At my advanced age (5 decades and counting), I realize I really have to watch what I eat, take care to count calories, and drink plenty of water. Well, I ate two jelly filled donuts yesterday and I'm crying for more!
It's ironic that I tell my patients to stay away from fried foods, and I even tell myself that as well. But I have no idea just how many latkes I ate Monday night. I know it was more than 10, including the ones that grew cold because we had to take a break from eating.
It's gonna take me a while to get back on track. Start eating healthy, raw vegetables, smaller portions. I guess it helps me relate to the people I counsel - it makes their struggle more real. Not that it matters, but many of my patients are homeless, and fast food keeps them alive. I understand that, and ask them to eat less of it.
Because fried foods taste so good, I know they can't give it up. Because I can't give it up. Oh, what the heck. Like I tell them, do the best you can. Everyday. Amen.
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