The clinic-appointed dietitian chirpily pronounced, “We need to make some changes to your food, and build some positive lifestyle habits!” I raised an eyebrow. Like how? I know what I shouldn’t be eating so much of. Other than those, I don't see a need to swop out anything.
The dietician scanned my record of exercise and food intake (plus cooking methods) for the months of March, April and May, and blinked. She went through it again. Grrrrr. I dunno why I bothered to send her a Word doc of this record prior to this meeting. When she spoke, it was with some kind of wonderment. “You exercise six days a week?! Your diet is stunningly clean!” Exercising six days a week for an hour each time is normal, okay. It's not my problem if you don't find that enjoyable or you're not disciplined enough to put that into the daily schedule. The dietitian had no further contributions nor suggestions on the topic of exercise.
Yeah, except for the alcohol. So the dietitian had a job to do riiight? She packed me off with a list of food items to cut down, and continue the intake of whole foods. I glanced at it. Alcohol was right at the top, followed by beef and pork. It suggested reducing spicy food intake, but that’s mainly dependent on the effects of radiation therapy or chemotherapy. I wouldn’t need these treatments yet. Ah, caffeine. I ain’t gonna cut out caffeine. A cup of coffee a day is exactly what I need. It was a thankfully short list. Okaaay, I can do that. There isn’t a specially prescribed diet, and I don't need supplements. The dietitian took pains to remind me thrice not to follow diet fads. Heh. I'm not a fan of those anyway.
Then I smirked.
Yes, I'm generally not into highly processed foods or fried items. I don’t take much cheese. I’m not a fan of bacon, ham or sausages; the charcuterie platter is a nightmare. BUT. I didn’t tell her about the three meals of laap mei fan and my stash of lupcheong and waxed duck breasts, and that one lonely can of Ma Ling luncheon meat (it’s been around since last September), all of which I fully intend to consume by next March. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
The dietician scanned my record of exercise and food intake (plus cooking methods) for the months of March, April and May, and blinked. She went through it again. Grrrrr. I dunno why I bothered to send her a Word doc of this record prior to this meeting. When she spoke, it was with some kind of wonderment. “You exercise six days a week?! Your diet is stunningly clean!” Exercising six days a week for an hour each time is normal, okay. It's not my problem if you don't find that enjoyable or you're not disciplined enough to put that into the daily schedule. The dietitian had no further contributions nor suggestions on the topic of exercise.
Yeah, except for the alcohol. So the dietitian had a job to do riiight? She packed me off with a list of food items to cut down, and continue the intake of whole foods. I glanced at it. Alcohol was right at the top, followed by beef and pork. It suggested reducing spicy food intake, but that’s mainly dependent on the effects of radiation therapy or chemotherapy. I wouldn’t need these treatments yet. Ah, caffeine. I ain’t gonna cut out caffeine. A cup of coffee a day is exactly what I need. It was a thankfully short list. Okaaay, I can do that. There isn’t a specially prescribed diet, and I don't need supplements. The dietitian took pains to remind me thrice not to follow diet fads. Heh. I'm not a fan of those anyway.
Then I smirked.
Yes, I'm generally not into highly processed foods or fried items. I don’t take much cheese. I’m not a fan of bacon, ham or sausages; the charcuterie platter is a nightmare. BUT. I didn’t tell her about the three meals of laap mei fan and my stash of lupcheong and waxed duck breasts, and that one lonely can of Ma Ling luncheon meat (it’s been around since last September), all of which I fully intend to consume by next March. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
2 comments:
LOL! The sodium comes from elsewhere mah......
hurhurhur. i do like salt!
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