08 OCTOBER 1997

Wednesday 08 October 1997 08:24

A good night at work. I got back into it pretty good, stayed busy until about 00:30, then slacked off. Got on a roll there for a while. Felt good all night, ate a three-egg omlette for lunch along with toast and a cuppa coffee. Then I knocked off the caffeine for the rest of the night. With luck, I should be able to go right to sleep...

Because I have to get up and see the urologist at 15:50 today. Third time's a charm, etc.

I bit the bullet and ordered a tape drive today, a HP T300, and a couple of extra tapes. I do learn things, albeit slowly...

It's strange, being off for a week after just working one night. My recent schedule:

That would be a nice schedule to have on a regular basis, if it wasn't for the pain part...

More later.

-----16:35-----
Testicular Update!

There is nothing the matter with me at all. Or if there is, it's all in my head. Well, that really wasn't what Dr. Hsu said...(Really, I can only distinguis one word out of three that he says, maybe he did say that...) What he said was that he couldn't find any reason for my pain, but that we had eliminated a bunch of stuff, like cancer in my excretory or reproductive systems. So, that is a load off.

When I told him that the pain had increased since my bout with the flu or whatever, and was now again subsiding, and I thought that somehow pointed to it being mechanical, he just nodded his head in agreement.

So, I guess it's up to me to make it go away.

"So, Doug, how are you going to do that?" you query innocently.

Well, the first thing that I'm agonna do... is what I've been threatening to do for the last ten-fifteen years... get in shape. Start exercising, lose some weight. Make my muscles do what needs to be done... like, my abdominal muscles should hold in my abdominal contents, and not have to rely on my belt to do that. I am not, like, fat, y'know, just mostly outa shape. In fact, I already started on my program, kinda, this morning.

Usually, if I'm not busy between 06:30 and 07:00, I will go up the the cafeteria and get two creme-filled sweet rolls. We/re talking maybe 700 calories, and who knows how much fat. Well, this morning I went upstairs, got some coffee for a co-worker and looked at the sweet rolls. And I didn't buy them. I am proud of myself. I really wanted them too, I was almost drooling.

But no. New lifestyle, new diet. I hate to say diet, though. I am going to moderate my diet; control my intake of sweets, mostly. I eat a lot of sugar on a daily basis... a couple sweet rolls, a couple candy bars, any type of candy around the house or in the department at work... if I just avoid that one temptation, the sweets, most of the time (I don't have to be 100% faithful on this) I can probably lose 30 pounds in the next year. If I throw in exercising three times a week, that'll probably get to be three or six months.

I'll feel better, look better and live longer. I'm not really interested in looking better, per se. I'll probably still look like a 51-year-old-bald guy, unable to attract the 20-year-old chicks.

But what the hell, I didn't really want the 20-year-old chicks when I was 20...

Thanx for being here!

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