The Saddam Diet

Seems Saddam and I were on the same diet this past week and I gotta say it sure works fine. I hopped (a loose term) on the scale this morning and have lost almost 10# from my imposed clear liquid diet. I don't know how Saddam is doing, he hasn't been in touch. His 'diet' is self imposed so I bet he isn't dreaming of lasagna like I do.

Anyway, I did the scale thing because I was actually getting dressed today for the first time since Thursday when I put on underwear to go to the ER. When I left after 7 hours I had my underwear in my bag because I couldn't take time to put it back on, they wanted me to stay, I wanted nothing more than to go home. I do have to say that my doc, the GI who did the colonoscopy, was in the ER with me the whole time, and called every day to check on me. Maybe because he was scared, maybe because he cared, who knows.

Last night I had a hunk fo chicken and 3 raviolis in broth- my first solid food since last Tuesday. If I never see Jell-O again it will be too soon. Here is a much better use of Jello- as sculpture. This artist did San Franscisco in the 'jello medium'. Stay tuned for Oakland and Marin.

There was NONE of this:





Another thing- TY bought me a 24 pack of tropical flavored popsycles that advertise papya-lime, mango, pineapple, pina colada, and other great flavors. My first one was orange and fabulous, think it may have been mango which is an alltime favorite flavor, undiscovered until I was middle aged because lets face it, there aren't any mangos in Buffalo. The second popsycle was banana- I have had a lifelong hate of banana- it's just one of those things that makes me gag when I smell it. Cooked asparagus does it to me too, but so far Mr. Sycle hasn't investigated asparagus pops. Anyway, popsycle #3 - banana. #4, banana, and so on. Somehow the friggin popscyle packing machine got stuck on banana and I got mayeb four out of the whole box that I could eat. Meanwhile TY is walking around with brain freeze.

Another birthday is coming up, and TY was asking what I would like- all I could think of was a tray of lasagna.