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NOTE: This post was a saved draft? But Grandma broke her hip months ago. I'm posting it for posterity's sake.
I'm still alive! Life just has not been pleasant as much as it could be lately.
Grandma fell, not this past weekend but the weekend before and broke her hip. Ball and socket replacement. Then there were problems from the surgery- basically due to all the fluids she had real low sodium levels, causing her significant confusion, hallucinations, and in general not making sense...but we didn't realize it was sodium being low for several days. We thought it had to do with how she's had bad reactions to anesthesia before. And it was difficult to diagnose because she hasn't been eating a whole lot due to not having a huge appetite normally and definately not feeling awesome now. But she's now on day three of having really GOOD days, so she's on the mend- I'm feeling a lot more positive now.
However my family is full of drama right now because of it. Sonja is having issues with Jeff and the divorce, he's being a rampaging asshole about child support and whatnot. She's upset with Mom, like usual. I wish they would just...heal some, between them, her and Mom but I don't know how to make that happen so I just stay out of the way. Mom has been stressed beyond insanity about Grandma, but before that happened she and I had a fight, and I've now decided just to not include her in any of my medical shit from here on out if it involves the chiropractor or even just in general about my neck. Dad was being somewhat petty in the middle of all of this too, but not so much I feel like dragging it out and explaining why- it was just frustrating that he was.
However, I've slogged on through alot of that; doing ok myself. I'm still exercising, although I've changed my routine somewhat. Eliminated the treadmill completely; now I'm doing:
30 minutes + 5 cooldown on the eliptical (although it's hard to say it's a 5 minute cooldown when I generally use those last 5 minutes to burn through to the 350 calories burned mark, as quickas I can)
5 x 10 reps, pushup machine, 40lbs
5 x 20 reps, situp machine, 80lbs
5 x 10 reps, hamstring machine, 60lbs
I worked out three times last week; fell one short of my four-times-a-week goal but I'm not sweating it, as long as I don't make it a habit, that's not a huge deal. I did four times the week prior.
I've learned that working out is a way for me to deal with my muscles when they are wound up, stiff, bothering me. It sorta amuses me to know that "go spend an hour in the gym" is a valid response instead of relaxing- seems just a little backwards but it's working for me.
Dante is fine. He gets a vet visit soon, he doesn't know it. I need to do it. Been trying to put a lot of money in savings, but I just pulled some out for the Vegas trip in May to pay for that...oh well, money is for spending on things you want- and to get kitty boys their shots and license.
I was going to talk about some other stuff but I don't remember what now. Dante came over and snuggled up with me so now I'm all sleepy and petting him. Going to call it a night, g'night all!
I'm still alive! Life just has not been pleasant as much as it could be lately.
Grandma fell, not this past weekend but the weekend before and broke her hip. Ball and socket replacement. Then there were problems from the surgery- basically due to all the fluids she had real low sodium levels, causing her significant confusion, hallucinations, and in general not making sense...but we didn't realize it was sodium being low for several days. We thought it had to do with how she's had bad reactions to anesthesia before. And it was difficult to diagnose because she hasn't been eating a whole lot due to not having a huge appetite normally and definately not feeling awesome now. But she's now on day three of having really GOOD days, so she's on the mend- I'm feeling a lot more positive now.
However my family is full of drama right now because of it. Sonja is having issues with Jeff and the divorce, he's being a rampaging asshole about child support and whatnot. She's upset with Mom, like usual. I wish they would just...heal some, between them, her and Mom but I don't know how to make that happen so I just stay out of the way. Mom has been stressed beyond insanity about Grandma, but before that happened she and I had a fight, and I've now decided just to not include her in any of my medical shit from here on out if it involves the chiropractor or even just in general about my neck. Dad was being somewhat petty in the middle of all of this too, but not so much I feel like dragging it out and explaining why- it was just frustrating that he was.
However, I've slogged on through alot of that; doing ok myself. I'm still exercising, although I've changed my routine somewhat. Eliminated the treadmill completely; now I'm doing:
30 minutes + 5 cooldown on the eliptical (although it's hard to say it's a 5 minute cooldown when I generally use those last 5 minutes to burn through to the 350 calories burned mark, as quickas I can)
5 x 10 reps, pushup machine, 40lbs
5 x 20 reps, situp machine, 80lbs
5 x 10 reps, hamstring machine, 60lbs
I worked out three times last week; fell one short of my four-times-a-week goal but I'm not sweating it, as long as I don't make it a habit, that's not a huge deal. I did four times the week prior.
I've learned that working out is a way for me to deal with my muscles when they are wound up, stiff, bothering me. It sorta amuses me to know that "go spend an hour in the gym" is a valid response instead of relaxing- seems just a little backwards but it's working for me.
Dante is fine. He gets a vet visit soon, he doesn't know it. I need to do it. Been trying to put a lot of money in savings, but I just pulled some out for the Vegas trip in May to pay for that...oh well, money is for spending on things you want- and to get kitty boys their shots and license.
I was going to talk about some other stuff but I don't remember what now. Dante came over and snuggled up with me so now I'm all sleepy and petting him. Going to call it a night, g'night all!