After such an extremely yummy Thanksgiving meal prepared (yup, 99.9 percent of it) by my wonderful daughter Amber, I was absolutely positive that I had totally gained back 1/2 of the weight I’d loss.
Unconsciously I kept forgetting to weigh myself ‘cause I was scared that it would be above 160 pounds. If you remember I’ve been fluctuating between 155 and 160 for quite some time. When I stepped on the scale this morning it read about 157.5. You should have heard the big sigh of relief that came outta me. What a relief!
And, to make it even better, it’s probably just water weight since it’s “that time of the month” so I spent all of that time worrying for nothing. Not unless, of course, I’m being deceived by the sneaking-up-on-you bad pounds that’ll all appear at once and before I know it I’ll have gained 20 pounds.
My defense is still trying to fit in and find time to exercise. Yea, I sometimes still do what I’ve talked about before – fitting it in – but it’s not enough. Maybe some room will open up to make it a little more feasible (I know it won’t be easy) to exercise on a regular basis.
(Oh, by the way, you know that this is my health and weight loss journal, right?)
I’m never without a kid and this week already (and it’s only Tuesday) I’ve been to a doctor’s office twice. Once for myself and once for my son who I kept home from school today. I also have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. That’s more than half the week spent in a waiting room, traveling to and fro and talking to doctors.
Speaking of doctors.
My appointment yesterday was with the nerve center at the VA hospital. It’s the pain management clinic. The last time I went there they electrocuted my wrists/arms and yesterday they were nice enough to do it to my lower legs, ankles and feet. I even had the pleasure of getting a needle stuck into my ankle so they could test a muscle. Oh the joys of modern medicine!
It seems as if my nerves are responding a little slowly for my age and so was my muscle. It’s possible that one of the meds I am on is causing that (oh, the problem is the numbness, tingling and coldness that I feel. It doesn’t seem to be apart of the lupus stuff), but I won’t be able to find out if I can go off of it for awhile and if that’s conclusively the problem until I see the rheumatologist, which doesn’t happen until the end of January.
That, as they say, is everything in a nutshell. Pretty normal for me, right?