Per the mail back from the lab whilst we were away:
- Cholesterol is good (162, where the target is under 200).
- My HDL (“good” cholesterol) is at 39 (target over 40), while my LDL (“bad” cholesterol) is 98 (target under 100). So there’s a bit of room for improvement there (usual advice of diet and exercise).
- My triglycerides are back under control (somehow) from my last test, at 123 (target under 150).
And, for the record, my kidney, liver, and thyroid all seem to be doing their thang, and no hint of diabetes. Woo-hoo.
And the other good news? Despite a week of Eating, Drinking, and Being Merry, I appear, as of this morning, to have only gained one pound. Which makes me wonder whether there’s some sort of gravitational anomaly surrounding my bathroom scale, but that’s another story.
Congrats! I know how good this feels.
I go for more tests a week from Friday. I suspect my triglycerides may have climbed a tad, but we’ll see.
12 pounds.
TWELVE pounds.
Twelve pounds.
I biked to work today. Here’s hoping that which went on easy drops off easy.
I’m shocked that Doyce gained more than I did. Really. He was eating a lot less.
Of course, he’s a gym-goer, while I’m largely sedentary (well, as much as the father of a 4-year-old can be), so the campout was actually an increase in my physical activity, likely a decrease in his.
Or maybe all that weight is hanging about in the ether right now, waiting to pounce on me tonight …