I was supposed to go to the endodontist this morning for an evaluation for a root canal. My toothache that I thought was a lost filling is actually a cracked tooth. My dentist wants to do a crown, but wants to make sure I don't need a root canal first.
Doesn't that just sound like such fun? And putting my tax refund to such good use?
But the endodontist is sick today, so I have to reschedule.
I'm hoping I won't need the root canal. I had one before and the pain (before) was horrible. This only hurts if I drink cold water and even then it's just a throb.
So now, instead of scrambling out the door, I am sitting back, listening to Neil Young and gearing up for a chapter edit on the WIP.
So, poor Jack LaLanne, huh? But at 96, I guess he had a pretty good go at it and made the most of it. I think I'll do an extra lap around the 'hood in his honor today.
I've decided that my diet plan will be: exercise (walking my 4 mile route at least 3 times a week, and if I don't spend all my money on the tooth, I want to get another TV and an Xbox Kinnect and some dance/exercise programs), eating a healthy low calorie meal/snack every two hours (and counting everything that goes into my face except water as a snack, that means you, wine), and trying to keep my daily calorie intake under 1400.
I've never been on a diet before, so am trying the calorie counting (which is already driving Jason insane) just as a means of looking realistically at what I am eating. (Biggest surprise was the mango key lime style pie that someone who isn't me or a cat brought home is over 300 calories for an teeny tiny sliver (1/8th slice).
Another thing I am going to try is to not weigh myself until my next doctor's appointment, which is in June.
This is what you walk in on in my house these sunbeam loving days: