So I've been a very bad bad girl the past few days. I had pizza Saturday and Sunday night. I think it was mostly the convenience of it. Saturday I called my dad up, he owed me some money, and invited him to come up and watch a movie and bring pizza...very easy, no thought, no trying to stand and cook on my newly sprung leg. Last night I was doing taxes and didn't really have time to try and cook something, so it was real easy for me to just have Britt and Bri bring home some pizza when they got back from Wal-Mart.
The thing is...the pizza from Saturday wasn't even that good....WAY TOO MUCH CHEESE!!! But I ate like 5 pieces of it anyways....why do we do that to ourselves...at one point I almost gagged because it was so much cheese...but I finished it anyways...why??? What makes us have to finish it? It's like I wouldn't have been able to sleep knowing it was out there. That's the problem I had last week with the granola bars...they like invaded my psyche...I knew they were there...I couldn't contain myself until they were gone. I hope this stops when I get my fill or I just don't know what I'll do. I need to stop eating before I've gorged myself until I'm near to puking. There has to be something wrong with people like me...normal people don't do that kind of stuff...they can push away the plate when they are full. It's messed up!
On a completely separate note...I hate my secondary insurance!!! I get health care from my reservation and they will sometimes refer me out to services they don't provide...like my orthopedic doctor for my leg (they wouldn't refer me out for my Lap Band though...I have to pick up the rest of that myself...because of course that's not something overweight people actually need) . Well Friday when I got the cast off the doctor sent me over to Physical Therapy to set up an appointment, so when I was done there I called the Referral B**** and told her I had an appointment Monday at 2:30 and I need a referral. I've been looking forward to this all weekend because my leg is very sore. Well I called this morning to see if my referral was all ready, and of course she didn't answer...like normal...and she called me back at around 9am. Well apparently I have to have papers brought in and have the PT approved before they will pay for it so she's gonna call PT and have it rescheduled!!! WHAT!!! She said I could go today but there's no guarantee that they'll pay for it...and she's gonna call and tell them that!!! ARGH!!! Well I need to see the PT chick today, my leg is hurting...I have to limp around and if my weight gets mostly put on my bad leg it feels like it's breaking all over again. So I hope they end up coming through or I know where part of my tax refund is going to. Speaking of taxes...I love that free turbotax thing...incredibly easy!!
So today is doctor day for the family. I have my PT at 2:30 and Miss Rileigh Pisser has a vet appointment at 11am. She peed on the living room couch about a week ago, and peed on the entertainment room couch on Friday...this is NOT at all normal for her...she'll pee on the floor no problem if she doesn't get taken out but she hasn't peed on furniture since she was a baby and peed in my bed. So now I get to figure out how to get a urine sample from a beagle!! Well once again Thank God for Aunt Lynn...I'm gonna go over there and she's gonna help me out...she's uniquely qualified...she got a sample from my dachshund years ago for us. So hopefully all turns out well for both of us and I'll be going back to work tonight (I 50/50 hope to be back to work and hope for more time off). So I'll write more later or tomorrow on how the appointments go. Wish us luck!
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pizza- ahh yes. I made it last night. homemade dough and all the yummies. low fat cheese, veggies, meat - i ate TOO much - and even had a huge cold slice on my way to bed for a snack. Needless to say, I tossed out the rest of the leftovers this morning. I don't need the temptation there at all.
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