The Diary of a Fat Man
I’ve never been to the doctor alone. My mom went with me for years and now my wife. If she hadn’t come with me I’d probably still have to keep this journal, but the doctor would have been the one to bring it up.
Coffee - no sugar
Ham Sandwich = cheese, pickle(DILL!), and mayo
23.6%(approx.) of one celery stick - no time to eat rest
Steamed Broccoli and Other Assorted Veg
I have to do the grocery shopping now. Punishment for not keeping the journal...joke’s on them, I actually enjoy it, especially with John Hiatt drowning out the hum of the market. I’m supposed to think about every item before I put it in the basket, but my main focus is on Hiatt’s genius.
For the Week:
Chicken - Breasts and Legs
Fresh Celery and other vegetables
Juice - 2 glasses a week!!!
Small Box of Donut Holes(for the ride home)
Three pounds down.
Meals for the Week...
Breakfast- Coffee(no sugar) and piece of fruit - MTu.WTh.FSa.Su.
Lunch - Sandwich, carrots, celery - MTu.WTh.F
Dinner - Chicken or Fish... Beef one night... with vegetables
Down 5 more pounds.
The unfairness of life is amplified when you’re hungry. You feel less like yourself...able to jump into other people. Able to hate yourself from their point of view.
“Can I help you out with that?” I ask that question over and over in the kid’s voice. Tanner or Taylor... I don’t even remember, and I don’t remember what I bought. This whole day feels like it did when I read Flowers for Algernon. Except there’s no potion to lift Tanner/Taylor out of the market, even for a bit.
I asked my wife to start doing the grocery shopping again.
I miss feeling full, the pain and numbness.
No loss this week.