Day 10...effective

Down .9 lbs. again...11.6 lbs. total.

Feeling it around my mid-section most (I was, after all, minus 2.75" in that measurement last Friday). Wish my face (and multiple chins) would begin to show it, but all in good time...all...in...good...time.

Still without my supplemental HCG...getting easier on day three...maybe I stopped it too early? All documentation says to discontinue drops on your "heaviest" flow days...thought I did...oh well, live and learn.

As for food...need to think about mixing it up a bit. Perhaps it's time to work in some lobster and lump crab. Dare I say, I'm getting a little bored with shrimp, chix and lean beef. And that is not a good thing. Thinking that veal (which is allowed) is also in my future. Tho, never having enjoyed it other than lightly breaded and smothered in a beurre blanc or, perhaps, marinara sauce, my stellar cooking abilities and this protocol's limited cooking options, do present a challenge to said protein's preparation.

I'm thinking a naked grill for the veal, finished with roasted tomatoes and fennel might do the trick (place toms and sliced fennel in tinfoil; sprinkle with Italian seasoning (make sure there's no sugar in the mix) and place in 350º F oven for 20-25 mins.). I'll report on this concoction a smidge later.

Here's a cool observation...my nails are growing long, strong and oh-so-pretty! Naturally. Who knew? Actually, I guess I did...vaguely recall noticing women who are preggers always sporting nice digits. And hair...their hair, rarely styled or even clean for chrissakes...is often more lustrous and just plain fabulous. Hoping it is only the hair on my head that enjoys a sudden fullness and such...I do not relish the thought of increased tweezing or giant bushes under the ol' arms and elsewhere. Ewwwww.

That's it for today...eat and be well,

Jane Doh!

Day 7...effective

Well, well...well.

Guess who's down 9 lbs. and minus 10"? Oh yeah. 2.75" from my waist, alone. This HCG works...forget it's complicated name...I now christen it: getting-results-and-getting-'em-now!

I find I'm actually getting greedy with the weight loss. Was down a mere .9 lbs. this morning and was, quite frankly, a little miffed...particularly since I was exceptionally good yesterday, despite lunch out and meeting pals for cocktails (okay, they had cocktails, I had water...with lemon, though, so it was still really special).

My friend (and I use that term oh-so-loosely) is due in a few days, which means no drops...it is rumored that my body will produce enough HCG during the heaviest days...hmmmm, we'll see. Of course I'll share all the gory details.

Speaking of the aforementioned "friend"...I shared my preferred method of protection with my gal-pal at lunch yesterday (well, hell, this is the stuff we girlie girls talk about...well, isn't it?)...but I digress. Anyway, she'd never heard of it. Sooooo, thought I'd bring it up here.

Having never been overly successful with the ol' pontoon (ah, for those who never met Drusilla Lemonjello, it's what her college house mother (yes, she was in college when there were house mothers) called tampons...after I stopped howling at that visual, it's what I've called them since)...anyway, so when the wicked cool, but somewhat messy Instead came along, I was all over it.

What is Instead, you ask? It is basically a diaphragm-type collector that you can't feel, doesn't leak and you can leave it in for 12 hours. Though, I highly recommend removing it in the shower. I've tried otherwise and the bathroom ends up looking like a murder scene. If I disappeared and CSI ever came in...my...husband...would...be...screwed. Anyway, that's my free plug for the day.

Back to the diet...about to have lunch...gulf white shrimp, steamed with cabbage and fresh lemon. Talk about awesomey* defined!

Photo shoot tonight, then it's on to the weekend.

Be and eat well,

Jane Doh!

*credit due to sweet William for my new favorite word.