Do what I did Mac, catch glandular fever - lost 15kgs in about six months, it reached the point where my doc wrote me a "Script except it wasn't for the pharmacy it was for me, a shopping list... Interesting sense of humour has my doc :)
(BTW, I was not overweight in the first place :) )
Perhaps Leo you should have a read about the Korean war, the North, with assistance from China, damned near won and very nearly pushed the U.S. forces off the peninsula.
Would that re-occur?
I don't know, but fanaticism knows few boundaries...According to a now very elderly friend of mine who was there in the thick of it they just came in waves and did not care how many of them died. Insane, but I've no reason to doubt him.
nothing in particular, but I'm always in awe of health professionals.
It does remind me of when my mum was crook. We took it in turns to sit with her 24 hours a day. One day I was starting my 'shift' with her and because of the hour the only way to get into the hospital was through the emergency department.
It was the scariest place I've ever been in my life. :(
Yeah,j emergency is never much fun, been a lot of much scarier places but my kids, and that wife, found it rather terrifying.
Cats are as you said animals out of control, all kittens should be spaded.when they are old enough and you can't miss with the shovel.No seriously they all should be desexed
unless you are a breeder.
If you buy a pedigreed cat (from a breeder, obviously) it will be spayed when you take delivery. At least in SA.
I've always had cats - I find their independence far preferable to a dog's slavishness. However, if you let your moggy out to prowl unsupervised, much as it may like it, you're being an irresponsible fuckwit: it will kill things; and they have no road sense at all. (ie: be prepared to have a flat cat if you live near a main road)
I suppose I've had cats pretty much all my life, the one with us now is the oddest ever, very old, very conniving, will get fed twice in quick succession if we don't happen to converse. I really do not know if it is deliberate or memory loss, but given how much she used to eat a day compared to now, I suspect there is a mix of both.
Busy losing weight though, despite all that food, dunno, she eats and sleeps, never leaves the property, not sure how much longer she is going to last but still fit despite the weight loss.
They can be very crazy creatures that's for sure.
My mother officially has one but has adopted two strays - sort of a signature in my family, they seem to find us :)
I had added weight last year for some reason, diet hasn't really changed in years, but then I had a repeat of glandular fever.
Not sure I'd recommend it as a diet but it took 15Kgs off me in no time and my cholesterol went down to 4ish.
It's not always just about weight though, muscle weighs more and whilst I don't really exercise much I carry much more of that than of fat so I hover in the 85/90KG region which my doc is perfectly happy with, he was not happy with me at 100/105KG, neither was I.
...About 5am this morning I get woken by my cat having a hiissy fit at the back door. Thought it was probably the rat we had a few days ago but got up anyway before the cat's noise woke my wife.
No, some probably drugged up idiot was trying to break in...Saw the situation, grabbed a very large knife on the way through the kitchen and had a few words, very few because as soon as he saw the knife he was gone - fuckwit...
Fed the cat and went back to bed.
Should not have told her about it, now she's all stressed.
It's a strange suburb sometimes, mostly fine, but a bit of a drug culture with the teens.
I never worry about it, I'm not one to fuck with, but she stresses...
I probably should not be doing this in my current state of health, glandular fever is the oddest thing, but I really do want to be a part of this Australia Day fly by and my mornings are ok, it's after about now that I know I'm a long way from being over this thing.
So I was up before daybreak to get out to the base for a dawn take-off, it's only a short drive from here.
Just a check ride really, more for my own reassurance than anything else. I,m not sure there are many left in the RAAF who know much about the Mirage but a much younger pilot watched on the steps as I settled in and ran my checks after a good walk around, this is not a young aircraft but surprisingly low hours - dunno, maybe it was a hanger queen or just a spare - that would be rare in the RAAF.
He looked at me and said "You seem pretty familiar with her Sir."
Hmm, just a little...
Taxied out as the sun rose and with all that concrete, Pierce is a big base, did a sedate take-off, then wound it up.
We most certainly are not going supersonic in the fly past but so close to the ocean and the free fly zone, which no one was using, it was hard to resist :)
Mach 2 for a couple of minutes then backed it off and tossed her around a bit - flies like a bought one :)
My chase pilot was in an F-18, admitted when we landed that he lost me a couple of times and I think he was somewhat in awe of the long tail slide I did - lost art I think.
Unfortunately I suspect this will be my swan-song, those years really are catching up, ah well, such is life :)
I was home before my wife even woke up - tend to have to keep such antics away from her, she's a worrier :)