Breakfast: Left over bacon and baked potatoes
Coffee
Lunch: left over 1/2 pound burger with fried egg and cheese
Left over fried potatoes
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: Healthy choice chicken
Mashed potatoes
Sweet corn
Apple desert
Cold water
Pre-Bed Snack: gin-n-tonic
Ritz Crackers and peanut butter
AM 116 PM 154 BP 108/78
Breakfast: In Hats at Hilton
Omelette with ham, bacon and cheddar cheese
Country fried potatoes
Coffee
° They did not screw up; they did not drench the hamburger patties in molten cheese!Lunch: Wendys
double hamburger with no cheese°
large Chocolate Frosty
Dinner: Boot Hill Casino
Split order of shrimp cocktail
Half 1/2 pound burger with fried egg and cheese
Steak fries
Glass of Stella
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
Breakfast: Burrito
Chocolate muffin
Coffee
Lunch: small steal
small chicken filet
Potatoes chunks
roll with butter
Vinallia cake slice
Cold water
Dinner: ham and cheddar on hamburger bun
Small bag potatoe chips
Diet Coke
iced water
Pre-Bed Snack: 2 glasses Stella Artois
AM 127 PM 151 BP 120/90
Breakfast: pancakes, 3
Coffee
Lunch: Old Chicago
Stella Artois
Dinner: at Sternberg Museum for a Lions Convention Dinner
Fried Chicken
Mashed potatoes
White Gravy
Roll
Water
Pre-Bed Snack: 3 glasses of excelkent local Lager
a cookie and half a chocolate cupcake
Vv
Breakfast: Bit of meatloaf
Creamme of Wheat
Coffee
Lunch: sour dough peanut butter sandwich
Leftover meatloaf
Diet Coke
Dinner:
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 143 PM BP 129/86
Breakfast: left over spaghetti
Coffee
Lunch: DCCC for Lions
Salad with chopped ham
Baked chicken filet
Rice
"Diet Coke"
Dinner: meatloaf
Baked potatoe
Boiled broccoli florets
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 123 PM 202 BP 117/88
Breakfast: grits with a boiled egg
Coffee
Lunch: 3 hard boiled eggs
Dinner: homemade spaghetti sauce with noodles
Garlic bread
Stella Artois
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 137 Noon 127 PM
Breakfast: At Red Beards Coffee Shop
Eclairs
Sausage Burrito
Moccasins Mattie
Lunch: At Kings Buffet
A mixture of many chicken and rice dishes
Ice Creamme
"Diet Pepsi"
Dinner: Healthy Choice Cafe Steamers
Grilled Chicken Marinara with Parmesan
Cold Water
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 127 PM 150 BP 124/93 MB
AM 165 PM 139 KOLB
Here is what I remember of my Father’s history. Born on 25 August 1925, some place in northern Illinois (I think). He was raised at: 1015 Irving, Royal Oak, Michigan He was drafted into the Army Air Corp in 1943. I have no idea where he went to basic training or where he went to technical training. He was sent to Okinawa while the Army and Marines were still fighting. He was an oxygen machine operator. This was a cryogenic system which provided LOX for air crews conducting high altitude air raids over Japan. His base was probably shelled but he never said if he was in danger. His main stories were about boredom and Soldiers making home brew. This brew was made in drums filled with left over sweets, raisans and sugar then screened and left in the jungle to ferment. They left this mess there for a week and drank this awful sounding stuff. I suppose it was better than being sober. Soldiers got a six pack of cheap beer a week and officers and senior NCOs got whiskey. He did see those who got whiskey sold it to trustworthy soldiers. After the Army Air Corp, he went to Wayne State. He got his degree in Economics (I think) and was in ROTC. I emailed the Dean at Wayne State and asked him to confirm this information. I do not recall where your Grandmother went to College. I had this early complete when the bloody computer ate my most recent text! Could someone please tell me why WInDoze 11 is supposed to be the miracle machine??? I'm pissed off enuf to start screaming but Aunt Kathie is taking a nap (we took a mini-vacation in Wichita Kansas and she drove back in winds gusting to the 50s mph and occasionall dust with visibility under a quarter of a mile. She likes driving much more than I do!) I am typing this the hard way on my Kindle. At least I know it will not eat my text! Your Grandfather was probably commissioned in the USAF out of college and went to basic flight school at Vance Air base in Enid Oklahoma in late 1949. He was then transferred to an Air Base at San Antonio Texas. Your grandparents were married on 28 August 1950. He was sent to Vance AFB Enid Oklahoma in late 1950 for TDY (temporary duty). Said TDY lasted long enough for me to be born 14 August 1951 and your Father to be born on 7 May 1953. (In the Navy, we called this "PCS" - Permanent Change of Station.) He was a flight instructor in basic flight school. Around 1955, he was sent by Pan Am Clipper to Kadena Air Force Base Okinawa. (I just uploaded this text to Aunt Kathie's lap top computer. The real reason we went to Wichita was to buy a replacement for my desktop, which had "gracefully" died on me.) Interruption done and back to me narrative! This meant my Mom had to get me and Jim from Bay City Michigan to San Freancisco in order for us to board the USNS GENERAL M M PATRICK. The PATRICK was a retired troop carrier which was retrofitted to take military families from point A to point B. The PATRICK did not have stablizers and rolled in heavy, long period, North Pacific wind swells. I am sure there were occasioal cold fronts adding to the "fun"... An amusing aside: my mother was trying to move several overpacked suitcases, your Father and I from a taxi to the ship. I held her hand, she had your Father on a leash and was paying a porter to actually haul the luggage. I vaguely recall that sailors near the ship put the luggage onto the ship and moved it into our cabin. Your Father and I had your Grandmother's delicate stomacks and the three of us vomited a lot. Jim and I both outgrew this... We were meet at the Pier by my Father who had borrowed an Air Force truck. For the remainder of his tour, our wheels were a motoscooter he had bought from a fellow officer and later sold to another pilot. I went to Kindergarden and the first half of First Grade on Okinaewa. In Kindergardenm, I vaguly recall my philosophy was "what is mine is mine, what is yours is mine". There was at least one typhoon which clobbered the island. The roof leaked. My Mother had to move us to one end of the house until the winds shifted and rain started coming in at that end and she moved us to the other end of the house. This was unfun. My Father, as an SA-16 Command Pilot, had flown his flying boat and crew to Hong Kong where he and his "shelered" in British military housing and drank very cheap Brit gin or beer. My Mother was not synpatetic whe she learned of the hangovers my Father had suffered through... Lawn work was easy! Litttle Okinawan "Mommasans" sat on the lawns, measured the heights of grass and neatly trimmed them. The cut off grass went into wicker baskets. This was necessary as the local economy was still trashed from the war. Paying for "haircuts" for the lawn was trivial for USAF officers and NCOs but provided the major source of income for the families of the Okinaean "Mommasans". The economy later picked up and the Papasans started pulling in real money! We got around on my Father's motorscooter. My Father driving, me in front of him, Mom behind him holding your Father was not an uncommon sight. It was something that gives me the creeps thinking of it today... Ah, the bloody Air Farce. (Yes, Christopher, I left out an obscenity that say after "bloody". I'm being polite. What can I say? Me Father earned his flight pay (which is really a form of hazarous duty pay!). The nice story is his Squadron worked part time for the "Company". (CIA) They would fly up a major river, drop off a Chinese agent and fly back while never going above the tops of trees. They were lucky! The ChiCom were not interested in bagging USAF air crews and the infiltrating agents were never heard from again. The "Company" later gave this up as a bad idea. There was an article in Argosy Magazine about this squadron published in the late 1950s or early 1960s. This was the nice evil story; the unnice evil story is this: My Father's aircraft was an SA-16 seaplane. They could stream (deploy) long long-wire antennas to receive very low frequency radio. They could carry several people or boxes. On one trip to a place called Bikina Atole, my Father landed in the Atole and was told he and his crew were to swim to shore. They then had to swim back to the SA-16 a day or two later. It was only much later they learned an H-Bomb (tritium/duterium device I think) had been set off there. He and his men received large doses of radioactive Iodine and this buggered their Tyroid {sp} glands. This illness caused him to be taken off flight status in the late 1960s. My Mother was sympathetic but secretly delighted he would not be going off to fly around thunderstorms at night.) While still on flying status, my Father was a senior instructor pilot. He and his fellows would gently put their FNG Pilot students in the back seat of their airplace, take off gently, get to 5,000 feet over the Gulf and at a given signal, start violent manuevers to see who could get his student vomiting first. Dad often "won"... I went to an year of Junior College at Perkinston Junior College, Stone County, Mississippi. It was a lovely school and for the first time after 6th grade, I enjoyed going to school! Your Grandfather retired from the USAF in sunner 1970. We moved to Klamath Falls, Oregon. He had been hired to teach a class at the local junior college. He charged out looking hopeful. He returned looking absolutely defeated. When he showed up at the Junior College President office, he was told a meeting had been held the day before and his salery was zeroed out and his benefits cancelled but he could come teach on his own time, his own dime and take all risks.k of this I this and boil with impotent rage! He immediately went to northern California and signed up for unemployment. Your Grandmother read the local Community College was offering a refresher training programme for RNs who had been out of practice for years. When my Mother and a number of other ladies signed up, the College President told them they simply could not possibly survive retraining and they should do lesser activities. (My Mother had been away from nursing for 44 years years.) Pissed off husbands threatened a class action suit and maybe a sexual discrimination law suit.) This merde tet penjudo caved. (This is a French obscenity followed by a Spainish obscenity.) All the Ladies did outstanding in class and did well at subsequent jobs. He learned to be a real estate sales man and was surprised when the office secretary refused to help him. They later told him he had a "bad attitude" because he did not help the other worker bees in the office (who were not helping him). He had one very big sale and put the money in escrow. Thus, money that would have going to taxes went to family over the years.) On the subject of health: Your Grandfather first had triple bypass surgery in late spring of 1970. I blame the 3 packs of cigs, occasional cigars and pipes plus some alcohol for his trashed heart. They took a vein from his left lower leg to fix his heart (See the problem, solve the problem, don't sweat the unintended consquences). The lost of this vein compromised his blood flow in his lower left leg making him vulnerable to infection. (I have been seeing foot docs - podistrists - every four months at VA Wichita for several years. I am also seeing the Heart Surgeon, Dr. Abid K. Mallick, who saved my live on 3 March 2015 when he supervised his Grad Student when said Grad Student - already an MD - inserted stents into me heart. I have literally trusted him with my life!) The drinking could not have helped... What whacked the remainder of his left foot and then his right leg was never explained to me. I do know I obey the orders of my Primary MD, Heart MD, VA Doc and Oncologist to the very letter. Charlie was an inherieted Type 1 diabetic. He gave up and quit tryng to "live the life" of fighting his T1D. He was also a cocaine junkie. I am not being too judgemental I hope. I am T2D, am too tight to try drugs, don't drink much and have lost 70 pounds since last you saw me. (My VA Doc and Kathie tell me "you are skinny!") So, what can I say about your daughter? She has genes that could lead to her being more at risk from diabetics and heart problems. You have the same at risk factors. In addition, you also have the threat of prostate cancer (I have the reality). Don't freak but don't ignore your A1C or PSA! You are over age 40 so I believe you're over the hill and climbing the mountain. Do not forget to keep track of both your A1C and PSA! It is getting late and some TV shows that don't seem too obnoxious are on. I will see if I can find more information about your Grandparents. Please give me best regards to the rest of the family! Love, Uncle Mike
Breakfast: at the Beaon in Wichita
2 slices sour dough toast with grape jelly
hamburger steak
2 fried eggs over easy
hash browns
coffee Lunch: small amount left over stew
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: at Dodge City Brewery
small pour of Brelgian Beer
1/2 Hamberger pizza
can Diet Pepsi
AM 137 PM xxx BP 124/93
Here is what I remember of my Father’s history. Born on 25 August 1925, some place in northern Illinois (I think). He was raised at: 1015 Irving, Royal Oak, Michigan He was drafted into the Army Air Corp in 1943. I have no idea where he went to basic training or where he went to technical training. He was sent to Okinawa while the Army and Marines were still fighting. He was an oxygen machine operator. This was a cryogenic system which provided LOX for air crews conducting high altitude air raids over Japan. His base was probably shelled but he never said if he was in danger. His main stories were about boredom and Soldiers making home brew. This brew was made in drums filled with left over sweets, raisans and sugar then screened and left in the jungle to ferment. They left this mess there for a week and drank this awful sounding stuff. I suppose it was better than being sobor. Soldiers got a six pack of cheap beer a week and officers and senior NCOs got whiskey. He did see those who got whiskey sold it to trustworthy soldiers. After the Army Air Corp, he went to Wayne State. He got his degree in Economics (I think) and was in ROTC. I emailed the Dean at Wayne State and asked him to confirm this information. I do not recall where your Grandmother went to College. I had this early complete when the bloody computer ate my most recent text! Could someone please tell me why WInDoze 11 is supposed to be the miracle machine??? I'm pissed off enuf to start screaming but Aunt Kathie is taking a nap (we took a mini-vacation in Wichita Kansas and she drove back in winds gusting to the 50s mph and occasionall dust with visibility under a quarter of a mile. She likes driving much more than I do!) I am typing this the hard way on my Kindle. At least I know it will not eat my text! Your Grandfather was probably commissioned in the USAF out of college and went to basic flight school at avance Air base in Enid Oklahoma in late 1949. He was then transferred to an Air Base ib San Antonio Texas. Your grandparents were married on 28 August 1950. He was sent to Vance AFB Enid Oklahoma in late 1950 for TDY (temporary duty). Said TDY lasted long enough for me to be born 14 August 1951 and your Father to be born on 7 May 1953. (In the Navy, we called this "PCS" - Permanent Change of Station. He was a flight instructor in basic flight school. Around 1955, he was sent by Pan Am Clipper to Kadena Air Force Base Okinawa. (I just uploaded this text to Aunt Kathie's lap top computer. The real reason we went to Wichita was to buy a replacement for my desktop, which had "gracefully" died on me.) Interruption done and back to me narrative! This meant my Mom had to get me and Jim from Bay City Michigan to San Freancisco in order for us to board the USNS GENERAL M M PATRICK. The PATRICK was a retired troop carrier which was retrofitted to take military families from point A to point B. The PATRICK did not have stablizers and rolled in heavy, long period, North Pacific wind swells. I am sure there were occasioal cold fronts adding to the "fun"... An amusing aside: my mother was trying to move several overpacked suitcases, your Father and I from a taxi to the ship. I held her hand, she had your Father on a leash and was paying a porter to actually haul the luggage. I vaguely recall that sailors near the ship put the luggage onto the ship and moved it into our cabin. Your Father and I had your Grandmother's delicate stomacks and the three of us vomited a lot. Jim and I both outgrew this... We were meet at the Pier by my Father who had borrowed an Air Force truck. For the remainder of his tour, our wheels were a motoscooter he had bought from a fellow officer and later sold to another pilot. I went to Kindergarden and the first half of First Grade on Okinaewa. In Kindergardenm, I vaguly recall my philosophy was "what is mine is mine, what is yours is mine". There was at least one typhoon which clobbered the island. The roof leaked. My Mother had to move us to one end of the house until the winds shifted and rain started coming in at that end and she moved us to the other end of the house. This was unfun. My Father, as an SA-16 Command Pilot, had flown his flying boat and crew to Hong Kong where he and his "shelered" in British military housing and drank very cheap Brit gin or beer. My Mother was not synpatetic whe she learned of the hangovers my Father had suffered through... Lawn work was easy! Litttle Okinawan "Mommasans" sat on the lawns, measured the heights of grass and neatly trimmed them. The cut off grass went into wicker baskets. This was necessary as the local economy was still trashed from the war. Paying for "haircuts" for the lawn was trivial for USAF officers and NCOs but provided the major source of income for the families of the Okinaean "Mommasans". The economy later picked up and the Papasans started pulling in real money! We got around on my Father's motorscooter. My Father driving, me in front of him, Mom behind him holding your Father was not an uncommon sight. It was something that gives me the creeps thinking of it today... Ah, the bloody Air Farce. (Yes, Christopher, I left out an obscenity that say after "bloody". I'm being polite. What can I say? Me Father earned his flight pay (which is really a form of hazarous duty pay!). sy The nice story is his Squadron worked part time for the "Company". (CIA) They would fly up a major river, drop off a Chinese agent and fly back while never going above the tops of trees. They were lucky! The ChiCom were not interested in bagging USAF air crews and the infiltrating agents were never heard from again. The "Company" later gave this up as a bad idea. There was an article in Argosy Magazine about this squadron published in the late 1950s or early 1960s. This was the nice evil story; the unnice evil story is this: My Father's aircraft was an SA-16 seaplane. They could stream (deply) long long-wire antennas to receive very low frequency radio. They could carry several people or boxes. On one trip to a place called Backini Atole, my Father landed in the Atole and was told he and his crew were to swim to shore. They then had to swim back to the SA-16 a day or two later. It was only much later they learned an H-Bomb (tritium/duterium device I think) was set off. He and his men received large doses of radioactive Iodine and this buggered their Tyroid {sp} glands. This illness caused him to be taken off flight status in the late 1960s. My Mother was sympathetic but secretly delighted he would not be going off to fly around thunderstorms. I went to an year of Junior College at Perkinston Junior College, Stone County, Mississippi. It was a lovely school and for the first time after 6th grade, I enjoyed going to school! Your Grandfather retired from the USAF in sunner 1970. We moved to Klamath Falls, Oregon. He had been hired to teach a class at the local junior college. He charged out looking hopeful. He returned looking absolutely defeated. When he showed up at the Junior College President office, he was told a meeting had been held the day before and his salery was zeroed out and his benefits cancelled but he could come teach on his own time, his own dime and take all risks.k of this I this and boil with impotent rage! He immediately went to northern California and signed up for unemployment. Your Grandmother read the local Community College was offering a refresher training programme for RNs who had been out of practice for years. When my Mother and a number of other ladies signed up, the College President told them they simply could not possibly survive retraining and they should do lesser activities. (My Mother had been away from nursing for 44 years years.) Pissed off husbands threatened a class action suit and maybe a sexual discrimination law suit.) This merde tet penjudo saved. (This is a French obscenity followed by a Spaiish obscenity.) All the Ladies did outstanding in class and did well at subsequent jobs. family riding on the scooter bakina atole Red China visits
Breakfast: bowl leftover beef stew
Coffee
Lunch: at Sams
1/4 pound hot dog
"Diet Pepsi
Diner: at Double Tree in Wichita
Veggie Soup
Salad
Filet
Baked potatoe with
Butter
Sour Cream me
Chocolate cake with vinalla ice cream me
2 22-oz Stella Artois
AM 141 PM 146 BP 133/89
Breakfast: Creamme of wheat
Slice dour dough toast
Coffee
Lunch: hamburger patty
Fried potatoes slices
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: Healthy Choice sliced beef and rice and broccoli in brown sauce
Cold water
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 125 PM 170 BP 128-89
Breakfast: Creamme of Wheat
slice sour dough toast
Coffee
Lunch:
Dinner:
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
Breakfast: left over rice and one chunk of chicken
coffee Lunch: at Applebys
Sp!it an appetizer
Bowl of fancy tomatoes soup
"Diet Pepsi"
Dinner: double burger
Potatoe salad
2 Lagers (8 oz Uncle Johnny's Creamme Ale and
Bottle Stella Artois
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 144PM 162 BP 124/86
____Breakfast: wheaties
slice sour dough toast with peanut butter and grape jelly
coffee
________Lunch: Tomatoe soup with 2 hot dogs
_______Dinner: "Chinese" from Dillions
chicken with sweet sauce
steamed white rice
glass of White Zin
AM 156 PM 225 BP 114/82
Breakfast: Left over Quiche
Coffee
Lunch: mashed potatoes and beef gravy
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: at Casey's Cowtown
Salad
Chicken fried chicken
Double Baked Potatoes
Roll
Stella Artois
Pre-Bed Snack:
Breakfast: homemade Bisquit Quiche
coffee
Lunch: sour dough bread with peanut butter and grape jelly
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: hamburger "steak"
mashed potatoes with Beef Gravy
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 153 PM BP 113/87
____Breakfast: 2 fried eggs
slice sour dough toast
coffee
Red Beard Mocca Latte
________Lunch: Red Beard sausage burito
Diet Coke
_______Dinner: hamburger speghetti
Uncle Johnny Creamme Ale
AM 118 PM 170 BP 136/70
____Breakfast: creamme of wheat
slice sour dough toast
coffee
________Lunch: left over stewed roast beef
Diet Pepsi
_______Dinner: more of the leftovers from lunch
Boiled potatoes
Carrots
Broccoli florets
Lager
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 136 PM 186 BP 149/84
____Breakfast: At Red Beards Coffee Shop
sausage burito
large Mocca Latte
Lunch: left over beef stew
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: Healthy Choice bref, broccoli and sauce
White Zin
Pre-Bed Snack:
AM 111 PM 185 BP 138/69
____Breakfast: 2 fried eggs
slice sour dough toast
coffee
________Lunch: at the DCCC (Dodge City Community College)
salad
speghetti
a kind of bread pudding
"Diet Coke"
_______Dinner: steak
Baked potatoe
Asparagus
Dodge City Brewery Locke's Pervade
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 126 PM 156 BP 122/69
_ ___Breakfast: two fried eggs
slice sour dough with PB & GJ*
________Lunch: turkey sandwich
Diet Pepsi
_______Dinner: roast beef
potatoes
carrots
White Zin
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 121 (2 hours post lunch 224) PM 190 BP 123/56*Peanut Butter and Grape Jelly
Breakfast: Wheaties
Slice sour dough with pb&go
coffee
Lunch: boiled potatoes with
2 hot dogs
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: Healthy Choice
Chicken Marched it's with Balsamic
Cold Water
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 148 PM 148 BP 134/69
Breakfast: Kathie's Big Breakfast o
well cooked bacon
scrambled eggs
coffee cake
coffee Lunch: From Freddys Burgers
steak burger
Sunday
Dinner: homemade hamburger pizza
Uncle Johnnys Creamme Ale
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 124 PM 225 BP 225
Breakfast: Oatmeal
slice sour dough bread with pb&GM
Coffee
Lunch: half pound hamburger on sour dough needs bread
Coke Zero
Dinner: Top Raman with °2 hot dogs
°boiled broccoli florets
°ketchup
Stella Artois
Pre-Bed Snack:
AM 143 PM 153 BP 136/72
Breakfast: Egg Salad (3 eggs)
2 slices sour dough bread
coffee
Lunch: leftover steak a Mon d baked potatoe
Diet Pepsi
Snack: Popcorn
Diet Coke
Dinner: Healthy Choice beef, broccoli florets and rice in sauce
Cool water
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 140 PM 149 BP 123/75
Breakfast: At Red Beards Coffee Shop
SOS
large Mocca Latte
Lunch: half pound hamburger
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: At Prime On the Nine
salad
~4 oz of a 6 oz filet
half a baked potatoe
Most of an excellent slice of chocolate cake with
vinallia ice creamme
Cours beet me up
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 126 PM 188 BP 126/75
Breakfast: 3 little pancakes
coffee
Lunch: small piece leftover steak
small baked potatoe
slice sour dough bread with peanut butter and grape jelly
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: 2½ brats
Stella Artois
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 109 PM 199 BP 117/67
It was the next morning that I realized I'd forgotten to take my evening pills...
Breakfast: Fried chunks of Pat's Summer Sausage
2 fried eggs
slice sour dough toast
Coffee
Lunch: Creamme of Chicken Soup
sour dough bread with peanut butter
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: much of a steak
half a baked potatoe with sour cream me and butter
broccoli
White Zin
Pre-Bed Snack: xxx;
AM 135 PM 157 BP 124/70
Breakfast: spoon sized shredded wheat
Slice sour dough bread with peanut butter
coffee
Lunch: Left overs from last night
Small piece chicken fried steak
Scoop mashed potatoes with white gravy
carrots
Little biscuit
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: Healthy Choice rice, sliced beef, broccoli in a brown sauce
Cold water
Pre-Bed Snack: half chicken sandwich and glass White Zin
AM 132 PM 139 BP 230/63
Breakfast: Scrambled eggs
well fried bacon
coffee cake
Coffee
Lunch: leftover roast chicken
slice sour dough bread with peanut on butter
Diet Pepsi
Dinner: at the Boot chill Casino Restaurant
salad
chicken fried steak
Mashed potatoes with white gravy
Stella Atrois
Pre-Bed Snack: glass White Zin
tablespoon of peanut butter
AM 133 PM 146 BP. 154/69
Breakfast: Cream of Wheat
2 slices sour dough bread
coffee
Lunch: Red beards burrito
Popcorn
Diet Coke
Dinner: baked chicken
dressing
Asparagus
White Zin
Pre-Bed Snack: Gin and Tonic
AM 118 PM 140 AM 137/63
