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Paging Dr. Whang. Dr. Dick Whang.
Talk about the perfect name for your profession... There is a specialist in the Tampa Bay area that we saw on the news this afternoon. His name? Dr. Cockburn. His specialty? Urology and vasectomies. I kid you not. You just can't make this stuff up.
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Happy happy joy joy
Today was a very good day! How I managed to lose 5 more lbs. since my last visit, I'll never know...but I'm not complaining. Looks like that steady diet of Girl Scout cookies, Ben & Jerry's, brownies and almond Snickers bars since February has finally paid off. And I'm doing so well, I don't have to go back until next April. Yep. That's one full year. I asked for a diploma and they just laughed at me. (I had never made it past the "come back in 4-6 months" mark before.) So of course, we went out for a sinful Mexican dinner to celebrate! Enchiladas, cha cha cha...
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I just stand by and watch you fight your secret war
I'm a bad, bad wife. I went with Todd to the doctor's office today to find out all of his annual physical bloodwork results. (Ironically, I needed to be in a doctor's office much more than he did this afternoon -- but I still wanted to be there with him.) It's a good thing, too. It sounds like I'm going to have to take charge of the diet plan around here. When I'm too sick to cook we end up eating out and it's catching up with my husband.

Granted, they did his bloodwork in the midst of holiday eating season (how unfair is that) -- but his triglycerides were at around 450 (when they should have been at 150ish). His good cholesterol was at 33 when it should have been 60 or higher. His "bad" cholesterol was also high. There was also a "heart attack risk" indicator test, and he should have been around 2-4 for his age. He's at a 7.

So I got a lecture from the babushka about his diet and he got one about his lack of exercise. A cruel slap back to reality that the last few months have turned us into 30-somethings, instead of "eat all you want, we'll make more" 20-somethings. Needless to say, our original Checkers dinner plans were scrapped for Honeybaked Ham on the way home.
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