One Year Later

Terse mode aside, one year has passed since I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance during a bout of severe heart palpitations. My weight was down to about 137 pounds. Now I am at 151 pounds, with most of the excess "baggage" around the waistline. And, that's with little change in diet. Yeah, a one-year anniversary worth celebrating. Sheesh!

Silence, Little Lamb!

As per the bogus dental work, my right rear molar was shaved down and fitted with a temporary acrylic crown. In a week or so, the $1,100 gold crown will be permanently attached. Then, I will have much in common with the Micronesians, eh? The tooth began hurting immediately after the local anesthetic wore off. In a few days, the tooth will probably be infected and a root canal will be required. Of course, I will seek out a new dentist when that occurs.

Typical Soft Diet Hottie

Diet modifications were invoked beforehand. I am now on a soft diet. Baby food, if you will. I consume three packets of instant oatmeal daily. Oatmeal has far less saturated fat and sugar than granola. I have also switched to soup for the bulk of my evening meals. By the way, the soup at Safeway® is pretty damned good, although the sodium content is fairly high. Yeah, baby food.

Typical Overburdened Hottie

On a side note, the cheap "smartphone" has been functioning quite well in its role as the command center of doom. Net activities have either been streamlined or mummified, so the command center of doom is never overburdened. At this point in time, the cheap "smartphone" may be spared the horror of deprecation.