Nothing too exciting, sorry. The other night I did have 1/2 of a hot dog with the skin peeled off. It's just not the same without a bun (which is bread, and bread I cannot eat). I'm getting sick of the Carnation Instant Breakfast-Protein Powder meal, but it's the only way I can consistently get 30 grams of protein in me. Times that by two and I'm just about there for the day (I'm supposed to have between 70 and 80 grams of protein for the day, to prevent muscle and hair loss). It's not easy; you try consuming 80 grams of protein in your 800 calories per day. I think the best meal I could have would just be a big chunk of chicken with a Carnation Instant Breakfast to wash it down. It's just too bad that chicken suddenly does not taste very good, and I cannot eat AND drink at the same time. My stupid new stomach will not allow it. I did find these proscuitto/chicken/cheese tortelloni that had 15 grams of protein in a 3/4 cup serving, so I this weekend I cooked them up with a little melted butter and parmesan cheese. In the past I would have inhaled something like that but I really cannot eat even 1/2 cup of anything these days, let alone 3/4 cup. So sad, and how boring for you to have to read my drivel. Who would have thought that I would have to force myself to eat anything, at least when I was not going through a bad breakup with a jerky boyfriend, circa 1989 or '90. Today I am in Philadelphia (City of Death from Heat Stroke, Jesus it's hot here) and found these little 'Portions' at Au Bon Pain that are new Jen14221-sized, just a few ounces of food, and some are packed with protein. I think they are being marketed towards dieters, not gastric bypass patients, but I will take what I can get. They're fucking expensive but I don't really have a choice and I guess I'll save money by having ANOTHER Carnation Instant Breakfast for dinner tonight. I am seriously thinking of creating a macro for Carnation Instant Breakfast because I am tired of typing Carnation Instant Breakfast over and over. In other news, I have not weighed myself in some time (I haven't owned a scale since I hit the 150's which was looooong ago) but I am wearing a pair of pants that have not fit me in at least two years. Applause.
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