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Feb. 15th, 2011 10:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenayI was asked a few days ago by a friend what the prednisone munchies were like. Er, so far no munchies. My appetite remains normal, possibly even slightly subdued from what it typically is. Hopefully this is because I'm making sure that I eat small, regular meals through the day and so never really get ravenously hungry. Overeating makes me feel really quite nasty at the moment.
In fact, the only side-effect that I've noticed is that a bit of an increase in my usual insomnia. It's not really a problem (yet) because the return of my energy is making it much easier to deal with. Despite everything, I'm suddenly able to get out of bed and get myself moving properly in the morning. It's been months (maybe a year, even) since that was the case and it's quite refreshing to get to work on time and not feel the need to make up time during my lunch break.
My office is very good and flexible about work hours, but I like to set myself guidelines and feel bad about being 'late' even though I more than make up the time.
Not having prednisone munchies does not imply a lack of interest in food. Reading restaurant menus to plan meals out and reading foodblogs to get new ideas for eating in are still some of my favourite things to do. I'm hoping to talk Mum into trying a local Italian place at the weekend because I really want a proper, good spaghetti bolognese.
That's the funny thing: spag bol is something that's so easy to do at home, but it never tastes quite right unless it's at a good restaurant. I often feel like I should try things at restaurants that are new to me or things that I could never make myself so spaghetti bolognese is rarely what I order when I'm out. And yet, it's something that I can never quite replicate at home and am always vaguely disappointed with when I try.
I admit, I have some oddities about food :-)
Currently, my weight is hovering on the border between healthy and underweight. I haven't gained anything back, but I haven't lost any further weight for around ten days. I'm now facing the dilemma of whether I buy a new pair of jeans before my trip to England, so that I have a pair that actually fit without five inches of gaping waist band, or wait and see whether my weight stays here or returns. It's a tough one!
Just to really add insult, my company sent a reminder this morning about the Weight Watchers at Work program they run. Um, no, I don't think that I need that right now...
In fact, the only side-effect that I've noticed is that a bit of an increase in my usual insomnia. It's not really a problem (yet) because the return of my energy is making it much easier to deal with. Despite everything, I'm suddenly able to get out of bed and get myself moving properly in the morning. It's been months (maybe a year, even) since that was the case and it's quite refreshing to get to work on time and not feel the need to make up time during my lunch break.
My office is very good and flexible about work hours, but I like to set myself guidelines and feel bad about being 'late' even though I more than make up the time.
Not having prednisone munchies does not imply a lack of interest in food. Reading restaurant menus to plan meals out and reading foodblogs to get new ideas for eating in are still some of my favourite things to do. I'm hoping to talk Mum into trying a local Italian place at the weekend because I really want a proper, good spaghetti bolognese.
That's the funny thing: spag bol is something that's so easy to do at home, but it never tastes quite right unless it's at a good restaurant. I often feel like I should try things at restaurants that are new to me or things that I could never make myself so spaghetti bolognese is rarely what I order when I'm out. And yet, it's something that I can never quite replicate at home and am always vaguely disappointed with when I try.
I admit, I have some oddities about food :-)
Currently, my weight is hovering on the border between healthy and underweight. I haven't gained anything back, but I haven't lost any further weight for around ten days. I'm now facing the dilemma of whether I buy a new pair of jeans before my trip to England, so that I have a pair that actually fit without five inches of gaping waist band, or wait and see whether my weight stays here or returns. It's a tough one!
Just to really add insult, my company sent a reminder this morning about the Weight Watchers at Work program they run. Um, no, I don't think that I need that right now...
