The last thing you think about when up to your eyes in snotty tissues and cold remedies is DIETS!
It’s extremely doubtful I will have a loss this week, but that doesn’t mean to say I intend to come off plan and feed my face with all the bad stuff. To be honest, the chances are it wouldn’t make me feel better and the guilt factor would be off the scale. One little slip is allowed, but not a whole army of them.
After another interrupted night (and Hubby getting up to bring me in some hot milk and honey at 3.15 bless him) I looked up honey in the SW bible this morning.
Although it’s not horrendously synful, it does have a value of 1 syn per teaspoon. I am having honey in my lemsips (4 max in any 24 hours) AND hot milk (at least three) plus there are extra syns for the milk as it far exceeds my daily allowance.
I am also sucking throat lozenges and soothers which must be at least one each, so they all mount up.
Whilst I am not intentionally cheating, syns are going through the roof just now and I’m letting them.
We had our final day of stew yesterday and I had a salad with a mushroom omelette for my tea, which I didn’t enjoy one iota. The prepared salad, although well in date and unopened, was slimy and limp and the omelette just a lump of ‘something’ that was at least easy to swallow. I’ve thrown the rest of the salad away.
Today we are having fish (9 syns), wedges (3 syns) and baked beans or veg depending on how we feel when I come to cook it.
Photo: Sept 2018