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  • Why There’s No Blog Post Today

    9 p.m. Thursday: Trey, who’s out driving my car, calls to report the “check engine” light is back on. Great. This, after my car spent seven hours today with the mechanic, who swore it would pass inspection in the morning. 10 p.m.: Time to dump the water out of Sky’s Breg Polar Care 300 cryotherapy…

  • Meatless Mondays? Sounds like a Great Idea

    I’ve been reading a lot lately about the Meatless Monday movement, an international campaign to get everyone to reduce their meat consumption by 15 percent for not only our own health, but the health of the planet. Works for me. The most recent story I read about the movement was in The Huffington Post. It…

  • Today: On a ‘Sympathy’ Fast

    In another hour, I’ll be taking my daughter to Duke Raleigh Hospital for knee surgery. Her previous surgeries have all be fairly early, so not eating or drinking wasn’t that big of a deal. Today, though, it’s been a little difficult, because even though we must arrive by 2:15 p.m., her surgery isn’t until 4:15.…

  • Five Days of Cake and Ice Cream

    There’s a cake in the house, and there will be another one on Saturday. In-between, quite a bit of ice cream. The one currently downstairs is a bakery cake, a one-quarter sheet cake, the kind you get for birthdays and baby showers and . . . in this case . . . congratulations. The hubby…

  • FED UP: Rachel, 1 Week after Weight-Loss Surgery

    Since there was such a big response to last week’s Q&A with “Rachel,” figured I’d publish this email she sent to me Saturday. I edited out one or two details that might make you squeamish. (OK, they made ME squeamish.) Leslie: I was released from the hospital (Friday) at about 1 p.m.  Considering the major…

  • Tinkerbell, the Clap and Exercise

    Tinkerbell was growing weaker, her light fading, but when all the little children began clapping their hands, Tinkerbell sprang back to life. Whether you believe in fairies or not, wouldn’t it be cool if, when we were starting to fade, a bunch of folks would come to our rescue and make sure we came back…

  • Either Go to Bed, Or Eat Everything in the House

    I want birthday cake. Maybe a big dish of ice cream. Nachos with lots of jalapenos would be good right about now, too. My eyes are closed as I type this because it’s midday and I’m fading, fast. I swore I’d never pull another all-nighter, but a client’s grant application was due, and it’s for…

  • FED UP: A Q&A with Rachel, Weight-Loss Surgery Candidate (Part 2)

    As promised Monday, my friend Rachel answers some questions about the gastric bypass surgery she had this morning in Charlotte. I just spoke with her. She’s groggy … and grateful. Right now, Rachel (not her real name) is 5’4” tall and about 208 pounds. She wants to lose 80-85 pounds, hopefully in about six months’…

  • FED UP: A Q&A with Rachel, Weight-Loss Surgery Candidate (Part 1)

    As promised yesterday, my friend Rachel answers some questions about the gastric bypass surgery she’s having tomorrow down in Charlotte. Right now, Rachel (not her real name) is 5’4” tall and about 208 pounds. She wants to lost 80-85 pounds, hopefully in about six months’ time. This is a procedure for the morbidly obese. Do…

  • My Friend's Weight-Loss Surgery is Wednesday

    My friend Rachel* is having gastric bypass surgery in Charlotte on Wednesday. I’m both happy and concerned for her. I’m happy she’ll finally be able lose all the weight she wants. I’m scared because of possible complications, even though her quality of life should increase dramatically soon after. There are a lot of stats out…