Hello, Tuesday.  Had a fairly good night's sleep, and just got back from breakfast: cream of wheat, toast, fruit, and coffee.  Thought about skipping it altogether,  but then I realized what a long day I have and decided to put something in my stomach.  Tuesdays are a bitch - I go from 11:30 to about 7, and that's a very long day at McLean, indeed.
     I usually get weighed on Tuesdays by Marian Klepser, but she's not in today.  So I want the benefit of an extra week to really buckle down with my diet and eat next to nothing in order to make weight.  It's very tiring to remain a slave to the scale, but infortunately that's going to me my lot forever.  I'd better get used to it.
     I've spent zero on groceries this week (in order to buy Chelsea a gift), and that has made food choices pretty simple.  I call it "The Poverty Diet", and it has served both Amy and me quite well, sadly enough.  It's made sticking to regimen of controlled meals only a lot easier; having no snacks in the house makes it a very simple equation.
     It's been very frustrating to wait for Dr. H to call me back about the protein diet mentioned my Kate Otto at BI.  I think I'll give her a call to make sure she knows that I'm very interested in checking it out.  All I really know at this point is that it's extreme, which I ake to mean a liquid diet.  I may be wrong, but that's the impression I get.  I think I should give it a try to get some real weight of, and not just a pound or two here and there.  Hopefully, it will also demonstrate to everyone at McLean that I'm very serious in my efforts to lose, and that my commitment to do so is beyond question.