Day 68

First thing this morning I stepped on the scales so I could get a rough idea of what to expect at tomorrow's official weigh-in and the result was not too bad, 16st 1lb. I'll probably weigh a couple of pounds more at my CDC meeting as I get weighed in the early evening but it should still show a reasonable weight-loss for this fortnight, despite my burger madness last week. I probably could have lost a little more if I'd behaved myself a little better but I don't think I've done badly enough to seriously jeopardise my chance of reaching 15st by family visiting time.

I'm already starting to feel a bit anxious about the visit even though it's over a month away. Some of my family; my siblings and my dad, know about my diet but others don't and I don't know how I'm going to wriggle out of eating while I'm there, especially at my granny's house. If I could think up an excuse to avoid the starchy components of whatever she feeds me I'd be OK but she isn't the type of person to take no for an answer when it comes to food. For example, I'm mildly lactose intolerant, I can have a certain amount of milk every day but if I exceed it I am quite unwell, but if I ask for a black coffee or no butter on my toast she'll just scoff at me and do it anyway. I have no idea how I can explain CD to her without freaking her out, I can't even think of a way to work around it. Any suggestions more than welcome!

My kitchen has been out of bounds again today, apart from the odd 5 minutes to get a cup of peppermint tea, but I didn't mind at all, I had no appetite whatsoever and there was magic going on in that kitchen. I even forgot to have breakfast until about 5pm! I'm off to have my last sachet of the day in my beautiful, lime-green, freshly redecorated kitchen.