Today was my Friday off work so I made an appointment to see my dietitian.
I was hoping that as she was training to do fills the last time I saw her she would be able to give me a fill today. Or at least some advice on how to speed up my weight loss.
She weighed me and was very pleased that I had lost 15lb in 7 weeks. Their scales made me 4lb lighter than the one's at home????? But I'm sticking to mine as they are what I weigh myself on every week.
She was surprised that I wasn't over the moon with this weight loss. Almost like she thought it was going to be a surprise for me! I'm sure these doctors think you don't weigh yourself at home? I had only just read
Graces post where she lost 15lb in 1 month so I wasn't impressed.
I told her I can eat almost anything and that my portions were getting bigger and I wasn't staying full for more than a couple of hours (all things that indicate I need a fill) and she said this was how I was going to feel for the rest of my life. I was always going to need will power so this period between fills was good practice. She thinks I still have SOME restriction and has booked me in for a fill (wait for it)..... on the 3rd of September!!!!!
That seems like a long way off. She said the clinic was fully booked until then. And even if it wasn't she didn't think I needed a fill just yet.
We talked about diet and exercise and she asked me how many times I exercise a week. I said at least 3 times a week which wasn't a big lie. Most times its that much but the last 2 weeks its been less. Her advice was to increase the exercise to 5 times a week! I know she is right but its not easy staying motivated.
Anyway even though I didn't get the news I was hoping for I left her office in a very positive mood. Oh and she also said I have to lose at least 8lb before I go back which is a pound a week. She said I should be able to lose at least a pound a week. I am hoping for a bit more but I am going to give it a go.
When I got home there was a message on my machine about a job I had applied for. I was petrified. I called the number back and it was a recruiting agency. The guy wanted to do a ten minute telephone interview aaarrrggghhhh!
30 minutes later he said he was happy to put me forward for the position subject to receiving my certificates and identification paperwork. So here's the problem I bolstered my CV by saying I had a HNC in Business Studies but I only finished the first year because my Mum got cancer and died the following year. So I don't have the full certificate plus he asked me what level six sigma training I had and I said Green when I only have Yellow. It wasn't a proper lie I just couldn't remember which one I had. So now I have to contact him on Monday and tell him the truth. There goes that interview. And it was for a local company too.
I honestly cannot explain how stressed job hunting makes me. I have a real phobia and I am working myself up into a panic. Everyone tells me I will be fine and that just makes me feel worse. At the end of the 30 minute interview the guy said I sounded like a very confident, intelligent woman and he enjoyed talking to me so why do I feel so stressed??? I really wish I could control this.
I have to point out I never lie, not ever. It is just the way I am. It doesn't always do me good but I cant help it. So the only time I broke that rule I get caught out. Bloody typical.
If you read to the end of this post it might sound a bit negative. And looking at most of my posts lately they all look like moaning but I am just not that great at explaining how I feel. I am feeling very positive today and upbeat.
The doctor was pleased and I got a call back at least. Two good things!
The weather is supposed to be nice this weekend and I already have my lottery tickets. What more could I want?
As I live in the UK I am forced to join in the football frenzy that is going on at the moment. There is another England match tonight "come on England" so I have hung out my flag and bought some flags for the car.
I thought we played really well last week against the Americans. One mistake is all it took so fingers crossed that tonight they can avoid any more.
The only thing driving me mad is the sound of the Vuvuzelas!