Oh, Yeah, You Better Shop Around

When I thought about what I would title my post today, I thought back to my baby sister and how cute it was when she sang Captain and Tennille’s “Shop Around” song in the late seventies in her little three-year-old voice.

The reason I’m writing today about shopping around is that over the past several days I have saved forty-one dollars by not buying the things I needed to buy at the places it was suggested I would find them.Brown's Shoe Fit Company

As you know, I met my podiatrist a week ago today. He told me to pick up some Pinnacle Maxx Powerstep Orthotic insoles at Brown’s Shoe Fit Company in Warrensburg, my old college town, to battle against the diabetic callous on the ball of my left foot.

It turns out that Brown’s did not have my size, but the sales girl slipped a size smaller into my shoe and had me stand on it, saying that sometimes people are able to get by with the next smaller size.

It felt okay to me, so I decided to go ahead and get them instead of ordering the correct size and then having to make the half-hour drive back to pick them up. When she rang them up, however, I was mortified that, with tax, they were going to cost me over forty-eight dollars!

I gasped, “Forty-eight dollars!?  That’s like buying a whole pair of shoes!”  (Okay, maybe not for the rest of you women, but I live on a tight budget most of the time.  I don’t spend lots of money on shoes and purses–not when there are house payments and car payments to be made.)

She acknowledged my comment, but I don’t remember exactly what she said.

I asked her how long they would last and she said it depended on how much I used them, but some people were able to get eight months out of them.  That was an unacceptable answer, too.  I try to get my shoes to last a good year before I start thinking of replacing them, and I don’t wear more than one pair.  The pair I wear at home is the pair I wear to work is the pair I wear to church, etc.

When I got back to Chuck, who had been waiting in the car, I said, “Well, I got them.  But they were kind of expensive.”

“They better not have been!” he said.  “How expensive?”

He was flabbergasted when I told him.  “All you do is cost me money,” he muttered.

I agreed that it was too much, but what could I do?  I need my feet to get me from one place to anotPinnacle Maxx Powersteps Orthotic Insolesher.

Now that I knew what I was looking for, the exact name of the product, what the box looked like, etc. I decided to check Ebay when I got home to see if I could maybe find the same thing, only cheaper.

Bingo!  Not only that, I was able to get them in the exact size I needed. Brand new, of course, still in the box, for twenty-seven dollars and thirty-three cents–with free shipping!

Still having my receipt, I was able to take the other ones back to Warrensburg the very next day and order the cheaper ones online.  The company was Van De Leigh Sports and they are located in Illinois.

I received them in the mail today and have already made a trip downtown to see Dr. Grayson to have them customized for my feet.  I waited in the lobby while he worked on them.  He is absolutely convinced that callous will eventually be completely gone.

When he appeared in the lobby today with my shoe in hand, I asked him if his brother-in-law owned Brown’s shoe store.  He said, “No, why?”

“Because they charged me forty-eight dollars for these! I thought maybe you sent me there because a relative owned the store,” I said, joking.

“Oh, that’s too much,” he replied.  “They should have been about thirty-seven.”

“Well, I took them back because I found them online for twenty-seven dollars and thirty-three cents with free shipping.”

“I’m glad you told me that,” he said.  “I learn from you guys. That’s how I pass stuff along to other patients.”

I told him I also found the Amope Pedi Perfect callous remover online for only $18.89 with free shipping.  It was going to cost me, with tax, over $38 at Wal-Mart.

“Keep telling me things like that,” he said. “That how I can help others.”

By shopping around online, I was able to save over forty-one dollars this week, and, ladies, that is how you do it.

Just because your podiatrist–or any other doctor, for that matter–tells you to buy something at a particular place doesn’t mean you actually have to buy it there, unless insurance or something also is a factor (which it wasn’t for me).

Now I am all set to walk all over Silver Dollar City and Branson with my new orthotic inserts.  Truly I feel like a new woman with new feet!

Stats for today:
Weight:  N/A
Exercise: a mile so far on the treadmill
Blood sugar:
Breakfast (8:30) E: two slices of Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:30) E: lean deli turkey meat on Ezekiel bread with lettuce, onion, one wedge of lite Swiss Laughing Cow cheese and a Blueberry Cheesecake shake
Afternoon snack (4:00) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero Greek yogurt (by the way, I looked for Triple Zero Greek yogurt yesterday at Sam’s Club, and they told me they no longer carry it!)
Dinner (7:00) off-plan:  I had Chelsea’s leftover chicken-fried steak from Corner Cafe last night.  She said she didn’t care for it and wasn’t going to eat it.  I had planned to make myself a sirloin burger with onions and mushrooms, but temptation got the better of me.  I fixed a big portion of steamed broccoli to go with it and some coconut crack bars for dessert.
Diabetic supplements: two a day of folic acid and vitamin B complex; vitamin C, vitamin E, two cinnamons, one magnesium; plus my Lipitor for my cholesterol (which has come down dramatically since my last six-month checkup)

Night Fever, and I’m Not Talking about the Bee Gees

On Thursday Chelsea finished up her IV meds.  On Friday the home health nurse removed her PICC line.

This is only Monday, and for the past couple of nights her heart rate has been up around 130, indicating a possible infection somewhere in her body.

Her night fevers have also returned. Last night her temperature was back up to 99.9 (the 97s are her normal), and the doctor told her to make sure to see someone if her temp rose above 100 after her recent bout with infection in her blood and not just brush it off.

We’ve been expecting a visit from the home health nurse today, but it’s 10:30 and we’ve seen nothing of her.  That’s unusual for her.  She’s usually here and gone by nine or nine-thirty.

Even if the home health nurse doesn’t show, for whatever reason, miscommunication or something, Chelsea still has an appointment with a stand-in doctor at Centerpoint’s wound clinic today at one.  The staff there will no doubt consider her concerns about the elevated heart rate and the temperature spike.  They will also check the wound and put the wound vac back on.

Our family vacation is coming up soon, and we’ve been looking forward to it, particularly Chelsea since it’s her birthday outing with her friend from Arkansas. Chelsea told me last night that she refuses to let her fevers ruin our trip. That’s a hard call to make, though.  I know that seeing her long-time friend and enjoying this short three-day trip with her family will do her a world of good, but at what cost? If her health deteriorates even more, what then?

On Friday night, when I was emptying her Foley before bed, the wound vac sounded a leak alarm.  Three times I attempted to patch the leak, but was unsuccessful.  Finally, an hour later, I just removed all the foam and repacked the wound with Drawtex and Kerlix.

The blessing is, when the wound vac is not on, she has more freedom to leave her bed. SheWal-Mart walk was able to work at the salon on Saturday and to get her hair washed. Last night she enjoyed an outing with Chuck and me when we walked to Wal-Mart.  Yes!  I walked to Wal-Mart again! I can’t believe I can do that now, without dying–or without even dreading the walk! My treadmill training is really building up my strength and stamina!

We had a lot of fun.  Chuck kept racing me to the next light pole!  Haha.  He’s a competitive guy.

At Wal-Mart I stocked up on all the vitamins I read about in The Sugar Solution, the ones that are supposed to be good for diabetic heart, eye and leg and feet health.  I also picked up the ones that Dr. Grayson recommended to me.  I am going to reverse this neuropathy and nip any further complications in the bud!  I got folic acid, vitamin B complex, vitamin C, and vitamin E.  I also picked up a new supply of cinnamon: it’s good for the blood sugar.


We left home shortly after 8:00, and, even after walking around in Wal-Mart, we still made it home just before nine.  We were walking along at a pretty good clip, as evidenced by my sweaty, thirsty selfie when I arrived back home.  Those hills made me feel the burn in my legs, but it felt good!


This time last year, I couldn’t have walked two blocks! Trim Healthy Mama has been a Godsend and a lifesaver. I am so grateful for God’s bringing me to this path.

Stats for 6/29/15
Weight: N/A
Blood sugar:  I’ve not been taking it as often because strips are expensive, and we ran out of the ones that were Dad’s that we got when he passed away.  Do you know how ridiculous insurance is?  I got fifty strips for twenty dollars and Chuck got two hundred for forty.  What?
Breakfast (8:30) E:  Two pieces of Ezekiel toast and a mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (1:00) S:  Cobb salad at Chic-fil-A (a pretty good choice: no waffle fries, no croutons, no bun), but here’s where it went downhill: they got their peach shakes back, and Chuck bought us all a chocolate chip cookies.  I know.  Bad girl.
Chelsea got stuck in the ER until late, so no afternoon snack.  We didn’t get to eat dinner until almost seven.
Dinner (7:00) off-plan:  Corner Cafe (Chelsea bought us dinner): hamburger steak, dinner salad (no croutons, and I dipped each bite, instead of pouring the dressing), onion rings (off-plan breading; I almost ordered cabbage instead), dinner roll with Land o’ Lakes butter and Smuckers apple butter (and then I did really bad by eating the rest of Chelsea’s roll, too.  Boy, oh, boy.  Not a good day, but tomorrow is a new day.)

Wal-Mart walk 3

Wal-Mart walk 2





Phyllis’s Story

Phyllis's Story Blog

Let me introduce to you Phyllis Stockstill, a dear lady I met on the THM Beginners page.

She has graciously volunteered to tell her story with the hope that it will help other ladies who may feel they are too old to find success with Trim Healthy Mama.  I hope you will find as much encouragement in her testimony as I have.  

I am Phyllis, and I am totally hooked on the Trim Healthy Mama way of eating.  I would love to tell everyone why!

I am currently seventy-five years old, and I have recently lost thirty-four pounds by eating the Trim Healthy Mama way.

I can honestly say that I have enjoyed the way I have eaten and the food I have eaten, never having felt deprived at all since starting the THM plan.  I have not been able to say that about any other plan I have tried over the years, and I have tried several, as most of you probably have.

I have never been way overweight, but have consistently lived the yo-yo life since about my mid thirties: you know, gain weight, lose it, gain weight, lose it, up and down, up and down.

As I approached my forties, I noticed it getting harder to lose and easier to gain. Many times when I lost weight I did it by using the “rabbit food” method: a bunch of salads and other raw veggies, with a little starvation thrown in.

With all those weight loss types I tried, none ever really taught a new way to eat that could be done for life, so I was right back to the same old way of eating.

Over the span of the last five years, I broke a leg, had arthroscopic surgery on my knee, was diagnosed and treated for asthma and a touch of emphysema because of the asthma having gone untreated for so long.

The “rabbit food” approach could no longer be used because by this time I also had irritable bowel  syndrome and my sensitive stomach could no longer handle all the raw veggies.

My energy decreased, my weight increased, and I turned seventy-four at my highest weight ever.  At that point I was resigned that I would be overweight for the rest of my life.

Now, 184 may not seem like much to some of you, but, for someone who is short and had weighed 115 when she graduated from high school, it was quite a lot of extra weight on this old gal–and it was taking its toll!

A daughter who lived near Pearl and Serene in Tennessee had gotten into THM and was very successful.  She told me about it, but I said, “Naw, I could never do without potatoes and bread!”  You see, I have lived in south Mississippi for thirty-five years, but I grew up in the Midwest, sometimes better known as the meat-and-potatoes part of the country.

However, it was as if my own mind was betraying me and talking me into trying this new idea of losing weight.  One day my sensible self took over; then I heard myself telling our daughter, “I’m ready to do this!”

I just couldn’t stop myself when I went to www.trimhealthymama.com and ordered the book!  Our daughter helped me shop and buy some things I would need and place an order online for some other things.

Ladies, I haven’t looked back since!  I can absolutely live with this way of eating!

I should say, at this point, that you don’t get to be seventy-five years old without having picked up some wisdom along the way.  I have been blessed to have learned some good methods of self-help and self-motivation, and just plain winning the mind games we play with ourselves.

I believe we need to make the decision in our own minds to just do it, not “try” to do it.  We need to understand that we are responsible for our own success or failure and not let ourselves use excuses.

We may not have control over much, but we do have control over ourselves.  I believe the biggest battle is within ourselves and, once we win that battle, the actual act of losing is easier.

I have lost thirty-four pounds from April of 2014 to March 1, 2015, not being on plan 100% of the time, but probably 95% on plan.

I have been successful in maintaining my weight at 150 from March 1, 2015 to the end of June, 2015.  I sincerely tried to lose more, but my body decided to just quit when I reached 150 pounds, so I had to listen to my body.  After all, I couldn’t expect to get to a weight I was at thirty, forty, or even fifty, but I’m okay with that.

I am still amazed at how much more energy and stamina I have now!  I really don’t know the reason for it, but I don’t care!  I just enjoy it!

I have found THM to be the most adaptable eating plan I have ever tried.  I am able to adapt it to my own preferences and lifestyle.

At first, I was making a different recipe every meal and was feeling worn out by all the fuss.  I felt like I was spending all my spare time in the kitchen.  Not being a big planner or organizer, I gradually changed and adapted side dishes for meals to whatever our main course would be, pretty much as we were making the meals.

If we were having beef or pork or anything fried, we would put a little bacon grease in the veggies, have a full fat dressing on salad, or put butter on cooked veggies.

If we were having chicken or turkey or lean ground beef, I would use non-fat things to season veggies, use a non-fat dressing on salad and skip using butter completely.  This worked much better for my husband and me.

I have kept large bags of broccoli, chicken breasts and fruit in my freezer.

I never could have made it if it weren’t for those great snacks suggested in the THM book.  My favorites have been the Wasa crackers with the lower fat Laughing Cow cheese, the 0 fat Greek yogurt, flavored in various ways.

Oh, and I can’t forget those yummy protein shakes!  My favorite shake has to be the Snickers Shake  by Dashing Dish.  .  . omigosh!  Every time I take that first swallow, I say, “Oh, my, that is so good!”

My favorite lunch is fat-free cottage cheese, a small container of diced peaches in fruit juice, drained and rinsed, and two plain Wasa crackers, with maybe a shake.

I have eaten a lot of sweet potatoes for my E meals.  My favorite way to eat them is to just peel and boil them in chunks and eat plain.

I almost always have two veggies with my dinners.

I think my very favorite THM recipe is the E pancakes from the book, with the oat flour and fat-free cottage cheese.  I like them with either frozen or fresh blueberries pushed into the batter while browning the first side or covered with defrosted frozen raspberries or strawberries.

My second favorite recipe would have to be the cheeseburger pie, but I like to add mushrooms, mild green chilis and diced tomatoes.

I found that I lost weight better if I cut my fats back as much as I could in S meals and snacks, without compromising a satisfying meal or snack, and I did not use those S helpers with E meals or the E helpers with S meals.  Almost every meal I ate was either an S or an E, with no mixing of fuels.

Mamas, you may find THM works differently for you than how I have done it, but I totally love this plan.  At times I felt so overwhelmed with humility and gratitude that I have been able to lose the weight I have lost so easily and so enjoyably.

I am so grateful the Lord has placed the opportunity in my life to do this. I still cannot believe I look the way I do now! If you followed me and spied on me you would think I was narcissistic, as I find myself looking at my reflection often because I still can’t believe it!

I hope my story helps other mamas because, believe me, if I can do this, anybody can!


Phyllis's story

These are my after and before Trim Healthy Mama pictures. What a difference, huh?

I still can’t believe how easily I lost thirty-four pounds, and still can’t believe how much better I feel.

Yes, this plan can be a little confusing at first, but once you get it, it is the easiest weight loss plan I have ever done. It is also so easy to maintain my weight on THM!

Almost every day I thank and praise God for working through Pearl and Serene to bring us this wonderful book. At 75, I felt discouraged and doomed to keep the extra weight for the rest of my life because I could no longer lose by eating a bunch of salads and starving in between meals. Ladies, it works, and it is a great way of eating! God is good!

Finally, thank you, Dirinda,  for all you are doing to help and support Trim Healthy Mamas, and for sharing my story. You are truly a prize and an inspiration.

[If you have a Trim Healthy Mama (affiliate link) story to share in this space–whatever your age, whatever your circumstances–please email me at poem@ctcis.net or leave me a message on my regular timeline or on my Facebook Blogger Page, Dirinda’s Daily Dish]


YOUR Story Here

A few days ago, I posted “My Story” about the beginning of my THM journey: the how and the why.  One of my friends on the THM Beginners page read it and saw that I had mentioned that women older than I am have found success with this plan, too.  She commented on my post on the Beginners page, telling me that I had permission to mention her in my blog if I wanted.

That has given me an idea.  I’m not the only one with a story to tell.  Other ladies will benefit from hearing your story!  Email me (at poem@ctcis.net) or message me with your testimony about Trim Healthy Mama (affiliate link) on my Facebook blogger page, Dirinda’s Daily Dish, and I will include it in this blog. (You don’t have to worry about punctuation or grammar or spelling.  I have a built-in editor [auto-correct, almost!] and will polish it up for you!)  We just never know when something in our own experiences will resonate with someone else who has been struggling, either in trying to latch onto the plan or even just wondering if THM may be the answer for her as well.

If you are over 50 and have found success with Trim Healthy Mama, email me. If you are over 60 and want to share your story, email me.  If you are over 70 and want to encourage other ladies your age, email me.  If you have diabetes and have been able to improve your lab results, email me.  In short, email me if you feel that there is anything unique about your own journey that other women may find helpful or inspiring.

If you have found success with Trim Healthy Mama despite traumatic circumstances in your personal life, email me.  Other women are going through the same thing–or maybe they will be going through it.  Help them find hope that they can hold onto their health, at least, even if everything else seems to be falling apart.

Hey, my space is your space.  We’ll share!  We’re all in this together.  Let’s encourage, build and strengthen one another.

In other news:  I tried fixing Chelsea’s wound vac three times last night.  We thought we had it at least twice–until she sat back up again.  It was frustrating, but not as frustrating as it was last December when we had a family sob fest in her bedroom.  Well, she and I were sobbing, while Chuck and Cameron stood helplessly in our midst, not knowing what to do or say.

One thing I have learned about the wound vac: when setting out to patch the leak, turn the stupid thing off first.  The beeping does not help.  At all.  I can work better in silence, when I can hear myself think. The noisy alarm is like nails on a chalkboard and is not the least bit conducive to tranquility and peace.  Hearing the constant beep, beep, beep of the machine is like having someone stand right next to my ear, screaming, “Hurry, hurry, fix it now, it’s still not working, fix it, fix it, hurry, hurry, still not working, fix it!”

The blessing that came out of not being able to fix the leak last night is that Chelsea was able to work at the salon today.  Lafayette County people, if you need a good place to have your hair cut or styled, I think Uptown Style may be the place for you!  How can you go wrong with a salon called “Uptown Style,” right?  Whenever I hear that name it makes me want to break into a rendition of Billy Joel’s “Uptown Girl” at the top of my lungs.

The first 003day of my official summer vacation, and it’s not even hot.  That means I can have my famous Baked Blueberry Yogurt Oatmeal for lunch! Yee-haw!  It has been a few weeks since I’ve had my beloved oatmeal.  My mouth is watering already.  Since I began Trim Healthy Mama, I have to say that this has become my very favorite breakfast item, and did I mention that blueberries are a superfood?  You really can’t go wrong with this energizing E breakfast. I have a friend who has blueberry oatmeal almost every single day of her life. I could never understand that until I tried this. With the addition of the Greek yogurt, blueberry went from my least favorite to my very favorite!

Stats for 6/27/15:
Weight:  250.8 (I am still not discouraged.  How long was I at this weight before I ballooned up to 350?)
Blood sugar:
Breakfast (8:30) E: Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:00) E: Blueberry Yogurt Baked Oatmeal
Afternoon snack (3:30) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero Greek yogurt
Dinner (7:45) S: three-egg omelets (AGAIN!) with green and yellow pepper, mushrooms, onions, Swiss cheese, and, hey! how about some grape tomatoes on there, too?



Shattered.  Did you know that word means something completely different in the UK than it does here in America?

In the United States, if I hear that someone is shattered, I think he is broken or crushed, that his world has come crashing down around him, that he has come to the end of himself and doesn’t know where to turn.

To the British, “shattered” simply means “exhausted.”

Today I am British-ly shattered. Although I went to bed at 9:30 last night, I’m still so tired I can hardly stand it. I fought with myself to get on the treadmill this morning. I reminded myself how much easier it is now that the ball of my left foot feels better, but it was still hard.

My legs are tired, my feet are tired.  I’m just tired–my mind and my whole body!  Exhausted.  Shattered.

Night before last I stayed up until after midnight with Chuck as he watched the Royals game.  He kept telling me to go to bed, but I kept messing around on the computer, saying, “Why do I have to go to bed if you’re not?”

“Because you have to drive in the morning and I don’t.”

I should have listened to him.  Even after I went to bed I still didn’t sleep soundly, and it felt like I woke up every hour or two.  I had fully planned to take a nap sometime yesterday, but it didn’t work out that way.  I had to take the preschoolers to the library for story hour, and then, after helping Chelsea with her wound dressing and IV and getting out of bed, I had my blueberry cheesecake shake for lunch and then piddled around with my blog and Facebook until it was time to drive my afternoon route.

I could barely watch TV last night.  It’s unlike me to go to bed earlier than 10:30, but I would have gotten nothing accomplished–either work or recreation–had I stayed up.

We have a family vacation coming up.  It has been decided by us and the home health nurse that we are not taking Chelsea’s wound vac with us.  The doctor had other plans.

When Chelsea asked him if she had to take the wound vac, he asked, “Do you want to lose a month of progress?”

“No,” she replied.

“Okay, then,” he said. “Go to Branson. Have fun. But take the wound vac with you.”

One word.  Impossible.  We have the backing of the home health nurse on this one. Either we don’t go at all, or we don’t take the wound vac. I can pretty much guarantee that if the wound vac goes with us, not much fun will be had because there will be constant worrying about the seal breaking, the alarm sounding and having to get someplace so we can take the foam out and dress it another way or somehow patch the draping–pronto–because that sponge cannot be left inside her wound for more than two hours if the wound vac stops working.

And if we’re on the road what can we do?  It’s just not possible to fix that. Where? In the back seat of the car? Chelsea can’t even get into the back seat.  The door isn’t wide enough for her to pull her wheelchair close enough to be able to stand and pivot and sit down in the backseat.  That’s why, when we’re all four together, Cameron and I sit in the back and Chelsea sits up front with Chuck–or me, if we switch off driving.

I can see the whole thing now: We arrive at Silver Dollar City.  It’s ten o’clock in the morning.  Chelsea stands up and pivots into her wheelchair.  The wound vac starts making that loud clicking sound and then it starts beeping.  Then we’re stuck.  Where do we go?  What do we do?

It’s not feasible to take the wound vac with us.  I’m taking enough Drawtex and Kerlix and other supplies to get us through the few days we’ll be in Branson. Then when we get back the home health nurse will put the wound vac back on and Chelsea will get some bed rest before going back to the doctor.

I don’t see another way.

This vacation makes me nervous, but it’s not just because of the wound vac. I will be without my treadmill for a few days.  I will be without my Nutribullet and my Ezekiel bread and my whey protein powder and my Gala apples and my Triple Zero Greek yogurt and my crisper drawer full of veggies for my lunchtime salads.

“I don’t know how I’m going to do this,” I told Chuck.  “I don’t think I can survive without my Nutribullet.  I don’t think I can do Trim Healthy Mama (affiliate link) without it. And the treadmill. How can I go without doing my treadmill every day?”

“You’ll be fine,” Chuck assured me. “Have you forgotten where we’re going? You’ll get plenty of exercise, walking up and down the hills at Silver Dollar City.  And this is only a few days. Maybe just take some healthy snacks with you.”

Apples I can manage, but what about my Triple Zero Greek yogurt?  I have to have protein with my snacks.

The good news is that I don’t really weigh, anymore, so I don’t have to stress about how much I’ll weigh when I get back.  If I gain three pounds I won’t know it.  Then, when I get back, in a week’s time or so the weight will be gone again, and I’ll be none the wiser.

In fact, that’s my advice for you, too. It’s summertime.  If you’re going on vacation, give yourself some grace and give your scale a break.  Don’t weigh yourself for at least a week when you get back.  At least a week.  If you can go longer, do it.

Just because I’m leaving town doesn’t mean I have to take leave of my senses, too. Going on vacation doesn’t mean I have to completely lose my mind and take a swan dive off the wagon.  I know I can’t have potatoes.  I know I can’t have bread.  Everything else I’ll just play by ear.

Even if some of my choices aren’t so good, at least they don’t have to be horrible.  Remember, even if we’re not on plan 100% we can still be on plan 75%–or 50% or 25%.  That’s better than we used to do!

Today is Friday.  I have no preschool route at 11:00, and that means I can have a nap!  Yay!

Summer school ends today.  From now on I can sleep in every day if I want, but I hope I don’t because the earlier I can get my treadmill in the better. I have a feeling if I wait until the day starts to heat up I won’t have the drive to keep up my treadmill regimen.

Stats for 6/26/15
Weight:  N/A
Exercise: a mile on the treadmill
Blood sugar:
Breakfast (8:30) E: Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:00) S: salad
Afternoon snack (4:00) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero Greek yogurt
Dinner (7:45) S: three-egg omelet with chopped deli ham, green and yellow peppers, onions, mushrooms and a piece of Swiss cheese


Apples to Apples to Healthy

This is a non-scale victory of the highest order.  I don’t think this is an overstatement, but, if it is, it is barely an overstatement:  This past year with Trim Healthy Mama (affiliate link), I am relatively certain that I have consumed more apples (I’m talking whole apples, not apple pie or apple fritters) than in the first fifty years of my life.

My parents always bought plenty of fruit–and apples were readily available to me–but apples were not a favorite of mine.  I do remember eating one apple when I was in sixth or seventh grade that stands out in my mind as one of the juiciest and most flavorful apples I had ever had, at least up until that point in time.  For some reason, all these years later I remember it as being a Red Delicious, but I may be completely wrong about that, since I haven’t had a Red Delicious apple in recent years (or ever, really) that has come even close to equaling that one.

The Red Delicious apples I’ve had since then have been characteristically mealy and definitely not my first or even second or third choice.

I haveGala apples to say that nowadays Gala apples are my favorite.  Almost every Gala I have eaten has been crunchy and juicy. Nothing wakes up my mouth like a crisp, sweet Gala apple, lightly sprinkled with salt.

Lisa Lillien, of Hungry Girl, prefers Fujis.  Out of curiosity and respect for her show and “expertise,” I decided to try a couple of them the last time I bought apples.  They have a pleasing taste, but the crunch factor is missing.  Maybe I just got a couple of bad Fujis, but they didn’t look bad.  They definitely weren’t rotten, but something was amiss.  They seemed kind of soft or mealy.

Another non-scale victory is this:  Since Chelsea has been home from the hospital–and since I keep a constant surplus of Gala apples on our kitchen counter–she often joins me in having one for an afternoon snack and now even requests them, along with a spoon of peanut butter and a few chocolate chips.  I pair mine with Triple Zero Greek yogurt, of course, to avoid crossing over into “dual fuel” land.

And now for some nifty fun facts about apples from the Best Health:

What makes apples so great?

In 2004, USDA scientists investigated over 100 foods to measure their antioxidant concentration per serving size. Two apples—Red Delicious and Granny Smith—ranked 12th and 13th respectively. Antioxidants are disease-fighting compounds. Scientists believe these compounds help prevent and repair oxidation damage that happens during normal cell activity. Apples are also full of a fibre called pectin—a medium-sized apple contains about 4 grams of fibre. Pectin is classed as a soluble, fermentable and viscous fibre, a combination that gives it a huge list of health benefits.

1. Get whiter, healthier teeth

An apple won’t replace your toothbrush, but biting and chewing an apple stimulates the production of saliva in your mouth, reducing tooth decay by lowering the levels of bacteria.

2. Avoid Alzheimer’s

A new study performed on mice shows that drinking apple juice could keep Alzheimer’s away and fight the effects of aging on the brain. Mice in the study that were fed an apple-enhanced diet showed higher levels of the neurotransmitter acetylcholine and did better in maze tests than those on a regular diet.

3. Protect against Parkinson’s

Research has shown that people who eat fruits and other high-fibre foods gain a certain amount of protection against Parkinson’s, a disease characterized by a breakdown of the brain’s dopamine-producing nerve cells. Scientists have linked this to the free radical-fighting power of the antioxidants contained therein.

4. Curb all sorts of cancers

Scientists from the American Association for Cancer Research, among others, agree that the consumption of flavonol-rich apples could help reduce your risk of developing pancreatic cancer by up to 23 per cent. Researchers at Cornell University have identified several compounds—triterpenoids—in apple peel that have potent anti-growth activities against cancer cells in the liver, colon and breast. Their earlier research found that extracts from whole apples can reduce the number and size of mammary tumours in rats. Meanwhile, the National Cancer Institute in the U.S. has recommended a high fibre intake to reduce the risk of colorectal cancer.

5. Decrease your risk of diabetes

Women who eat at least one apple a day are 28 percent less likely to develop type 2 diabetes than those who don’t eat apples. Apples are loaded with soluble fibre, the key to blunting blood sugar swings.

6. Reduce cholesterol

The soluble fibre found in apples binds with fats in the intestine, which translates into lower cholesterol levels and a healthier you.

7. Get a healthier heart

An extensive body of research has linked high soluble fibre intake with a slower buildup of cholesterol-rich plaque in your arteries. The phenolic compound found in apple skins also prevents the cholesterol that gets into your system from solidifying on your artery walls. When plaque builds inside your arteries, it reduces blood flow to your heart, leading to coronary artery disease.

8. Prevent gallstones

Gallstones form when there’s too much cholesterol in your bile for it to remain as a liquid, so it solidifies. They are particularly prevalent in the obese. To prevent gallstones, doctors recommend a diet high in fibre to help you control your weight and cholesterol levels.

9. Beat diarrhea and constipation

Whether you can’t go to the bathroom or you just can’t stop, fibre found in apples can help. Fibre can either pull water out of your colon to keep things moving along when you’re backed up, or absorb excess water from your stool to slow your bowels down.

10. Neutralize irritable bowel syndrome

Irritable bowel syndrome is characterized by constipation, diarrhea, and abdominal pain and bloating. To control these symptoms doctors recommend staying away from dairy and fatty foods while including a high intake of fibre in your diet.

11. Avert hemorrhoids

Hemorrhoids are a swollen vein in the anal canal and while not life threatening, these veins can be very painful. They are caused by too much pressure in the pelvic and rectal areas. Part and parcel with controlling constipation, fibre can prevent you from straining too much when going to the bathroom and thereby help alleviate hemorrhoids.

12. Control your weight

Many health problems are associated with being overweight, among them heart disease, stroke, high blood pressure, type 2 diabetes and sleep apnea. To manage your weight and improve your overall health, doctors recommend a diet rich in fibre. Foods high in fibre will fill you up without costing you too many calories.

13. Detoxify your liver

We’re constantly consuming toxins, whether it is from drinks or food, and your liver is responsible for clearing these toxins out of your body. Many doctors are skeptical of fad detox diets, saying they have the potential to do more harm than good. Luckily, one of the best—and easiest—things you can eat to help detoxify your liver is fruits—like apples.

14. Boost your immune system

Red apples contain an antioxidant called quercetin. Recent studies have found that quercetin can help boost and fortify your immune system, especially when you’re stressed out.

15. Prevent cataracts

Though past studies have been divided on the issue, recent long-term studies suggest that people who have a diet rich in fruits that contain antioxidants—like apples—are 10 to 15 per cent less likely to develop cataracts.

Anyway, that’s the skinny on apples.  (See what I did there?)

So .  .  . how do you like them apples?

Which variety is your favorite?  I may have to give it a try!

Stats for 6/25/15
Weight:  N/A
Exercise: a mile on the treadmill
Blood sugar:
Pre-breakfast snack (5:15) S: two coconut crack bars
Breakfast (8:15) E:  two slices Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:30) S:  blueberry cheesecake shake and two coconut crack bars
Dinner (4:45) off-plan: Spur of the moment Taco Bell: Nachos Bell Grande and one crunchy shell taco.  Chuck and I went to Warrensburg to take my orthotics back so that I could order cheaper ones on Ebay (I saved $21, baby!).  My first thought was to grab my apple and my Triple Zero Greek yogurt, like I did yesterday.  I should have.  But then I would have had to think of something for dinner.  I wanted salad again, but Taco Bell sounded fast and easy.  Tomorrow is a new day.

Happy Feet!

Yesterday I had my very first appointment with my podiatrist.

He appeared in the doorway in his surgeon’s cap and scrubs.  “Welcome to hell,” he said.  If he had had a scalpel in his hand I may have run for the hills.

I was taken aback, to put it mildly.  I stared at him, not quite sure how to respond to that kind of greeting.  He continued.  “My wife just called from  Odessa, and she said it’s a-comin’.  It’s really starting to rumble out there.”

“Oh,” I said, breathing a mock sigh of relief, “so you weren’t talking about my feet.”

He laughed, “No, no, no.  I was talking about the storm, not your feet.”

I told him he should probably put more thought into the first thing he says to a new patient from here on out.  He laughed again.

He went on to talk about his grandmother’s wanting him to become a meteorologist so that she could watch him on TV.  “She was really disappointed when I told her I was going to medical school to become a doctor. I think she is the reason I’m so fascinated with weather.”

We chit-chatted for a few minutes about different things, including each of our weight-loss successes (it turns out he has recently dropped thirty-five pounds and brought his blood pressure into the normal range), and then he got down to business.  He told me I had come to see him just in time because the callous (that hard spot on the ball of my left foot) was now a grade one and was about to break open and start bleeding. He removed it with a straight-edge instrument of some kind that put me in mind of a putty knife. Then he cut a place out of a piece of white foam and put it on the spot on my foot.

I told him I was reading The Sugar Solution, and that the book listed a few things that would help with diabetic neuropathy.  I told him I was going to pick up some vitamin C and vitamin E to help with my feet, legs, eyes and heart.

“Yes, do that,” he said, and then he told me of a few other things I needed to pick up, too:  an Amope callous-remover (that he will use on my foot [Wal-Mart has them for $36.84, but I found one on Ebay for $18.89 with free shipping]), some orthotic inserts (Pinnacle Maxx Powersteps [the store in Warrensburg charged me $48 something yesterday, with tax, but I’m taking them back because I found them for $27 on Ebay last night with free shipping]),  vitamin B complex, and folic acid.  He also spoke of some kind of Gold Bond cream that would be good for my feet.

When I get the inserts picked up, I’m to bring them in to him and he will fix them for me to remove the pressure of the sole of my shoe from the callous.

He is convinced that, not only will he be able to make walking a lot more comfortable for my foot by redistributing my weight to different parts of my foot, it will also help my knees and my back, and the other things I mentioned, the vitamins, will get rid of my neuropathy!!

May I Happy Feet!just say that I love my podiatrist?  Not only is he a fun conversationalist, he seems to really know his stuff.

I found out that most diabetic patients come in every ten weeks for foot care, to have their toenails trimmed and so forth.  Our nephew’s grandma told us a few years back that diabetics should never trim their own toenails.  Apparently this is accurate information.

I feel like a load has been lifted off me.  My treadmill routine is about to get a lot more pleasant! In fact, this morning is was a lot more pleasant!  I don’t know why I didn’t go to see a podiatrist months ago!

I’m a happy girl today, a happy girl who has very happy feet!  God is good.  Life is good.

Stats for 6/24/15:
Weight:  N/A
Exercise:  a mile so far on the treadmill
Water:  GGMS (Good Girl Moonshine) all gone and ready to make another
Blood sugar: 95 (1:35, an hour after my blueberry shake for lunch)
Breakfast (8:30) E:  Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:00) FP:  blueberry cheesecake shake
Afternoon snack (3:30) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero yogurt
Dinner (6:50) S:  huge lettuce salad with deli turkey strips and my regular veggies

My Story

Before I started Trim Healthy Mama I was roughly 313 pounds (the doctor’s office had me at 316, I think, but the weight is relative).  Several years before that, though, I probably weighed at least 350 pounds, judging by some of the photos from that time period.

I was drinking a couple of Cokes a day, at least.  We would buy cases of Coke at a time, and I always had an open can in the fridge.  I liked Coke better than Pepsi because Coke held its fizz and never went flat.  I would drink Coke all day as I got thirsty, instead of getting a drink of water.

I had absolutely no self-restraint when it came to anything: candy, pizza, pasta, sweetened cereal, snack cakes, ice cream, you name it. It isn’t that I ate so much at one time, but I was a grazer.  I ate several times a day: a handful of this, a handful of that, a slice of this, a chunk of that, a candy bar here, a slushie there, etc.

I had never tried any kind of diet before, other than Dexatrim and Diet Pepsi when I was a teenager (and back then I didn’t know the meaning of the word “fat”).

After our kids were born, both by C-section, I just kept adding weight, year after year after year.  Poor eating habits coupled with a sedentary lifestyle brought me to the brink of medical disaster, only I didn’t care–I mean, not really–or else I would have done something about it.

I happened to hear a broadcast on “Focus on the Family” one day about Dr. Nick Yphantides, the guy who wrote My Big, Fat Greek Diet.  Dr. Nick once weighed 467 pounds and set out on a great adventure, touring all the major league baseball stadiums while on a quest to lose his excess weight.

I was so intrigued by his story that I bought his book and started following little bits and pieces of the information he provided.  It was during this time that I stopped consuming Coke as my primary source of hydration. I also started walking on the walking track at the park every day or two or three (for a couple of weeks.  Short-lived, I know).

During this period, I was able to drop about twenty-five pounds.  I don’t know if I actually kept it off or if I managed to lose even more because I was kind of allergic to the scales back then.  I avoided them at all costs.  Even when I went to the doctor’s office I tried not to look and hoped they wouldn’t tell me.

When I first bought My Big, Fat Greek Diet I went to Wal-Mart in search of a scale that was capable of registering a weight higher than mine.  My son, who has had OCD for as long as I can remember, took to weighing himself several times a day, even though he wasn’t fat (he was just compulsive and obsessive).  At 6’1″ he went from weighing 205 to 165-175, and, to this day, about ten years later, he still weighs himself several times a day and holds his weight to the 160s and 170s.

My son always cared that I was overweight.  “Don’t you want to lose weight, Mom?”

“Of course I do,” I would reply.

“Then why don’t you go on a diet?” he would ask.

“It’s not that easy,” I would respond.

That is, it wasn’t easy until Trim Healthy Mama.  I don’t want to mislead anyone. As with any plan, whether it’s OA (Overeaters Anonymous) or Weight Watchers or South Beach Diet or Jenny Craig, you still have to work it.  You can’t just buy the book and watch the pounds fall off.  You have to implement what you read, but I was delighted at the forthright information provided in the book and how basic it actually was.

I’ve not followed the plan perfectly.  I still struggle with sugar addiction, but I have made some real headway in other areas.  Basically, I stopped eating potatoes (baked, mashed, french-fried, chips, etc.), bread (French, Italian, white, hamburger buns, hotdog buns, cinnamon rolls, doughnuts, etc.), most pasta, flour, rice (that was a big one for me, especially in the wintertime when my very favorite thing to eat for breakfast was a big, steaming bowl of white rice with sugar and milk and a pat of butter).  I stopped buying milk or cooking with milk (except occasionally for my husband).  No more cereal, even the “good” ones: Cheerios or any other unsweetened ones because they are all “off-plan.”  Oatmeal became my staple and remains a staple today.  I enjoy it immensely and don’t miss any of the other breakfast cereals.

Back in June of last year I was desperate for some changes.  Department of Transportation physicals were adopting stricter guidelines, and I was afraid, with my excess weight and diabetes, that I wouldn’t be able to keep my job if I continued on the destructive path I was on.

I went to my doctor and asked for diet pills.  She refused to give me any, even though I was in the “morbidly obese” category.  She said diet pills were bad for the heart and why pile more problems on top of the ones I already had?

She told me if I stopped eating potatoes, rice, pasta, flour, sugar and bananas (basically anything that was white!  LOL) the weight would fall off.  She was right.

She said, “You crave what you eat.  If you eat flour and sugar, those are the things you will crave.  If you eat cauliflower and apples, those are the things you will crave.”  She was right about that, too!

It goes without saying that we eat what we crave, so you can see how that would become a vicious cycle.  We keep eating what we crave, so we keep craving what we eat.

By chance, around that time, I happened upon a comment on one of my friends’ Facebook profiles.  A friend had asked her how much she had lost so far and she had replied, “Fifty pounds.”  That piqued my interest!  I had to know more.  It was then that I was introduced to Trim Healthy Mama.

Thirty-five dollars seemed like a significant amount of money to spend on a book that I had no idea whether would work or not.  I was pretty desperate for help, however.  Chuck and I talked about it, and he agreed that I could order the book.

I started following the book loosely in mid-July, after procrastinating and having trouble getting through the first several chapters, which didn’t seem to pertain to me at all.  I was anxious to get started and wasn’t being entertained or helped by fictitious women with whom I could not identify.

Determined, I forged on until finally reaching chapters eight and nine, which I have read several times.  This is the meat of the plan.  Subsequent chapters were also helpful.

Little by little I followed what I could understand and what I could pick up from the Facebook groups.  THM Beginners was/is my favorite.  I love the ladies there, their encouragement, their stories, their recipes, their friendship.

Something I picked up from Dr. Nick was this (and I still keep this in mind, meaning that I never drink juice, something that Trim Healthy Mama also advises against): he said he didn’t drink his calories. Instead of drinking orange juice, he would eat an orange.  Calories are precious and you aren’t allowed very many per day if you want to lose weight or, at the very least, keep from gaining more weight.  Why waste them by slurping them down?  Why not thoroughly enjoy your calories by chewing them and savoring them?

One exception to this rule for me, though, is my shakes and smoothies.  They have very few calories in them because I now use equal parts of almond milk and water, plus lots of crushed ice.  The protein powder makes and keeps me full, and I end up fooling myself into believing that I have just enjoyed a decadent ice cream treat (and me and ice cream go back a long way!) when, in fact, what I consumed was completely healthful.

I still don’t do Trim Healthy Mama perfectly, but I do the parts I understand. What I understand is this:  do not eat for three hours in between meals and snacks. Potatoes are off-limits.  Most bread is off-limits.  Read chapters eight and nine, over and over again if you have to, and memorize those food lists!  Memorize them like you’ll be tested on it later.  It’s important.  When you commit these food lists to memory, separating your fuel types will become second nature.

If you don’t have the book, you may buy one –>HERE<– (Trim Healthy Mama affiliate link).  There are also other wonderful products in their store to help you regain control of your health.  If you can’t afford to buy the book, contact your local library and request a copy.

The other thing that has helped me is getting more exercise.

When my husband was hospitalized and diagnosed with diabetes several years ago, I found a nice Nordic Trac treadmill on a local swap and shop for only $250. It was nearly brand-new and a bargain price.  I snapped it up, but it sat in our family room, hardly used by either of us until Trim Healthy Mama came into my life.

Exercise, even walking, has not been easy for me, but it is getting easier.  It stands to reason that someone who weighs 313 pounds will have a harder time exercising than someone who weighs 240, but keep at it. Don’t give up, even when you want to–and you will want to.  I have wanted to give up on many, many occasions, and it’s only by the grace of God that I didn’t. Now my treadmill routine has become a habit.  I even get up early to make sure I get it done. <–That is soo not like me!

Let me encourage you with these final words.  If a fat, lazy sugar addict with a sluggish metabolism like me can lose weight with Trim Healthy Mama, you can, too.

I am fifty-five years old.  If you are younger than that, praise God that He has let you find this plan while you are still young.  If you are older than that, praise God that He allowed you to find a plan that will add a little well-being to the years you have left.

Women who are older than I am have found success on this plan.  It may seem overwhelming at first, but, really, it’s not rocket science.

Separate your fuels and respect the three hours in between meals.  Get off your tush and move a little.  Give up your pop (soda, Coke, whatever you call it).

You can do this.  I’m here to prove it to you!  (To date, I have lost sixty-five pounds with Trim Healthy Mama.  I have many more to go, but, even if I never lose another single pound, I am much better off than I was before!  I’m grateful to God for every ounce that is gone forever!)

It’s more than the weight I’ve lost that is important.  It’s about my new-found zest for life, the decreased inflammation in my joints, and the fact that I can now walk around the zoo with my family without having to lag behind the group because I’m too winded to continue at their pace.  It’s about being able to fit into clothes that are hanging at the back of my closet.  It’s about being able to shop for clothes of a normal size.  It’s ultimately about being released from my bondage to food.

Next month is my “Trimaversary”!  What a ride this past year has been!  I’m looking forward to the next!

THM Before During and After

Give the Gift of Health for Father’s Day

It’s Father’s Day.  Over the years I’ve discovered how hard it is to shop for men. My hubby is not a suit-and-tie kind of guy, so ties are out of the question.

Usually I buy him some kind of sports book or the kids and I go together and get him a gift card of some sort.  I’ve learned that we can’t go wrong with anything Royals, anything Chiefs or anything Missouri Tigers.

This year we bought him a hammock.  I’m not sure exactly when the thought hit me, but I remembered my uncle had a hammock when I was a little kid.  I always thought that was a cool thing to have under a tree.  My uncle’s, I’m pretty sure, was one that was tied to the branches (or trunk) of a tree, but we got Chuck one with a free-standing steel frame.

We gave it to him early so that we would be able to pull off the element of surprise.

I was unsuccessful at patching Chelsea’s would vac yesterday morning, even though I had fixed it well enough the night before to hold her through the night, so I just packed Chelsea’s wound with Drawtex and Kerlix.  That enabled her to get out of bed yesterday and allowed her to go out to dinner last night without having to worry about setting the leak alarm off while getting in or out of the car in the city last night.

Since she was able to be out of bed all day, she helped get Chuck out of the house by coaxing him to go for a walk to Wal-Mart with her, while I stayed home and got the hammock down the hallway (not an easy task; I had to partially disassemble it), out the door and set up in our backyard.

Cameron came over while they were gone, planning to take Chuck up on his offer to help him clean his new Camaro Convertible. Having Cameron home helped the surprise all come together. He helped me move the hammock underneath the towering tree in our backyard.

Cameron and I walked a little ways up Peach Street when we saw them approaching so we could see his face when he caught sight of it. Just about the time he hit the wheelchair ramp off our back deck, he stopped in his tracks and just stared at it.  It was hard to read his expression.  Was he wondering what it was?  Was he wondering how that got in our yard?

I will say it was a surprise.  An underwhelming surprise.  He’ll like it more in days to come than he liked it at first, I’m sure.  In fact, last night we both lay in it for a while, and I think he’s already warming up to it.

I thought it would be perfect to lie in while listening to ballgames or sports talk radio. It would be relaxing, too, so he could catch a nap while lying out under the clouds. He doesn’t get nearly enough sleep, so anything that may help him catch a nap here or there is a good thing. I’ve read a couple of times now that not getting at least seven hours of sleep a night is bad for your heart.

He says he wants to make sure it’s set up so that he can watch all the cars drive by our house. I like that it’s movable. He can turn it or move it to a completely different spot in the yard.

You canChuck's hammock big yawn see in the photos that he is already beginning to see the merits of owning a hammock.  Oh, big yawn!  This is so comfy!

Once the ballgame was over in the family room, Chuck joined Chelsea and me out under the stars last night.  In the northern sky we saw lightning, but we enjoyed a delightful breeze, following a hot day. Venus and Jupiter were shining brightly near a crescent moon, and it was a peaceful and relaxing summer night. I wish there were more nights like that one.  No TV, no distractions.  Just family and quiet conversations under a twinkling sky.

Chuck's hammock

Looking now at the photos taken of Chuck last night, I see contentment at its finest.  “Ah, this is the life!”  I was happy that Chelsea snapped these pictures with her cell phone and happy that we gave him his gift yesterday, since it has been storming ever since church let out today.  In fact, we had to sit in our driveway for ten or fifteen minutes when we arrived home so that we would only get wet when we dashed into the house, as opposed to drenched.

Chelschuck's hammock contentea had planned to go to church today since I took the wound vac off yesterday, but when she heard we had thunderstorms in our area she had second thoughts.

It takes Chelsea considerably longer to get in and out of the car; she can’t just jump out and run into the house.

If your guy isn’t easy to buy for (or even if he is), consider this: the best possible gift you can give him is the gift of health (both his and yours).  He is your life mate, the father of your children.  Don’t you owe it to him to be here for him as long as you can?  Do you really want to leave him with children to take care of all by himself?  Can you bear the thought of another woman lying next to him in bed at night?  Well, if you’re not taking care of yourself, you may as well start thinking about it because it very well may happen.

Wrong food choices can lead to all manner of health issues. Packing on extra pounds may seem innocent enough, but you are doing damage to a lot of organs in your body, many of which you can’t live without.

I am still reading The Sugar Solution, and I am gleaning lots of useful information from it, regarding diabetes and helpful supplements.  Currently, besides my doctor-prescribed Lipitor for my high cholesterol, I am taking two 1000 mg cinnamon capsules every morning, along with a vitamin B12, an occasional zinc and MSM capsule, and two magnesium at night when I go to bed.

I’m reading that I also need to be getting vitamin E and vitamin C to help with circulation and to aid with eye health, heart health and leg and feet health, since I am a diabetic (now in the pre-diabetic range, thanks to Trim Healthy Mama)!

Diabetes is an ugly, ugly disease.  Many people don’t even know they have it until damage has already been done. I didn’t know I had it, but I suspected I had it when my toes started becoming numb. I wish now that I had taken immediate action, instead of letting it progress to the point where the numbness had spread to a larger part of my feet.

It isn’t just me.  Chuck has diabetes, too.  He depends on me to make wise choices in meal planning.  Many times he balks at what I fix, but he is trying to eat as much of what I make as he can. For a man who doesn’t care for most vegetables, it isn’t easy for him.  He’s a meat-and-potatoes man to his very core.  Well, potatoes no more, Mister–at least not when I’m cooking!  If you want to go to your grave early, it will be over my dead body!

I love my husband.  I want to be here for him as long as I can be. With a special needs daughter, it is imperative that she have her mom to take care of some things that her dad just can’t help her with.  Sometimes a girl just needs her mom.  And my husband needs me here so his daughter can have her mom!

To be the best you for your family, commit to a life of healthy eating habits and regular exercise.  God only allows you so many days on this earth to be with your family. Don’t you want to feel as good as you can during those years?

Bronnie Ware, a hospice nurse, once said, “Health brings a freedom very few realize, until they no longer have it.”  Nothing hammers this home faster than diabetic neuropathy or retinopathy (blindness) or congestive heart failure.

If you have good health, first of all, thank your Heavenly Father.  Secondly, don’t squander the good health He has given you.  Be the wife and mother He wants you to be by being a responsible steward of your body, the very temple of the Holy Spirit.  We don’t know how long God will allow us to remain here with our families, but we need to be the best we can be with what the Lord has given us.

This Father’s Day, no matter what else you may have given your husband, resolve to give him a healthier you!  Doesn’t he deserve it?  Don’t your kids deserve it?  All right then, in the words of a Nike commercial, “Just do iChuck's hammock met!”

I am thankful that Trim Healthy Mama (affiliate link) has given me the tools to be a better me for my husband and kids!  Trim Healthy Mama can do the same for you! Check out the book! If you can’t afford a book, ask your local library to order a copy for you to borrow. You are worth the effort, and so is your family.

Stats for today:
Weight: N/A
Exercise: a mile and a half on the treadmill
Blood sugar: 101 (2:47, two hours after lunch)
Water: still not enough
Breakfast (8:30) E:  Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:00) E: leftover Quinoa Risotto with Garlic Chicken, steamed broccoli, banana cream Triple Zero Greek yogurt
Afternoon snack (3:30) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero Greek yogurt
Dinner (7:30) S: Easy Cheesy Chicken Casserole, steamed broccoli or green beans


Flexible Trim Healthy Mama

After Chelsea does her IV med at 1:30, we’re leaving for the city for Chuck’s Father’s Day meal.  That means we are going to be eating dinner at the same time I usually have my afternoon snack.

Trim Healthy Mama is nothing if not flexible.  Instead of having my usual salad for lunch, since I will probably end up having a salad for dinner, I opted to have my afternoon snack three hours earlier instead.

Later:  We ate at 54th Street Bar and Grill.  I had only been there a couple of times before.  Most of us enjoyed it.DSCF3759 Chuck got stuffed with his chicken tenders and baby back ribs.  Chelsea had more sliders than she could handle, and my grilled chicken and rice was incredibly healthy and delicious. I had to bring half home, though, to eat later as my 7:30 meal.  That’s my schedule, you know.

Cameron orDSCF3757dered taco salad, but it was bland.  He didn’t care for it and didn’t finish it, but I gave him a bite of my grilled chicken and rice. Chuck gave him two chicken tenders, and Chelsea gave him two sliders (except one of them he split with me, since he was getting full by that time).  Cameron also had an appetizer, Fry Me to the Moon, which is french fries and waffle fries covered with cheese, bacon and scallions. He said the appetizer was better than the Texas cheese fries at Chili’s, but the portions aren’t as large at 54th Street.

After dinDSCF3760ner, we stopped by Costco to pick up a few items.  I bought three 400-pack boxes of Truvia!  Each was $5.50 off regular price!  Thank you to whoever it was on the THM Beginners‘ page who told me about this!  With so many smoothies and coconut crack bars, saving money on Truvia is quite important to me!  The limit is ten and the sale is off on July 5, so, if you want to get in on this awesome deal, you better hurry!  Bring a coupon and save even more!


Speaking of which, we got home and what do you think we found in the mail?  Uh huh, Truvia coupons.  Man, I wish I had had those when we went to Costco earlier; I could have saved even more money!  Oh, well, no biggie.  It’s not like I’ll never go shopping again!

They sent me two packets of Truvia and a coupon for two dollars of which doesn’t expire until 6/30 of next year, so I have plenty of time to redeem it.  You can go to the Truvia web site and have coupons sent right to your door. Click
–>HERE<– for your free samples and coupon. You may also sign up for their E-club and receive offers that way, too.  Click –>HERE<– for the E-club and promotions.

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I enjoyed the decor at 54th Street and decided to snap a few pictures for you!  I loved the pop cuDSCF3743lture ambiance.

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Stats for 6/20/15:
Weight:  N/A
Exercise:  (Later:  one mile on treadmill at 10:00 p.m.  Whew.  Just under the wire!)  I did go for a power walk through Costco to get my items as speedily as I could.  Then I power-walked out to the car to get Chuck because they wouldn’t give me my receipt or his credit card back until he came in to the cash register.  I can’t blame them.  I know they only do that for security purposes.  I only wish I hadn’t left my purse at home; then I wouldn’t have had to use his card.  My own fault.
Water:  GGMS and water at dinner
Blood sugar:  100 (5:45 p.m., two hours after dinner)
Breakfast (8:30) E: Ezekiel toast and mocha cheesecake FSF
Lunch (12:00) E: Gala apple and Triple Zero
Dinner (3:30) Crossover:  54th Street Bar and Grill: Grilled Chicken and Rice: A fire-grilled chicken breast topped with Colby Jack cheese, sautéed mushrooms, peppers and onions. Served on a bed of wild, garden rice with grilled pineapple and steamed vegetables. I only ate half and brought the rest home to eat as my evening snack.  (off-plan cheats:  I also had half of one of Chelsea’s sliders, one baked bean, one french fry, two breaded mushrooms [fresh jumbo mushroom caps filled with herb and garlic cream cheese, battered and fried], I also had a bite of my son’s bland taco salad [he won’t be getting that again–ever])
Evening snack (7:00) Crossover: the rest of my chicken and rice and steamed veggies and a blueberry cheesecake shake.  (Who needs Sonic when I have Trim Healthy Mama?)