Well... , I didn't make the best choices for food as I could of yesterday. Kendra and I had to go to Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Wash, DC.
WRAMC is a big hub of medical activity for the military community. It is a teaching hospital and a lot of people are sent there when smaller Army community clinics cannot handle a medical need. Also, this is where a lot of injured soldiers arrive and have (among other things) rehabilitation. Because of this, WRAMC has several snack bars, coffee shops and food spots all through the post. As you first enter the doors, there is a Dunkin Donuts. I haven't had a Dunkin Donut in 3 years. They smelled so good. But we did not indulge immediately on our way in.
Kendra had an ultrasound scheduled for 8 AM, for us that meant being on the road by 5:30 AM ... and even at that we were a few minutes late (I hate DC traffic). The ultrasound and waiting for the radiologist to read it took 2 hours! The report was good and the technician (female)... was so nice.. she really went out of her way to make Kendra as comfortable as possible. And she said the nicest thing to me. When she saw Kendra's DOB on her chart, she looked at me and said..."you do not look old enough to have a daughter that is 18!"
I told her she just made me day! LOL.. it's been awhile since someone besides Paul remarked on my "youthful" appearance. .... Anyway.. by the time we cleared out of radiology, it was close to 10:30 and we were STARVING.. so we grabbed donuts (I only had one, but trust me.. that was bad enough) and drinks (I chose water).
Then we had to head up to Urology to speak with the doctor that is in charge of Kendra's care. Another long wait there. We finally see her at 12:00. We go over the ultrasound results with her, talk about a few of our concerns and then we are told that they are expecting us in pre-op at 1:00pm... so we should grab something to eat and head up there. We went to the Cafeteria and I should have had salad, but I was so convinced that I could be home in time for a good, healthy dinner.. that I decided to go with the hamburger and fries....And water to drink. now how cool is this? With the interest everyone has in fitness, AND considering the number of military personnel are probably in the "fatboy" program.. the cafeteria lists calories, fat grams, and fiber on all their basic food items. So I know for fact that my burger was 375 calories and that my serving of fries was 250... so not too terribly bad.
Well.. heck.. apparently the pre-op thing is kind of a "free for all".. and while you may have an "appointment" that does not mean that you will be seen in a timely manner. I had my first taste of "Kendra is an adult now and she must learn to fill things out and she must be the one to sign her forms". That was a bit humbling and bizarre. The head nurse laughed and said "I know, Mom, at home she's still "pumpkin", but out here in the real world, she has to do the signing. " OY.... shot through the heart.. but at least I could laugh about it.
We finally hit the last "station" to the whole pre-op thing at 5:30 pm. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT>??? She had to have paperwork, have labwork, have an interview with the anesthesiologist, discuss the procedure with the nurse, etc, etc, etc.
Well.. once again, it had been so long since we ate that we were STARVING!! and still looking at a 2 hour drive home minimum. To prevent further delays, I drove through McDonalds and grabbed burger and fries. Luckily... I only like their small hamburger and I kept to the small fries. I would have gotten a salad... but well.. you can just imagine the mess in the car.
Even that probably wouldn't have been too bad. But then because I had to take no-doz to stay awake on the road both that morning and that afternoon, I was buzzing pretty late last night, so I ended up eating a granola bar AND a skinny cow fudge pop.
Bringing my total calories for the day to 2000. No exercise and way too much sitting around has me feeling very bloated today.
So my plan to correct this is to have a lower than usual calorie day, and drink a lot of water. And walk two miles. I'm hoping that by weigh-in tomorrow... my weight will NOT be too far off from what it's been.