State of the Blossom
All y'all are stuck with me a little longer. My cholesterol is down to merely "high" as opposed to "retarded-stupid-why-are-you-still-walking-around". My triglycerides are under 250, down from over 400 in March, 900 in January, and too high to be measured before that. My blood sugar is still so-so, due mostly to slacking off on my Victoza shots and eating like an idiot. My weight was up a little, due mostly to not walking, which is due to lack of motivation, which may be related to my thyroid no longer being overtreated. Lower thyroid leads to more tired and less ambition, which leads to less exercise, which is a vicious circle. I'm going back on phentermine to maybe kick start a few pounds coming back off, which should lead to more energy and more exercise. I just really don't want to cook or eat my veggies these days. It's not even a hunger thing, it's mental, but it all takes energy to make it happen, and hopefully that'll help get things rolling. I probably will never stop backsliding periodically, but every time I get started again before I lose too much ground.
I have some exercises to strengthen my rotator cuff, which should help with the shoulder thing. I'm beyond tired of my entire life revolving around my stupid right arm. How much is it going to hurt to hook my bra, get something off a shelf, pick something up or turn the steering wheel? Is it going to do the random stabby pain thing all day? Am I going to be able to get comfortable enough to sleep tonight? Feh. Boring. It's improving, but soooo slowly, and it doesn't help that I chicken out of the exercises because they make it throb more later. I have some more muscle relaxants, so hopefully that'll help me sleep and that'll improve a lot of things. I actually have not napped at all today and that's unusual for me. Between that and the flexeril, I'm hoping for a good night's sleep tonight and that should make for a better day tomorrow.
I'm still fighting the diet Coke addiction and failing. I'm not keeping it in the house anymore, but I still buy one whenever I'm out. I need to drink more tea and actually give the flavored seltzer more of a chance. I've got a bunch in the fridge that I just never seem to get around to drinking. I've been slacking on the V8 too, and that's such a stupid simple way to get veggies in. I think I don't like the low sodium unless I add hot sauce, lemon juice, and Worcestershire sauce and that's just kind of a pain.
I found a copy of The Eat Clean Diet Recharged as an ebook through the library and checked it out. I'll look at that tomorrow and see what I find. Most of it is nothing miraculous or esoteric, it's just a matter or putting in the effort - to walk, to get the veggies in the house, to prepare them, and then to eat them. It works. It works amazingly well, I guess I just get bored or feel entitled or I don't know what. It's okay to start over though. It's not about how many times you fall down, but how many you get back up, and I am going to be a weeble and keep rolling back up. Darn it.
And now I have to fold laundry before Varr gets home, pick up all the crap Jack dragged all over the living room while we were gone on Easter Sunday and yesterday night, and go pick my scrips so I can has sleep tonight and appetite suppressant tomorrow and so I can keep moving so I don't die.
I have some exercises to strengthen my rotator cuff, which should help with the shoulder thing. I'm beyond tired of my entire life revolving around my stupid right arm. How much is it going to hurt to hook my bra, get something off a shelf, pick something up or turn the steering wheel? Is it going to do the random stabby pain thing all day? Am I going to be able to get comfortable enough to sleep tonight? Feh. Boring. It's improving, but soooo slowly, and it doesn't help that I chicken out of the exercises because they make it throb more later. I have some more muscle relaxants, so hopefully that'll help me sleep and that'll improve a lot of things. I actually have not napped at all today and that's unusual for me. Between that and the flexeril, I'm hoping for a good night's sleep tonight and that should make for a better day tomorrow.
I'm still fighting the diet Coke addiction and failing. I'm not keeping it in the house anymore, but I still buy one whenever I'm out. I need to drink more tea and actually give the flavored seltzer more of a chance. I've got a bunch in the fridge that I just never seem to get around to drinking. I've been slacking on the V8 too, and that's such a stupid simple way to get veggies in. I think I don't like the low sodium unless I add hot sauce, lemon juice, and Worcestershire sauce and that's just kind of a pain.
I found a copy of The Eat Clean Diet Recharged as an ebook through the library and checked it out. I'll look at that tomorrow and see what I find. Most of it is nothing miraculous or esoteric, it's just a matter or putting in the effort - to walk, to get the veggies in the house, to prepare them, and then to eat them. It works. It works amazingly well, I guess I just get bored or feel entitled or I don't know what. It's okay to start over though. It's not about how many times you fall down, but how many you get back up, and I am going to be a weeble and keep rolling back up. Darn it.
And now I have to fold laundry before Varr gets home, pick up all the crap Jack dragged all over the living room while we were gone on Easter Sunday and yesterday night, and go pick my scrips so I can has sleep tonight and appetite suppressant tomorrow and so I can keep moving so I don't die.