oh my days a lot went down yesterday.
Lots of family trouble. All my fault. Sister went full on psycho at me and didn't talk to me for like three hours. And I confronted my dad about his promise to my mother that he wouldn't drink alcohol during the week when he came home drunk. After shouting at me, (he got really nasty and I told him I couldn't talk to him like that) he is still not talking to me this morning. But instead of crying and feeling like I was a horrible person who upsets everyone I took a deep breath and realised the only reason both of them got so angry and aggressive towards me because they don't like hearing the truth. And they don't like me standing up for myself either. Think that came as a bit of a shock to both of them. So right now. Fuck them. I am a person and sick of them talking down to me like I was some thing stuck on their shoes. I don't need it.
This is my attempted effort at making turkey patties. More like turkey burgers! I got the recipes from TJ. lol. Mine clearly do not look as yummy as hers. But my dad was not talking to me and was bustling round the kitchen getting in my way, not saying excuse me and actually bumping into me so I couldn't concentrate. So things went a little bit off track. And didn't up quite right. But they tasted yummy and are low calorie so frickin' woot :D thanks TJ...
I had planned to walk to and from the doctors this morning but alas it was pissing it down. And since I don't have an outdoor coat I had to get a ride there. The doctor says everything is fine. All the blood tests came back normal. Healthy healthy healthy apart from being fat, obviously. Blood pressure good. Cholesterol good. He thinks I could have PCOS. but there's nothing he can do about it. Just have to keep losing weight. I told him about hitting a plateau and not losing. He said just to do whatever exercise I do do it for 45 mins at least. Keep eating right and not weigh in weekly. He wants me to do it three monthly. THREE MONTHLY. he seems really nice and straight forward but there's no way I am doing that. He would like me to lose a stone every three months. So he gave me a target of 118kg for the next time I see him (unless I have to go back with another complaint).
I hope the rain lets up soon. I want to do my final C25K of the week. Killer but *fingers crossed*