Monday I went to see my doctor. I had lost 7 more pounds - a total of 24!! Despite being on vacation the month of August. So he refers me to a opthomologist for an eye check. Tuesday we went to lunch with Ric and Sam at Red Lobster. Afterwards Lily compliments me on saying no to their cheddar biscuits which I dearly love - could eat a whole dozen by myself.
I told her my restraint came from looking at the two biscuits I would normally eat and then looking at my two feet.
I know if I continue to eat the carbs I will lose the feet eventually if I live long enough. And remembering Bertie, I don't think I want to be footless - maybe footloose and fancy free - but not without feet. Not only the pain and suffering, but having to have someone with me 24/7 to help. I only want to share my space with Lucilu and family (occasionally!) So that's my motivation for saying no to the delicious biscuits. I need to keep that thought!!
Wednesday I went off to the opthomologist - Lily went with me so she could go to Hobby Lobby afterwards. Neither one of us were sharp enough to realize he would dilate my eyes and I would need her to drive home for me; she just thought of shopping at Hobby Lobby. He ask me why I was there - duh? My answer - when you get to be "a woman of a certain age" your doctor starts sending you to specialist - one body part at a time. The good news is - my eyes are great. The bad news - my eye lids don't droop enough for the insurance to pay for eyelid plastic surgery; I have no cateracts for the insurance to pay for lasik surgery!! Oh, well, my next man - notice I didn't say husband - will be filthy rich - not just filthy!!!!

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