Single men's life...

I have been a bachelor for the last 3 weeks whilst Jill has been back in Oz. Well as I am finding out it really isn't all that great. I am just not used to coming back to an empty, silent house. Jilly you are missed!

So I have carried out an experiment on myself which has required an incredible amount of sacrifice, hardship , suffering, mental stress, psychological trauma. How have I found the inner strength to deal with this dire diversity is beyond me. Pure stoicism I tell ya. (First one that says "What a load of crap" cops it).

The above situation was brought on by my decision to... wait for it... reduce the amount of food that I eat :)

No joke, that was it. So what led to this act of supreme sacrifice. On the night that Jill left, me and my friend Mohammed (who else??) went to a top eatery similar to Mama Noura's in Riyadh. I went apesh*t. Bought a huge mixed grill, two shwarmas, dips, some syrian pies, and a gallon of freshly squeezed lemon juice with mint. (awesome btw). Mohammed bought even more supposedly for the "family dinner". Yeah right.  At 11 at night?. Mohammed weighs a hefty 145 kilos btw so perhaps I was not in best company to encourage moderation. Needles to say two days later there was an almighty stink in his car and a dead, decomposing chicken was found under one of the seats. Draw your own conclusions here.

Got home at around midnight and thought I'd have a party all by myself. Ate the bloody lot. Anyone who has seen the Monty Python scene in a restaurant in "Meaning of Life" will get a very good approximation of how it looked on the night.

It was one of the worst nights I have ever had. Bloated, inflated, indigested, gaseous, nauseous, ill, immobile, slothy and short of breath was just the beginning of it. No chance of any kind of sleep. Had to eat boxes of indigestion tablets, then got sick from them on top of it. Real champion night here.

That was my tipping point literally. Got in the shower in the morning and half way through discovered what projectile vomiting is all about. On top of it the stomach acid burnt my vocal chords so I lost my voice. A magnificent effort I must say. Anyway standing there in the bathtub full of what looked like a vegetable soup (with meat) that someone had put through a faulty food processor was not exactly a finest moment of my life.  I felt like I was in the movie Alien - No one can hear you scream in space. No one could hear me because my vocal chords were acid-fried. Like any alcoholic in the morning it was a "Never Again" string of promises to myself. My sugar btw went through the roof that night. About 28.

So that was it. I have now been on a minimal diet for the last 2 weeks and amazing things have happened. I have gone from 106.3 kilos down to 98.1. My life is back. I was for years around 92-94 but since I went on insulin last April that had shot up to about 102.

In addition I have not had to use insulin at all in the last week or so. My sugar has been rock steady on 5-6. (Normal is 4-8). 

I am simply amazed at what has happened here. Mind you Jill has been telling me exactly this all along but I knew better didn't I :)

So what exactly have I done. First I have cut out all bread, bikkies, potatoes, rice and pasta. For breakfast I have 4 slices of turkey breast rolled in pepper. Lunch is a soup and a salad or a can of tuna. Dinner is sautéed mushrooms, with shrimps or pan fried hot dogs with some fetta sheep cheese. I have discovered that  I can have lots of things like tabouli salmon, fish, meats veggies etc. As long as there is no bread etc.

I have also been swimming every second day building up to 22 laps of a very large pool. I must thank our friend Telma for that. She is a Iranian-Armenian-German teacher here at PMU who is a great athlete. I am convinced that she is an ex East German performance coach (We don't encourage steroids but you will never achieve the targets we set for you unless you use them. Heavily.). She encourages me with gentle utterances of "Ein, Zwei, Drei gehen du Sheisskopff" or something similar. It's good when people care so much.

I will keep you posted as to my progress on adipose tissue shedding. Highly recommended.