This will be an ever evolving list, but here are a few...
1. Not having to pull my bra straps up 400 times a day
2. Crossing my legs for more than 2 minutes without severe cramping
3. Not getting winded walking... Up stairs, walking the dog, cleaning the house, from the back of the parking lot
4. Getting out of bed without pain
5. Getting dressed in the mornings
6. Getting out of the car or up from a chair without having to heave-ho or hold onto anything
7. Playing with my niece & nephew without getting tired quickly
8. Not having a need for the ever growing pile of change I used to spend in the vending machines at work.
9. Going to a concert or hockey game without worrying about whether I will fit in the seats
10. Traveling without having to worry about asking for a seat belt extender
11. Catching myself in the mirror and being pleasantly surprised at what I see
12. Seeing people that I haven't seen in a while and watching them struggle with recognition and try to figure out what's different
13. Sharing my successes with friends and having them share their successes with me
14. Meeting small goals and celebrating those victories
15. Parking at the back of the parking lot at work and enjoying the walk to and from the building
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
On the Move!
Constant movement. I've been moving and moving and moving and I'm expecting to crash and burn at any moment... except that as part of this new lifestyle, I have tons more energy... so I think I'm good! I have been getting up earlier and working out.... going to work early, working late... spending time with family and trying to keep myself honest with the food I'm eating.
It's definitely harder right now... PMS = chocolate cravings... Spring time = Easter candy... Easter candy = Cadbury Creme Eggs... my absolute favorite. Whoever made those are just evil. I went to Target recently and got some goodies for a close friend who was having a baby... I love to take things to the hospital that dad and visitors can munch on as well as give mommy something sweet to snack on after all is said and done. I mean, all that work in delivering a baby, somebody betta bring me a candy bar!! <growl!>
So, confession time... I got a box of Cadbury Creme Eggs for my friend.... and I got a box for me. You thought I was going to say I avoided it, huh? Nope. No lies here. I did it. I put it in the cart... I wheeled it to the register... and I knowingly paid for that box of evil. Have I opened it? Yes. Have I tried one? Yes. But just one. I didn't feel great after. I felt more disappointed in myself than sick. Just disappointed in my weakness. But you know what? We are all WEAK. I don't care what anyone says. If someone tells you they've been perfect and haven't cheated during something like this, whether dieting or exercising or post weight loss surgery, they... are... lying...!!! You try to determine your limits. You try to find things that you can snack on here and there to fulfill that taste craving you have. It's not rocket science, folks. It is what it is. We are human and we are weak.
But let me just say, I am not taking advantage of this situation. I knew when I selected this surgery that I was a cheater when it came to food. That's precisely why I had this surgery. I get sick when I eat (light) sour cream, but I don't when I eat an entire Cadbury Creme Egg? Seriously? What's wrong with this picture? As soon as sour cream hits my stomach, no matter how large or small the amount, I have this internal burning sensation like someone has dropped 80 habanero peppers down my throat. It's quite painful. But I can eat a Cadbury Creme Egg and go to sleep? Heh... little devilish eggs. Pure evil those eggs.
Enough about the eggs. I didn't get to work out a lot last week. Work continues to prove busier than ever. I guess that's a good thing because I come home, walk the dog for a mile or two, eat dinner (lately, Parm Encrusted Tilapia and veggie of choice), and head to bed. I haven't been overeating or lazing around... just move from one task to the next to the next. It keeps me honest. Lunches consist of a wrap or burger without a bun or soup or whatever the healthy entree is at work. Some days it's just fruit and some type of protein. Some days it's at my desk and whatever I bring from home. It is my life at the moment. It is quite busy.
Good thing about that is, constant movement = constant weight/inches lost. I've lost about .5 lb short of 50 lbs. It has been 2 months and 4 days. I'd say that's pretty darn good. I have been retiring clothes here and there... and the jeans I wore this weekend will be retired for life... I took them off tonight without unbuttoning them. I sat down in them at church this morning and my belt buckle was touching the center part of my bra. My nephew walked around the house pulling his pants up acting like an old man to mock me. It's time. They're done. I have several pants like that. Shirts, don't even get me started. I had shirts I had bought back in the fall that I can't keep on my shoulders, much less cover up my chest with now. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled I'm losing weight. Just don't have the time to go shopping to find new stuff!!
So, I start swimming this week. Hopefully going to get these arms and upper body shaped up. Then mid-March I start training for FitTastic, the Run-Walk club. That will be two days a week and will end with the Susan G. Komen race in June. I'm excited about that! I hear it's a great race - folks in the neighborhood on the route decorate their yards and cheer you on. It's a big deal in the Triangle!
Well, going to catch up on some shows and then head to bed. A new week of new and better choices starts tomorrow. :)
For now,
Kells
It's definitely harder right now... PMS = chocolate cravings... Spring time = Easter candy... Easter candy = Cadbury Creme Eggs... my absolute favorite. Whoever made those are just evil. I went to Target recently and got some goodies for a close friend who was having a baby... I love to take things to the hospital that dad and visitors can munch on as well as give mommy something sweet to snack on after all is said and done. I mean, all that work in delivering a baby, somebody betta bring me a candy bar!! <growl!>
So, confession time... I got a box of Cadbury Creme Eggs for my friend.... and I got a box for me. You thought I was going to say I avoided it, huh? Nope. No lies here. I did it. I put it in the cart... I wheeled it to the register... and I knowingly paid for that box of evil. Have I opened it? Yes. Have I tried one? Yes. But just one. I didn't feel great after. I felt more disappointed in myself than sick. Just disappointed in my weakness. But you know what? We are all WEAK. I don't care what anyone says. If someone tells you they've been perfect and haven't cheated during something like this, whether dieting or exercising or post weight loss surgery, they... are... lying...!!! You try to determine your limits. You try to find things that you can snack on here and there to fulfill that taste craving you have. It's not rocket science, folks. It is what it is. We are human and we are weak.
But let me just say, I am not taking advantage of this situation. I knew when I selected this surgery that I was a cheater when it came to food. That's precisely why I had this surgery. I get sick when I eat (light) sour cream, but I don't when I eat an entire Cadbury Creme Egg? Seriously? What's wrong with this picture? As soon as sour cream hits my stomach, no matter how large or small the amount, I have this internal burning sensation like someone has dropped 80 habanero peppers down my throat. It's quite painful. But I can eat a Cadbury Creme Egg and go to sleep? Heh... little devilish eggs. Pure evil those eggs.
Enough about the eggs. I didn't get to work out a lot last week. Work continues to prove busier than ever. I guess that's a good thing because I come home, walk the dog for a mile or two, eat dinner (lately, Parm Encrusted Tilapia and veggie of choice), and head to bed. I haven't been overeating or lazing around... just move from one task to the next to the next. It keeps me honest. Lunches consist of a wrap or burger without a bun or soup or whatever the healthy entree is at work. Some days it's just fruit and some type of protein. Some days it's at my desk and whatever I bring from home. It is my life at the moment. It is quite busy.
Good thing about that is, constant movement = constant weight/inches lost. I've lost about .5 lb short of 50 lbs. It has been 2 months and 4 days. I'd say that's pretty darn good. I have been retiring clothes here and there... and the jeans I wore this weekend will be retired for life... I took them off tonight without unbuttoning them. I sat down in them at church this morning and my belt buckle was touching the center part of my bra. My nephew walked around the house pulling his pants up acting like an old man to mock me. It's time. They're done. I have several pants like that. Shirts, don't even get me started. I had shirts I had bought back in the fall that I can't keep on my shoulders, much less cover up my chest with now. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled I'm losing weight. Just don't have the time to go shopping to find new stuff!!
So, I start swimming this week. Hopefully going to get these arms and upper body shaped up. Then mid-March I start training for FitTastic, the Run-Walk club. That will be two days a week and will end with the Susan G. Komen race in June. I'm excited about that! I hear it's a great race - folks in the neighborhood on the route decorate their yards and cheer you on. It's a big deal in the Triangle!
Well, going to catch up on some shows and then head to bed. A new week of new and better choices starts tomorrow. :)
For now,
Kells
Monday, February 11, 2013
A New Day at Old Navy
Last week was crazy busy and this weekend I had all intentions of going to the gym for some swim time and yoga and then relaxing for the weekend. Haha. I should know by now to not make plans to relax...it never works out as I intended. I came home Friday night after stopping by Trader Joes on the way home. I got some yummies there and came home with plans to cook. My body had other intentions. I sat in the chair to relax a bit and woke up 2 1/2 hours later, not quite sure what day it was. It really annoys me when this happens because I feel so unproductive. I got a bite to eat and then went to bed. So much for Friday night.
Saturday, I woke up around 7. I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast and relax on the couch. There was a swim class at 9:30 and a yoga class at 11. I guess I relaxed so much I woke up at 10 on the couch. Then my sister called and said they were coming to Raleigh for the day. By the time they got here, my stomach was screaming at me for something I had eaten. Jamie wanted to return some stuff to Old Navy. Lily was with us and we decided to stop at Panera for lunch. I had soup and Jamie had soup/salad. Lily had what looked like an amazing pb&j because she wore it all over her face!!
We eventually ended up at Old Navy. I had ordered some workout clothes and needed to return some (too big!!), so I started looking around. I honestly didn't think I would find anything that fit. we walked around for a while and Lily and I picked out some clothes for her to try on with us. We got matching Wonder Woman T-shirts. I felt a little old when she said "who is that???", but after I told her I used to watch the cartoon, she really liked it. She also liked the Smurfs and Batgirl T-shirts. She's a funny kid...favorite shows are The Brady Bunch and Full House... Noah's favorites are Bonanza and Daniel Boone. Love those kids!
Anyway, we all three hauled into the dressing room at the same time. Lily modeled while Jamie and I flew through clothes. I ended up with more than them.... Because I can actually wear the clothes in Old Navy now!! It's been at least 10 years since I've shopped in there. It's exciting!! I would have paid twice the amount I paid at Lane Bryant or somewhere that sold plus sizes. It's nice to be able to fit into things that don't cost extra for being a fluffy chick.
I slept most of Sunday away with a migraine, but I did get a wifi DVD player at an auction in RMT. This then led to a Netflix membership renewal and which then led to a marathon of the first season of Downton Abbey. Can't wait until season 2 is available! Have also been catching up on movies. I worked from home today and planning to head to the gym tomorrow morning to try out the pool for the first time. We'll see how that goes! It's a new week!!
Kell
Saturday, I woke up around 7. I got up and went downstairs to have breakfast and relax on the couch. There was a swim class at 9:30 and a yoga class at 11. I guess I relaxed so much I woke up at 10 on the couch. Then my sister called and said they were coming to Raleigh for the day. By the time they got here, my stomach was screaming at me for something I had eaten. Jamie wanted to return some stuff to Old Navy. Lily was with us and we decided to stop at Panera for lunch. I had soup and Jamie had soup/salad. Lily had what looked like an amazing pb&j because she wore it all over her face!!
We eventually ended up at Old Navy. I had ordered some workout clothes and needed to return some (too big!!), so I started looking around. I honestly didn't think I would find anything that fit. we walked around for a while and Lily and I picked out some clothes for her to try on with us. We got matching Wonder Woman T-shirts. I felt a little old when she said "who is that???", but after I told her I used to watch the cartoon, she really liked it. She also liked the Smurfs and Batgirl T-shirts. She's a funny kid...favorite shows are The Brady Bunch and Full House... Noah's favorites are Bonanza and Daniel Boone. Love those kids!
Anyway, we all three hauled into the dressing room at the same time. Lily modeled while Jamie and I flew through clothes. I ended up with more than them.... Because I can actually wear the clothes in Old Navy now!! It's been at least 10 years since I've shopped in there. It's exciting!! I would have paid twice the amount I paid at Lane Bryant or somewhere that sold plus sizes. It's nice to be able to fit into things that don't cost extra for being a fluffy chick.
I slept most of Sunday away with a migraine, but I did get a wifi DVD player at an auction in RMT. This then led to a Netflix membership renewal and which then led to a marathon of the first season of Downton Abbey. Can't wait until season 2 is available! Have also been catching up on movies. I worked from home today and planning to head to the gym tomorrow morning to try out the pool for the first time. We'll see how that goes! It's a new week!!
Kell
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Crawl, Walk, Run
Howdy, folks! I have been really busy over the past week. I am now a card-carrying member of the YMCA in N. Raleigh! Woot!!
I know I say this every week, but I have been slammed at work. I literally get out of bed at 5am, go to the gym (ok, so today was the first day, but if I tell myself I've been doing it, then I'll keep doing it), come back home, shower, walk Paris, fix lunchbag, drive to work, don't leave parking lot until 6pm or so (tonight, I forgot where I parked... walked from one end of the parking lot to the other... hey, it's exercise!), come home, walk Paris, cook dinner, and.... CRASH. Lather, rinse & repeat. I should be in bed now. But I have a feeling most of my friends are quietly mumbling things about me not keeping my blog up to date...
So, this week has been interesting. Not only did I join the gym, but I did a bad, bad thing. After I went to the gym Tuesday night, I was starving. I decided to go through Chick-Fil-A drive through. That was tough. I ordered a Grilled Chicken Sandwich, no bun, with a side of fruit. Ha. You thought this was where I did the bad thing, didn't you? Nope. I was strong. I was good. I drove home... or towards home. On the way home, there is a Bojangle's. I had a migraine. When I have a migraine, for some strange reason (in my screwed up head), Bojangle's fries make my head feel better. Could be the carbs or the grease... dunno. Or at least, that was the case, pre-op. Now, I have paid dearly for the Bojangle's fries. I probably only ate 5 or 6. I scarfed them down. I gave Paris some. I was all about some Bojangle's fries. (The Chick-fil-A sandwich is in the fridge, if you're wondering.)
This is normally where I tell you I was as sick as a dog, all night long. Nope... Paris was, but not me. I didn't get sick. But I noticed when I got in the bed I had this strange sharp pain in this tiny little area below my stomach (pouch). I ignored it and fell asleep. Yesterday, it was worse. It was constant. And then it moved. It moved it's way through my bowels. It was a rough day.
Did I learn my lesson? Absolutely. Will I do it again? I will never say never. But, I will always remember how it made me feel. Yuck. Disgusting. (Paris is fine, just had a nice intestinal blowout... aka diarrhea)
So I got up at 5:00 am feeling better. I went to the gym. That place is packed even in the mornings! I got there in time so that I didn't have to wait for a machine, but there were people waiting when I got off of the treadmill. I'm moving slowly... gradually building up my distance and time. I'm not pushing or rushing.
I ran into the lady that registered me Monday night. Her name is Jenny and she is so sweet. She said she was glad to see me and had been telling folks about me and the surgery. She is really excited to see the results. I am too. :)
So after Tuesday and today, my shins are KILLING me. I have some runner friends and I took their advice and went to Capital Run Walk for a gait analysis and to be fit for proper shoes. I came home with some pretty great shoes (Brooks Adrenaline). All this time, I've been wearing the wrong size. I've been buying a size 10 or 11... mainly because of the width. I came home with a 9 1/2 and they feel great!
It was funny, when I first walked in, they asked if I was there to pick up a packet. I asked what they were referring to and there is a Krispy Kreme Dash this weekend. I had not heard of this... apparently people enter this competition to run 2 miles to a Krispy Kreme, then proceed to eat a dozen glazed donuts and run back. What the????? NO.... THANK YOU. I would DIE. (especially now)
Since I've been going to the gym, I am sleeping like a baby. It feels great. I am hoping some of the pain of my body adjusting to this new strange thing called exercise will subside soon. I just have to push through the next few weeks.
Paris is quite confused with the new schedule. She will get used to it, but I have to get it down to a routine, for her benefit and mine. I will walk her in the mornings, and then when I get home at night, I will take her on a LONG walk to burn off some energy.
Today, when I was perusing the Capital Run Walk website, I found something called Fit-tastic! Now, I love a good play on words, but this is genius (not the word, but the concept... stay with me folks).
I signed up for two different 5k's recently. One is at the end of March - it is an Off-Road Challenge for The Biggest Loser in Charlotte. The other is in April - Angels Among Us at Duke. I may not be able to do the off-road challenge (given the aforementioned clumsy awkwardness). I will decide that later on though.
But for now, I need to go to bed so that I can get up at 5am and get to the gym... in my new shoes. :)
Good night for now!
Kell
42 lbs lighter
I know I say this every week, but I have been slammed at work. I literally get out of bed at 5am, go to the gym (ok, so today was the first day, but if I tell myself I've been doing it, then I'll keep doing it), come back home, shower, walk Paris, fix lunchbag, drive to work, don't leave parking lot until 6pm or so (tonight, I forgot where I parked... walked from one end of the parking lot to the other... hey, it's exercise!), come home, walk Paris, cook dinner, and.... CRASH. Lather, rinse & repeat. I should be in bed now. But I have a feeling most of my friends are quietly mumbling things about me not keeping my blog up to date...
So, this week has been interesting. Not only did I join the gym, but I did a bad, bad thing. After I went to the gym Tuesday night, I was starving. I decided to go through Chick-Fil-A drive through. That was tough. I ordered a Grilled Chicken Sandwich, no bun, with a side of fruit. Ha. You thought this was where I did the bad thing, didn't you? Nope. I was strong. I was good. I drove home... or towards home. On the way home, there is a Bojangle's. I had a migraine. When I have a migraine, for some strange reason (in my screwed up head), Bojangle's fries make my head feel better. Could be the carbs or the grease... dunno. Or at least, that was the case, pre-op. Now, I have paid dearly for the Bojangle's fries. I probably only ate 5 or 6. I scarfed them down. I gave Paris some. I was all about some Bojangle's fries. (The Chick-fil-A sandwich is in the fridge, if you're wondering.)
This is normally where I tell you I was as sick as a dog, all night long. Nope... Paris was, but not me. I didn't get sick. But I noticed when I got in the bed I had this strange sharp pain in this tiny little area below my stomach (pouch). I ignored it and fell asleep. Yesterday, it was worse. It was constant. And then it moved. It moved it's way through my bowels. It was a rough day.
Did I learn my lesson? Absolutely. Will I do it again? I will never say never. But, I will always remember how it made me feel. Yuck. Disgusting. (Paris is fine, just had a nice intestinal blowout... aka diarrhea)
So I got up at 5:00 am feeling better. I went to the gym. That place is packed even in the mornings! I got there in time so that I didn't have to wait for a machine, but there were people waiting when I got off of the treadmill. I'm moving slowly... gradually building up my distance and time. I'm not pushing or rushing.
I ran into the lady that registered me Monday night. Her name is Jenny and she is so sweet. She said she was glad to see me and had been telling folks about me and the surgery. She is really excited to see the results. I am too. :)
So after Tuesday and today, my shins are KILLING me. I have some runner friends and I took their advice and went to Capital Run Walk for a gait analysis and to be fit for proper shoes. I came home with some pretty great shoes (Brooks Adrenaline). All this time, I've been wearing the wrong size. I've been buying a size 10 or 11... mainly because of the width. I came home with a 9 1/2 and they feel great!
It was funny, when I first walked in, they asked if I was there to pick up a packet. I asked what they were referring to and there is a Krispy Kreme Dash this weekend. I had not heard of this... apparently people enter this competition to run 2 miles to a Krispy Kreme, then proceed to eat a dozen glazed donuts and run back. What the????? NO.... THANK YOU. I would DIE. (especially now)
Since I've been going to the gym, I am sleeping like a baby. It feels great. I am hoping some of the pain of my body adjusting to this new strange thing called exercise will subside soon. I just have to push through the next few weeks.
Paris is quite confused with the new schedule. She will get used to it, but I have to get it down to a routine, for her benefit and mine. I will walk her in the mornings, and then when I get home at night, I will take her on a LONG walk to burn off some energy.
Today, when I was perusing the Capital Run Walk website, I found something called Fit-tastic! Now, I love a good play on words, but this is genius (not the word, but the concept... stay with me folks).
"Fit-tastic is a 12-week training program geared toward the beginning walker/runner who wants to develop a healthy and sustainable exercise regimen. We have experienced, certified coaches who have put together a program designed to help you achieve your goals with the support of others like yourself."Guess who signed up? This chick. Thankfully it doesn't begin until March 11, so I have a month to get out of the clumsy, awkward walking stage... yes, I'm clumsy.
I signed up for two different 5k's recently. One is at the end of March - it is an Off-Road Challenge for The Biggest Loser in Charlotte. The other is in April - Angels Among Us at Duke. I may not be able to do the off-road challenge (given the aforementioned clumsy awkwardness). I will decide that later on though.
But for now, I need to go to bed so that I can get up at 5am and get to the gym... in my new shoes. :)
Good night for now!
Kell
42 lbs lighter
Friday, February 1, 2013
Follow the Yellow Brick Road
"Just follow that one road the whole time!... I hope THEY don't get lost, I'm so bad at giving directions..." Glinda in Wicked.
Not sure why this has been on my mind so much... I think I relate this journey I am on to Dorothy's journey in the Wizard of Oz. There are twists and turns and some scary things and some things that make you smile. You meet interesting people along the way and you meet people that are mean and unsupportive. But most importantly, you follow this road to meet the goal you've set for yourself... Whether it's to find someone special, to lose half of your body weight or to find your way home is no matter. What matters most is that you follow the road...follow your heart and love yourself. "Just follow that one road the whole time!"
The past two weeks have been pretty busy. As I mentioned in my previous post, things at work have been...stressful. I literally come home and clean or cook or both and crash. My energy levels are much better than they were. I have really gotten into a groove with my eating habits. I did notice one day this week I didn't plan and had quickly grown tired of reheating leftovers, so I went to work with little snacks but nothing substantial to eat. Luckily there was soup in the cafeteria that day that I could eat. It was good and filling. But I realized that I need to have a plan each day. The biggest issue I have faced is not really wanting what I've packed in my lunch bag that day once I get to work. I know things will get better when I can have real foods because then I will be able to eat salads or grilled chicken in the cafeteria on those days I'm having the Lunchbag Blues.
I have made some pretty yummy recipes lately. My favorite was chicken & broccoli in Alfredo sauce (Bertolli's Light Alfredo sauce). Another favorite is the pizza. Mission tortilla shels come in Carb Balance. I added sundried tomato pesto as sauce, then mozzarella, Parmesan, feta, & pepperoni. Deliciousness!!!!
I went today for my B12 shot & the PA was pleased with my energy. I also had lunch at Firebirds with my team from work. I ordered wood grilled salmon with steamed veggies. It was yummy! This weekend I am spending time with my sister for her birthday. We just got back from Walmart where I got lots of fruit & stuff to make pizzas this weekend.
Unfortunately, I have been craving chocolate. We got some of the weight watchers English toffee candies. They hit the spot!
I wrote out some motivating quotes an put them on my mirror in my bathroom. If I feel rough or feel like giving up, I can quickly remind myself to keep going and try harder!!
Sorry it's been so long since I blogged. I really am trying to be better about it!!
For now... 41 lbs lighter,
Kell
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Tarred.
Tarred? Yes. Tarred. Or as most spell it, tired.
My Granddaddy Wright was a Kentucky Hillbilly. He would answer the telephone "mmmmyellow". He had false teeth that he liked to keep in his pocket and fool us into reaching in for Werthers Original. He loved Hee-Haw, Snuffy Smith, NASCAR and Budweiser. He loved to sit under his carport and watch the tractors and cars drive by on what used to be a country road. He loved collards and chitlens and made the very best sausage and gravy I will ever eat in my life. And if you asked him, "how are you, Granddaddy?", his response was "Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!" And he would wipe his bald head dramatically with his hanky or bandana or paper towel, whatever the cloth of the day was. He was a good granddaddy. I reckon he was the funniest man I've known and I miss him a lot.
So how am I today? "Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!"
I got up this morning with a nagging headache. I gagged while taking my vitamins, one of which is redonkulous in size and I found out at the docs today that I should be taking 4x that amount....per day. I have to sit to dry my hair right now. Otherwise I don't have the energy to fix my lunch and walk Paris. Thankfully the 30 minute drive to work gives me the time to rejuvenate physically. Today, when I got to work, I needed a nap. I miss the days working at the RBC Plaza where we had "quiet rooms". I guess I could try to get access to the new mothers room, but there's one slight problem...I'm not a new mother. Oh well.
Speaking of the doctor, he said everything is on track. The vitamins are the new norm: B-Complex, D, Iron, Omega-3, B-12 injections, calcium, and I think that's it?? I can start gradually exercising. Oh and I've lost 33 lbs. Yay!!
Work is crazy. We have a HUGE project we are working on and it's stressing folks out. A lot of folks are leaving...some retiring, some changing jobs, others...well, I won't go there. I'm getting a complex. Two of them sit on either side of me... I try to remember my deodorant each day. Gosh, just tell me if I stink...
So by the end of the day, I was chugging along and never happier to pack up to go home.
Because, Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!
Kell
My Granddaddy Wright was a Kentucky Hillbilly. He would answer the telephone "mmmmyellow". He had false teeth that he liked to keep in his pocket and fool us into reaching in for Werthers Original. He loved Hee-Haw, Snuffy Smith, NASCAR and Budweiser. He loved to sit under his carport and watch the tractors and cars drive by on what used to be a country road. He loved collards and chitlens and made the very best sausage and gravy I will ever eat in my life. And if you asked him, "how are you, Granddaddy?", his response was "Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!" And he would wipe his bald head dramatically with his hanky or bandana or paper towel, whatever the cloth of the day was. He was a good granddaddy. I reckon he was the funniest man I've known and I miss him a lot.
So how am I today? "Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!"
I got up this morning with a nagging headache. I gagged while taking my vitamins, one of which is redonkulous in size and I found out at the docs today that I should be taking 4x that amount....per day. I have to sit to dry my hair right now. Otherwise I don't have the energy to fix my lunch and walk Paris. Thankfully the 30 minute drive to work gives me the time to rejuvenate physically. Today, when I got to work, I needed a nap. I miss the days working at the RBC Plaza where we had "quiet rooms". I guess I could try to get access to the new mothers room, but there's one slight problem...I'm not a new mother. Oh well.
Speaking of the doctor, he said everything is on track. The vitamins are the new norm: B-Complex, D, Iron, Omega-3, B-12 injections, calcium, and I think that's it?? I can start gradually exercising. Oh and I've lost 33 lbs. Yay!!
Work is crazy. We have a HUGE project we are working on and it's stressing folks out. A lot of folks are leaving...some retiring, some changing jobs, others...well, I won't go there. I'm getting a complex. Two of them sit on either side of me... I try to remember my deodorant each day. Gosh, just tell me if I stink...
So by the end of the day, I was chugging along and never happier to pack up to go home.
Because, Shooooweeeee, I'm tarred!!
Kell
Monday, January 21, 2013
Migraines Drool, Energy Rules
It has been an interesting week... there have been ups and downs. I have had good days and really bad days. I always keep in mind that the worst is behind me (chicken broth, protein shake nastiness, etc.). Now, I'm able to experiment with things much more. I have had enough of the egg bites I cooked last week... too much of a good thing. Bleh. I haven't even brought myself to dump them out of the container they're in... they're in the fridge of course... but it just grosses me out to even smell them right now. I've been noticing I get tired of things really quickly. Maybe because I eat it multiple times a day... maybe because I still have such a sensitive stomach. I'm not sure.
I have been working from home most of the week. Some days were better than others. Some days I slept during the day and worked at night. It really just depended on my energy level. I have found that if I take my vitamins early (when I remember to take them early), I tend to have a bit more energy during the day.
Friday, it hit me that I was returning to work Tuesday and my house was in utter chaos. I mean, there wasn't an inch of kitchen counter space that wasn't covered.... seriously. The dining room table/craft table/junk table was in rough shape since Christmas projects had been completed. The Christmas decorations were still up. Yep, you read that right. I brought the boxes in and that's as far as I got. The floors were in dire need of a conversation with the vacuum.
So, thankfully, I had some friends on standby to help and they sprung into action on Saturday. My friends Karen & Adam came over and helped. We got the Christmas decorations down (I say "we" loosely... I had to sit and rest several times), the kitchen organized, the craft table organized, the floors vacuumed and the horrid air filters changed out. It was a productive day! And I was completely exhausted!
That evening, after they had left and I was resting, I noticed Paris started twitching. She was twitching in her face and her legs... it was happening every few seconds, but not like a seizure (that was my first concern). It continued for about 15 minutes and I made her stand and walk with me, as well as sit and lay down and it happened the entire time. I started to panic and called the on-call vet. Apparently I woke him up, but I didn't really care. He asked me a series of questions and because she was walking around with me and wagging her tail, he didn't seem concerned. He thought it was probably an upset stomach (she had eaten some of my tuna earlier that night) and that the twitch was probably a pain reaction to the upset tummy. He told me to give her Pepto and just keep an eye on her.
Meanwhile, my friend Wheela called back (I had called her before the vet because she is my dog guru). She calmed me down and made me feel a lot better. While we were on the phone, Paris had stopped twitching... then it started back. I got her to come with me into the guest bathroom downstairs and shut her in. I poured the Pepto in the measuring cup... she licked it and you should have seen her face. It was like a kid tasting nasty medicine for the first time (I remember a full on fight with Lily over taking liquid medicine after she had her tonsils/adenoids removed). So I had to pin her down on the floor and hold her mouth open with one hand and pour it down her throat with the other... she stood up, looked at me like "I hate you..." and then decided to shake............. Pepto............ all over me........... all over the walls........... everywhere!!!! Once I cleaned that up, we sat down to rest again and she seemed to get better. She finally fell asleep (after waking up every time she twitched) and the twitching stopped once she was asleep. Was scary, but now I know what to look for.
Sunday, we laid around and were lazy. I woke up with a migraine and decided not to do much. It was a beautiful day and I was annoyed we weren't able to get out much, but I needed the rest.
Today I got up and showered. I relaxed a bit until my friend Jill came. We went to one store and then Harris Teeter to get some produce (Wal-Mart/Target are running slim on some of the produce these days). When we got back to the house, I was wiped out!! Jill cut up veggies for dipping and for cooking and helped me prepare several things. I have Parmesan Garlic Spaghetti Squash, Baked Zucchini Chips, and Chicken Taco Chili. It's all delicious!! :) And it will get me through the next few days of preparing my lunches for work and dinners.
Unfortunately, my migraine returned today. I think they're happening more frequently because of my blood sugar ups and downs. I'm hoping to get that under control better when I go back to work. I'm hoping that I'll be on a more strict eating schedule at work and be able to eat on schedule instead of when I'm feeling woozy and feel like I need to eat or I might pass out, like I have been doing at home.
Thanks to everyone who has helped me with stuff over the past few weeks... it means a lot. I am going upstairs to try on clothes soon because, well, I just have no clue what I'm going to wear!
So say a prayer for me tomorrow as I head back to the daily grind. It will be interesting for sure!!
Kell
I have been working from home most of the week. Some days were better than others. Some days I slept during the day and worked at night. It really just depended on my energy level. I have found that if I take my vitamins early (when I remember to take them early), I tend to have a bit more energy during the day.
Friday, it hit me that I was returning to work Tuesday and my house was in utter chaos. I mean, there wasn't an inch of kitchen counter space that wasn't covered.... seriously. The dining room table/craft table/junk table was in rough shape since Christmas projects had been completed. The Christmas decorations were still up. Yep, you read that right. I brought the boxes in and that's as far as I got. The floors were in dire need of a conversation with the vacuum.
So, thankfully, I had some friends on standby to help and they sprung into action on Saturday. My friends Karen & Adam came over and helped. We got the Christmas decorations down (I say "we" loosely... I had to sit and rest several times), the kitchen organized, the craft table organized, the floors vacuumed and the horrid air filters changed out. It was a productive day! And I was completely exhausted!
That evening, after they had left and I was resting, I noticed Paris started twitching. She was twitching in her face and her legs... it was happening every few seconds, but not like a seizure (that was my first concern). It continued for about 15 minutes and I made her stand and walk with me, as well as sit and lay down and it happened the entire time. I started to panic and called the on-call vet. Apparently I woke him up, but I didn't really care. He asked me a series of questions and because she was walking around with me and wagging her tail, he didn't seem concerned. He thought it was probably an upset stomach (she had eaten some of my tuna earlier that night) and that the twitch was probably a pain reaction to the upset tummy. He told me to give her Pepto and just keep an eye on her.
Meanwhile, my friend Wheela called back (I had called her before the vet because she is my dog guru). She calmed me down and made me feel a lot better. While we were on the phone, Paris had stopped twitching... then it started back. I got her to come with me into the guest bathroom downstairs and shut her in. I poured the Pepto in the measuring cup... she licked it and you should have seen her face. It was like a kid tasting nasty medicine for the first time (I remember a full on fight with Lily over taking liquid medicine after she had her tonsils/adenoids removed). So I had to pin her down on the floor and hold her mouth open with one hand and pour it down her throat with the other... she stood up, looked at me like "I hate you..." and then decided to shake............. Pepto............ all over me........... all over the walls........... everywhere!!!! Once I cleaned that up, we sat down to rest again and she seemed to get better. She finally fell asleep (after waking up every time she twitched) and the twitching stopped once she was asleep. Was scary, but now I know what to look for.
Sunday, we laid around and were lazy. I woke up with a migraine and decided not to do much. It was a beautiful day and I was annoyed we weren't able to get out much, but I needed the rest.
Today I got up and showered. I relaxed a bit until my friend Jill came. We went to one store and then Harris Teeter to get some produce (Wal-Mart/Target are running slim on some of the produce these days). When we got back to the house, I was wiped out!! Jill cut up veggies for dipping and for cooking and helped me prepare several things. I have Parmesan Garlic Spaghetti Squash, Baked Zucchini Chips, and Chicken Taco Chili. It's all delicious!! :) And it will get me through the next few days of preparing my lunches for work and dinners.
Unfortunately, my migraine returned today. I think they're happening more frequently because of my blood sugar ups and downs. I'm hoping to get that under control better when I go back to work. I'm hoping that I'll be on a more strict eating schedule at work and be able to eat on schedule instead of when I'm feeling woozy and feel like I need to eat or I might pass out, like I have been doing at home.
Thanks to everyone who has helped me with stuff over the past few weeks... it means a lot. I am going upstairs to try on clothes soon because, well, I just have no clue what I'm going to wear!
So say a prayer for me tomorrow as I head back to the daily grind. It will be interesting for sure!!
Kell
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