I’m enjoying being tucked away here in the front sitting room with the dogs, nobody else around and the prospect of a storm this evening and through the night. All too soon, husband comes home and dogs wake up, and I will become engaged, again, in trying to maintain order and get stuff done.
My main accomplishments, today, were making breakfast and making lunch. For myself, because husband had a sleep-in. Exhausted from the eye surgery on Wednesday and the following strain from adjusting to using one corrected eye and one awaiting surgery this week.
i have been taking photos of meals occasionally, but I have not been maintaining a good and regular eating pattern (since the ragweed pollen season began at the beginning of August.) I must look at my photographs to determine what I have been eating, lately. Today went well, since we had filled out our lists three days, this week.
At the butcher shop on Thursday or Friday, we bought two pounds of pork tenderloin, which I rubbed with olive oil, and then added honey, ground mustard and garlic powder, before putting it in the oven for about forty minutes at 425°F. Most lovely! I’ve had it as it stands, with mashed potatoes, and today sliced thin and included in my salad with a “sweet & spicy” dressing.
Last night, I cooked the pork tenderloin and the eight-ounce tuna steak. The temperature for the fish was 400°F. The baking dish was coated with olive oil. I put full-flavor olive oil and lemon juice on the fish. It was cooked for eight minutes, and then removed from the oven to finish. Also nice. I ate half of the tuna for supper and had the rest for breakfast, along with leftover sesame seed-avocado-cucumber sushi and blueberries in half & half (cream and whole milk).
Now I have to search for that last photo, because I do not remember what I ate. That would be yesterday’s breakfast. And it was very good. I followed it up with some chunk mozzarella cheese.
My blood oxygen level has not been good, this week; I’ve taken two doses of albuterol, about three days apart, the last one being in the middle of the night, Friday/Saturday. I got this year’s prescription following an ER visit on 12 April: 30 doses. Fourteen doses remain. The prescription comes with one refill. That certainly will see me through 2017, but I really should find a replacement for the PCP who resigned and moved in June of last year.
I now should see about washing some dishes, now that husband has taken the Scampers into the back yard with him. He’s had a set-back in his plans to build a workshop. It seems that he may have to settle for one half the size he wanted, because of city codes. Not my problem. I do, however, need to wash some plates, pots and flatware, or I will not be eating another meal today.