Thursday they take my blood for the weight study. (They're the only ones who want my blood anymore. After 21 years of being a regular blood donor, I am no longer eligible. Apparently cancer disqualifies me.) According to the study protocol, I can't eat anything for 12 hours and I have to record everything I ate today. Which means I thought a lot more about what I put in my mouth today, sorta. I was at the Whole Foods store for organic fruits and veggies I can't find locally, when I instinctively/habitually reached for one of the samples they put throughout the store to entice me to buy. I bit down on the delicious treat when NotherFrog said, "Now you're going to have to put peanut brittle on your log." Dang.
One more note for the appointment. I was told to wear slip-off shoes and no socks or stockings--something about interferring with the electrodes they use. Weird, huh?
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