9 - SOME DAYS ARE JUST HARDER

Yesterday was a bad day, Dad was at the hospital and they said it should be a routine issue. i want to believe them, I do but all the same I know I can't. Things like this simply go the way they go and there is nothing you can do about it.

I ate a lot. I also hate a lot (doctors, hospital, random people in the waiting room). 

Just one of those days, you know. I didn't have junk food from the hospital's vending machine (brownie points for me) but I had more than one fruit in the evening, countless coffees, a cappuccino and grilled chicken with potatoes.Yep, potatoes. We ate together in a place nearby the hospital since we stayed there waiting 'till 9pm and there was the only option rather then pizza or burghers.

Of corse yesterday it was ok - kinda - the morning after I'm complaining.

I already boiled zucchini and put them plus an apple in my purse. Today I'll try to skip both carbs and meat/fish/dairies and stick to boiled zucchini and an apple for both lunch and dinner. Hopefully it will help with my guilt. I don't think it will help with my weight. 

Today I had my WTP conversation, I was scared as hell but I did. I think yesterday the tilt of my scale was a bit less than 58 (slightly) and today it is a little bit on the other side but I cannot be the sure and, ad I told you before, it is for the best.