Stuff
So there I am, sitting in the Chiropractor's office... waiting as usual, to be sent in the back to the massage table of d00m. This guy... okay, man, whatever... he's 66, I think.. waiting on his wife. Wearing a cap, glasses, casual southern man. Totally reminded me of my dad... I had to tell myself not to have a breakdown right there in the lobby.
He kept going on about his hand, he was there for a recommendation about it... kept going on about arthritis to me... at one point I was wishing he'd just stop talking. I got past that and made it. Maybe I'm finally getting over it, hope so.
I got my regular "twist my hips til they pop" treatment, and go back in a month. It's so nice not to be in intense pain. I'll only get better too.. unless I fall again. And I've escaped more than two or three handfuls of nasty falls in the last month. Fucking clumsy me. :)
I'm going to have to take my rings off, soon. The diet's going great, it's hard to get used to the pretty big cut in daily calories, but we're doing well. Our bodies aren't going into freakout starvation mode, and we're still eating okay - just mostly healthier stuff. BROCC-OLIIIII! Choppin' broccoli! Choppin broccoli!! Ahem.
This is best for Dean; while I could definitely use getting into shape, he really needs it. I'm proud of him for doing it with me. Two weeks and 8lbs later, my energy isn't through the roof, but it's definitely there. I just have to fight my addiction to morning naps. Hmmph. But yes, going to have to put my rings away if this keeps up. If I lost my engagement ring, I'd go mental.
Gotta finish up my D*Con form, deposit the money in the bank and go back to figuring out when to schedule my flights.... work on billboard concepts... finish that victorian texture... draw me a demon-chica for GSP.... Now, about that coffee!
He kept going on about his hand, he was there for a recommendation about it... kept going on about arthritis to me... at one point I was wishing he'd just stop talking. I got past that and made it. Maybe I'm finally getting over it, hope so.
I got my regular "twist my hips til they pop" treatment, and go back in a month. It's so nice not to be in intense pain. I'll only get better too.. unless I fall again. And I've escaped more than two or three handfuls of nasty falls in the last month. Fucking clumsy me. :)
I'm going to have to take my rings off, soon. The diet's going great, it's hard to get used to the pretty big cut in daily calories, but we're doing well. Our bodies aren't going into freakout starvation mode, and we're still eating okay - just mostly healthier stuff. BROCC-OLIIIII! Choppin' broccoli! Choppin broccoli!! Ahem.
This is best for Dean; while I could definitely use getting into shape, he really needs it. I'm proud of him for doing it with me. Two weeks and 8lbs later, my energy isn't through the roof, but it's definitely there. I just have to fight my addiction to morning naps. Hmmph. But yes, going to have to put my rings away if this keeps up. If I lost my engagement ring, I'd go mental.
Gotta finish up my D*Con form, deposit the money in the bank and go back to figuring out when to schedule my flights.... work on billboard concepts... finish that victorian texture... draw me a demon-chica for GSP.... Now, about that coffee!