's peanut putter cheesecake, a cheesecake on a stick that was dipped in chocolate, a small bite of Rhubarb pie, another big bite of my mother's triple chocolate cheesecake and a good lick of Steven's cherry cupcake frosting. Oh man I was in heaven! Thankfully all that poison didn't kill me but it had me and Steven taking bets as to what my blood sugar was gonna be in the morning (especially since I'm not taking my medicine anymore).
After enjoying good food at the grad party, Steven and I went over to Jessica's to play games and watch a movie. We raced each other on Mario Kart, played rage, ate dinner, and watched Horton hears a who (not quite in that order). It was nice and relaxing, but boy was the drive home long. I was tired. Steven too. But it tis Sunday now and I'm fully rested!
I'm sure you all are wondering what the blood sugar reading was. Well at 6:10 this morning I expected to see 150 on my glucous meter... in stead, to my surprise, I was 98. I was in complete Aw and yet wondering if there was something on my hand that may have thrown the numbers off. So I wash my hands super well, then dried them off and let them set about for a minute and tested again. 104 on the second test. And just in case it decided to go up again I did a third test. 97! So I decided 98 was probably correct then and still couldn't believe after bombarding my body yesterday that I would have this good of a number. I'm thankful to my HF for letting my body heal and I continue to hope that I might beat the diabetes as I strive to eat better.
But here's an interesting note. I track my food on Myfitnesspal.com and I decided I better try and log everything I had yesterday knowing it was probably gonna be 2000+ calories and WAY too many carbs. I have no idea how accurate I logged everything, but according to what the website had, I was still under my calorie intake for the day and my barbs just broke over 100 for the day. It's possible I didn't OD on sweets as bad as I thought, but since I don't have the exact measurements of what I ate, or the nutrition facts for that matter, I am relying on similar recipes in the database for the nutrition info.
Anywho, A huge shout out for our AMAZING Dads, who Steven and I love with all our hearts. Hope you all are enjoying your Father's Day too!
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