Tuesday’s aren’t a good day for cows around here…

Optifast Day 21 of 30 – 9 days until surgery

Sorry loyal readers, it has been a few days since I have “blogged” something. Have you ever started something with great intentions then it becomes an albatross around your neck and you have a hard time keeping up with it? Well if you have never had that feeling, then you should start a blog! Sometimes tough to write for 6 people and 1,000 Ukrainians, but I am dedicated to this and I will power on spreading my wit and wisdom to the masses. If I can provide just one chuckle in one Ukrainians day, then I can go to bed content that I have done well in the world.

So a lot has happened since my last post and at the same time not much has happened either. I am 3 weeks into the Optifast diet and still going strong. I am seeing a lot of NSV’s on a daily basis and I think I am just a whisker away from actually being able to use my own scale to track my progress.  Huzzah! Speaking of tracking progress I am currently testing out a new Fitbit that I bought with my own hard earned moo-la.   I will be doing a post specifically on this new technological marvel in the very near future.  If you are so inclined to buy one yourself before reading my upcoming awesome post then please feel free to click on the Amazon link to the right of this post and then search for Fitbit.  And you too can have it delivered to your doorstep in less than 48 hours and you will be helping out by supporting the site and chipping in for bandwidth costs.

Chick-fil-A-Cow-lgSo this morning was my HIDA scan  that took place at the 7:00AM this morning.  Again, this isn’t a painful test, but it is uncomfortable laying flat on your back in a stationary position for almost 2 hours on what can be described as a half step up from a bed of nails.  Also, I got the benefit of being shot up with a nuclear tracing dye, which mean that for the next 72 hours if I were to try to go through an airport I am going to set off some alarms.  So I guess it probably wouldn’t be a great idea to visit the White House either.  When I got back to work this morning I did turn the light off in the bathroom just to see if my pee glowed in the dark .  I found out two things….One, it didn’t glow in the dark and two, the guy in the stall next to me wasn’t particularly amused with my experiment.

So many of you are all probably wondering why Tuesday’s aren’t a particularly good day for cows? Well to go along with my scan today I had an overly talkative nurse that decided it was her job to keep me company during the entire time I was in a my uncomfortable supine position.  Obviously she had a captured audience, so she went ahead and used that to her advantage, and decided to play the part of chatty Cathy and regaled me with stories from her past and present.  One of which she found to be particularly amusing about the time she went to a meat market and asked the check out woman that day where are all the cows at that are normally in the adjacent field.  To which the checkout person replied…”Oh, Tuesdays aren’t a good day for cows around here.”  Which yes, I found a little bit amusing the first time, however by the fifth time I felt like she was a spokesperson for Chick-fil-a.

So folks..the countdown is in single digits and I am starting to get anxious.  Check back soon for my full review of my new little Fitbit.




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