Lunch at Golden Corral & the Weight Loss & Gain

Entree

Normally, I have chicken, and sometimes fish, but today, I had roast beef which had some stewed potatoes and onions.  There was also the cabbage which is very flavorful and the greens with some chopped onions.  I only had one broccoli floret today.

I will normally follow this up with dessert which I put in a soup bowl.  I had 3 ripe strawberries, a slice of Bartlett pear, some chopped walnuts & sun flower seeds, raisins, dried cranberries, some sweet chocolate bits and sweetened, shredded coconut.

I’ve lost about 30 lbs. since January 1st and here is my current pants size.  These are tighter than the other two pair of pants I bought at the same time at J.C. Penny’s.


[ADDENDUM 01/03/25]: I see from the above photos that this was May of 2012. I would have been 58 years old at the time, and this would have been near the end of my second “stretch of losing a lot of weight,” at which time I would start gaining most of it back again. I made a note that I lost weight at about 2 or 3 pounds a week, and that created a weight loss chart at about a 45 degrees angle downward. But when I started to regain the weight again, I would gain at about half the rate upward (about 22.5 degrees angle upward).

There must have been some kind of psychological barrier for me to get below a weight of about 230 lbs. A few pounds on either side of this, and all that “easy loss” was out the door. And, it was easy loss. Once I had the mindset, and my metabolism had kicked in gear I had no problem losing weight. I wasn’t hungry, or starving myself. In fact I could eat a bunch of the “right things” and even splurge (or cheat) at times, and still come back to the right path and keep losing weight.

The first great weight loss, I wasn’t diagnosed as a Type 2 Diabetic and that meant I ate almost every vegetable literally from A to Z. Asparagus, avocado, beans (black/butter,/green/kidney/lima/pinto), beets, broccoli, cabbage (chinese/green/red), carrots, cauliflower, celery, corn, cucumbers, egg plant, garlic, leaks, lettuce, mushrooms, okra, olives, onions, peas (garden/sugar snaps/snow), peppers (sweet & hot) potatoes (red/white/yellow/sweet), pumpkin, radishes, ramps, rutabagas, spinach, squash, tomatillos, tomatoes, turnips, and zucchini. I don’t recall eating brussels sprouts at that time, but I now love them. I don’t think I got to Dandelion, Romaine Lettuce and Red & Swiss Chard until later, and two of these went into soups. What I am saying is that there are very few fruits, vegetables, beans, peas or other edible items that I don’t like or would be afraid to try.

Two splurges I recall were: Eating a whole quart of ice cream. Eating a large plate of spaghetti. With each of these “cheats” I would gain a couple of pounds the next day, but once I came back to the right path, by the end of the week I would have lost the normal 2 or 3 pounds. I wasn’t eating bread, and I was drinking a lot of water.

I think I was about 49 years old the first time I lost about 60 pounds over a three month period. And both times, I easily lost the first 30 lbs. or so, but then “foundered” over a couple of weeks and then started gaining the weight back again. These pants appear to be “chocolate” in color, and at the time there I also had a couple of medium blue pairs of pants. *At some point in my life, I started buying two of everything, in clothing, that I bought. Exactly two of the same shirts or pants.

I said I would start to regain the weight each time. Well, this last time I had already bought the next pairs of pants in the next size down. It might have even been a size 34. Amazing. But, I never got a chance to wear them. Within a few weeks it would have been impossible to fit in them, and that possibility got even further away with time. I may still have a brown pair, from that time, that I never wore.

I don’t recall if this memory is from my first severe weight loss period or the second, but I was up at Biltmore… The logic returned to me. If I was at Biltmore, this would have been when I was about 50 years old (2004). The year 2004 was the first time I visited the Biltmore Estate, and because I had just missed the spring planting of flowers, I purchased an annual ticket, and then returned to Biltmore four times that year. I think I paid extra for the Christmas tour. I’ve always thought that I was about 49 the first time.

But, I was at Biltmore and it was a sunny afternoon, and I was about to head out to my car to leave the Estate. But, I went over to the bakery and bought a giant bear claw (an odd shaped sprawling cinnamon & sugar concoction) and some other sickeningly sweet baked good with white sugary icing, and I ate them both on the drive back home. And with that, I started my uncontrolled weight gain.


I’ve been hanging around 250 lbs. for at least a year now. Losing weight is much more difficult now because of all the starchy veggies that turn into sugar quickly. I had been on Trulicity (once a week injection) for several years and then “they” just couldn’t replenish my supply. Dr. Norem first switched me to Rybelsus (a daily tablet), and when that wasn’t effective, she changed me to Ozempic. Ozempic has worked well. I don’t notice much hunger loss, but it has brought my blood sugar back down. Hopefully my next visit to Dr. Norem and my A1C will be back below 7.

One difference between Trulicity and Ozempic? The Trulicity was in a one time injection system and you never saw the syringe. Give the shot and throw away that used pen. With Ozempic each pen provides four injections. You switch out the syringe each time (screw on/screw off) and with the final dose, you throw that pen away. But, you do see the little syringe and for me that always provides a little angst. Not enough to not give myself the shot, and it doesn’t hurt, but enough for me to keep putting it off through the day.

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Colorectal Exam Whoa Boy!

Bill's colonoscopy results...

Although I wouldn’t call this fun, I would say it was an adventure.  A special thanks to Deborah Savage, my good friend, that got up extremely early to come pick me up and take me to my “procedure”, wait in the waiting room, and then hang around with me for several hours afterwards as we visited a museum, had lunch and perused a nick-nacks shop.

The two uncomfortable things about the whole thing were drinking a large amount of “flush” to clean out my system before the actual procedure.  The chemicals give the liquid (mixed with water) a heavy water texture.  Not at all palatable.  They suggest chilling the liquid in the refrigerator before starting to down it.  I agree, because “warm” it would have been even less tasty.

The other discomforting element was having an IV stuck in the vein in the top of your hand.  I had this done when I was in the hospital having my knee surgery about 20 years ago and it just sort of burns mildly.

But, you don’t talk long with the doctor, either before the procedure, or after you wake up.  They knock you out and it’s over and done before you know anything.  I do recall waking up partially during the procedure.  No pain!  I moved my left hand, and the anesteologist grabbed it quickly.  I recall looking up at the television screen and being vaguely aware of the picture on it at the time.  I went right back out into never never land and awoke about 20 – 30 minutes after everything was over, and I had been moved to a recovery area.  It took me a short while to figure out that the reason there was no clock on the wall was that I was in a different area.  But the drugs had me in such a docile state that it was a pleasant recovery.  I recall thinking that I would rehearse the little Italian I had recently learned as a means to regain my mental faculties.  I counted the few numbers I knew, skipping some that I was unsure of.  I said Chao, Buongiorno, Buonasera, Chao a Presto, etc.  A nurse asked how I was doing, and the doctor came in a short time later and talked briefly with me.  He said there had been some polyps that had been removed and that they could develop into cancer (not WERE, but the kind, that if left alone might go rogue… like Palin).

I got dressed.  Looked at the mess on the sheets. and then the nurse came and they got a wheel chair for me to ride out to the car.  Every time they stopped the wheel chair, I attempted to get up, but was stopped by the nurse.

Re-Gifting… Well, Re-Gift Bagging.

For Christmas, my friend, Deborah, gave me a present of 12 year old Balsamic vinegar. The vinegar came from Green Gate Olive Oils in Pinehurst, NC. The bottle was smaller than a wine bottle, but shaped similarly, and the glass was dark brown. This was inserted into a red textured paper gift bag that had a fancy green artificial olive & olive leaf sprig secured to the bag. Green gift paper lined the bag.

The vinegar was delicious, and I kept the gift bag because I thought I might find some gift that would fit it in the future. However, the bag was too small for inserting a wine bottle.

I found a purpose to reuse the gift bag this morning, but more on that later.

I couldn’t remember the name of the shop where Deborah had bought the vinegar so I googled on “olive oil, Pinehurst” and quickly found the name and their home web site: Green Gate Olive Oils http://www.greengateoliveoils.com/the_home.cfm I was hoping to find a picture of the red gift bag displayed somewhere to include in this post, but not so.

As I scrolled through their site, I came across an cooking event which included Asparagus Soup with Parmesan Cheese. This sounded delicious and since I currently have a bunch of asparagus in my refrigerator (going bad), I googled to find “asparagus parmesan soup”. The first recipe I looked at sounded like what I was looking for http://www.care2.com/greenliving/asparagus-soup-parmesan-sprinkle.html

Asparagus Soup with Parmesan Sprinkle (2005).

INGREDIENTS

1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
1 small onion, chopped
1 garlic clove, minced
2 1/2 pounds asparagus, tough ends snapped off, and cut into 1 1/2-inch lengths
4 cups good-quality vegetable broth
4 teaspoons freshly-grated Parmesan cheese
Salt and freshly-ground pepper, to taste

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Looking at some other recipes, I realized that adding a thickener to the pureed soup might be preferable, but “white flour” wouldn’t be the choice for a diabetic. I googled on “soluble fiber as soup thickener”. Actually, I googled on “soulble…”, but was corrected by Google.
That brought me to the following: http://www.konjacfoods.com/product/1.htm According to their site, “Konjac Glucomannan Powder” is an excellent soup thickener as well as ingestible soluble fiber.

I had my initial visit to Fayetteville Gastroenterology yesterday in preparation for my colorectal exam on April 26. The visit went well, although I had not thought that they would want to prod any further than I had initially thought. I did not realize that the operation would require me to be anesthetized and have someone to drive me home, or that I would have to give more blood and return a stool sample.

The nurse gave me two plastic bags with a total of 4 plastic, capped vials. Three of the containers contained some type of liquid and the fourth container was completely empty. I was told that if I was not able to return the sample, in the empty container, within a day, that I should freeze it. The bag had the reminder to “FREEZE” MICRO on the outside in large letters.

Well, I’m not sure how long ago I had to produce a stool sample, but I had little idea about how I was going to go about getting it in a pristine form. Fortunately, I had asked the nurse and she had offered several suggestions which guided me in the right direction.

I awoke about 4am and got up. I was a man on a mission. My first goal was to remove the water from the toilet bowl. This was so I could place a container in the bottom of the bowl. I took the lid off the water reservoir and tried to figure out how to make the refill “bobber” stop from refilling the bowl. I finally decided that I didn’t need to stop the refill process. I would just scoop out the water from the bowl and place my chosen receptacle at the bottom.

I went looking for a suitable receptacle. I passed by a cabinet with dishes, but thought that I would never be able to eat off of “that plate” no matter how many times I washed it. *I guess if I shuffled the plates after cleaning, and didn’t know the specific plate maybe that would have sufficed. However, I looked over to another shelf and saw a doggie bowl. I don’t have a dog. I haven’t had a dog since I was a young boy. I’ve had many cats as pets through the years. I had bought this doggie bowl because it had, I think, cartoon “dogs & cats” pictured around the outside. I was probably going to use it as a themed dinner vessel, for a dinner that never occurred.

So, I washed the bowl out and dried it, and took it to the bathroom. I placed the bowl at the bottom of the toilet bowl and it fit just fine.

Okay, so when I defecate, I usually urinate. That’s natural. Isn’t it? I urinated in anticipation of the “big event”. I then placed the seat down and turned around and sat down, scooting to the back of the seat and hoping that I wouldn’t need target practice. *Oh, what a mess that would have been. But, let me say, “Everything came out okay… and even right where it needed to go…

I opened the first vial. They were marked with a black highlighter pen as to the height they needed to be filled. The actual quantity of feces for each container was relatively small (thank God). Soon, I had all four containers filled and tightly screwed shut. I took the bag with the 3 vials in it to my front door. *I didn’t want to forget them. I then took the single vial and put that bag into my freezer.

I watched some TV, showered and dressed. But, while I was showering, I began to think about what I was going to say when I brought my baggies into the doctors’ office. I’m sure they have heard all the clichés. It was then that I thought I might say, “I’ve brought you some gifts,” and hand the receptionist the containers. As my mind works, I then thought that if you are giving someone a gift, you normally should wrap it nicely. No reusing a plastic grocery bag. This was something special. Then the thought came to me, “Why not see if the vials would fit in that fancy red gift bag that Deborah had given me.”

I finished showering, laughing several times in the shower, and once with the towel giftbag-olivebranchover my face as I dried my hair. I dressed and went looking for the gift bag. I found it. It was narrow, but if I removed the green gift wrapping paper, it might be possible. Sure enough, all four vials fit easily into the bag. I snipped the tag from the bag. The tag included a personal note from Deborah. [Imagine the illustrated bag being red.]

I walked out the door carrying my little red gift bag, and smiling to myself. Fayetteville Gastro is just a few minutes from where I live. I pass it quite often going to and from breakfast, and never knew it existed.

It was about 7am when I drove into the parking lot. There were no vehicles at any of the other businesses, and only about 10 right around FG. I saw lights on inside and walked in. As I came to the counter I saw that there was a nurse, on her knees, doing something behind the counter. She looked up and asked if I was there for an appointment. I said, “No. I’ve brought you some gifts.” “Some gifts,” she said as she looked at the little red bag. I said, “Well, there actually samples.” I think she realized what gifts I was leaving and she said, “I’ll just leave them over here on the counter.” I turned and said, “that’s fine, thank you,” and walked out.

I just recounted this event during Christmas dinner last (2025) and I mentioned that it was not my intention to embarrass or “make a fool of” the nurse.  I just hadn’t thought through the possibilities, and after I saw how excited she had been at first, and then how disappointed she was when she realized “gift” was not quite the correct term, no I didn’t mean that to be a result of my creativity.

ADDENDUM:  Okay, so I found the image of a bag that was much like the red one I had received.  http://wholesale.oliveoilsource.com/ Now that I look at this site, it makes Green Gate Olive Oils appear much less “unique” than I might have supposed.  Seems like this wholesale site is where you can go if you want to make a quaint little shop for selling olive oil, etc.  *But, I still enjoyed the Balsamic vinegar… and appreciate the gift;-)

Smuckers Red Raspberry Preserves with Splenda

http://www.smuckers.com/products/ProductDetail.aspx?groupId=1&categoryId=18&flavorId=98

Smuckers has a “Low Sugar,” (25 calories/5g sugar) a “Sugar Free,” (10 calories/0g sugar) and a “Simply Fruit” (40 calories/8g sugar) version of their Red Raspberry Preserves.  I found the Sugar Free version at Harris Teeter.

I didn’t create a full batch, just a test sampling.  I’ve tried it with Balsamic vinegar and it was good.  Now I saw several recipes that used Rice vinegar and one with Red Wine vinegar.

Golden Corral has the following ingredients that would make a Citrus Salad possible:

  • Mixed salad greens
  • Mandarin oranges
  • Dried cranberries
  • Pecans (chopped)
  • Blue cheese (crumbled)
  • Strawberries

They also have white chicken on the salad bar, and raisins, and sunflower seeds.  Maybe red grapes later.

This is definitely doable as a delicious salad & dressing for a diabetic.

Low fat raspberry vinaigrette

1/4 cup smucker’s simply fruit red raspberry spreadable fruit 3 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
2 tablespoons frozen orange juice concentrate , thawed
1 cup water (or less for a thicker dressing)
1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
1/4 teaspoon table salt

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Well, I Don’t Intentionally Go Around Pissing in Peoples’ Yards! – Part 2

So, after visiting the doctor (Dr. Sloan), and having the blood work and X-rays, the doctor came to a conclusion pretty quickly (by Friday of my visit on Tuesday) that I had diabetes.  Boy was I doing the opposite of what I should have been doing.  No wonder I was craving water and urinating alot.  I was, “…drinking various fruit juices including apple, cranberry, grape, grapefruit and lemon & lime juice…”  I was drinking vast quantities so my blood sugar was through the roof.  The stomach problem was probably due to the high sugar volume.

Dr. Sloan gave me a perscription for Metformin which I started three days ago.  I have started to cut down on sugars.  No fruit juices, and I can already see that my craving for water has reduced greatly.  The diarrhea that the drug was supposed to cause has been mild to non-existant so far.

I weighed 270 this morning.