Aunt Sue: Floyd

I had a pretty good day today in terms of my diet and I think that was because of the day I had yesterday. I have this tuxedo cat named Floyd who used to be over 20 pounds. In December I took him to the vet because he was choosing alternatives to the litter box, which was very unusual. He was diagnosed with diabetes. The vet recommended changing his diet first and asked me to come back in a month. Well, I did start feeding him the high-protein food she recommended but I didn't bring Floyd back for two months. I was sure that he was getting better - not really a diabetic at all. But I did bring him back yesterday and Floyd has lost three more pounds, a lot for a cat and an indication that the diabetes is not under control. So we're most likely going to go from diet to medication before considering insulin.

I love this cat. He's a dog in a cat suit. Vets have told me for most of his 14 years that he needs to lose weight. And I've pretty much ignored them because he was healthy and he's got a big frame. But now he's not healthy. I wish I had taken those warnings more seriously because it would kill me to lose this cat.

And the thought has been occurring to me since that I've been warned for years about the dangers of obesity but I've pretty much ignored them. I've been basically healthy and I too have a big frame. But I wouldn't describe myself as healthy now. I've got a number of weight-related health issues. And I need to take those warnings more seriously.

Anyway, I had a NutriGrain bar for breakfast, sushi for lunch and a cheese sandwhich for dinner. Not too impressive, I know. But I did go to the gym after work. Progress, not perfection, right?