I can’t believe that more than one and a half years have passed since my last blood test. My mom had been nagging me lately about having one done, but I’ve always procrastinated, until last Wednesday when I had some free time. So I made a bargain with myself—I’d go for that blood test, and then reward myself by going to watch Avatar afterwards. It was an awesome movie, coming from James Cameron (seems the man can’t do anything wrong) and I thoroughly enjoyed it, even forgetting the fact that it was 2 hours 40 minutes long. The only weak link was James Horner’s prosaic soundtrack—he’s written good ones in the past (just listen to Titanic) but this one was tired and appeared more like a rehash of what he had written before. Cameron should have enlisted John Williams to compose the music for Avatar. That would have been stupendous.
Anyways, back to my blood tests. The good doc said he’d call me when he got the results but you know me, I get so edgy and impatient. So I called him up yesterday afternoon; my heart was pounding because he did appear to be a tad worried about my loss of weight—my mom is diabetic after all, so that got me all worked up too. It was a great relief when he said over the phone that all my results were normal, thank God.
I’ve been told to cut back on my swims (wah!) Apparently I’ve been overdoing it, what with the 30 laps and swimming five to six times a week. Now I’m doing just 16 laps and plan to swim a maximum of four times a week (I’ll still continue with my morning walks)
I’ve also been told to increase my protein intake, so if you have any suggestions feel free to drop me a comment. Now where’s that chicken?
my cholesterol levels have gone up slightly (