Without my son here, I have too much time on my hands. Wow, am I going to have a hard time when he goes off to college!
I worked out today. Yes, I was having pain--still. I took 3 Ibuprofen (doc recommended 800 mg, but I didn't quite take that much), waited an hour, then did Richard Simmons' 60s Blast Off. It's a short tape, and since it's been so long since I worked out, thought it would be good. It was. Still had some pains, but as always, I worked around them.
I figure if I'm going to have surgery soon, it is important for me to work out. Speaking of which, I called their office Friday and she hadn't set it up. Still haven't heard a word today. Will call tomorrow morning and be assertive. I have a life, things to plan, etc., and I'm tired of waiting. (Patience has never been a virtue of mine.)
I called and made reservations for a riverboat ride. Total cost for an hour and a half excursion: $8. I do, indeed, get to ride free because the day we're there will be my 44th birthday. How cool is that!
Was looking for a KOA cabin to stay in on our way home. Darn it all, they make you stay two nights if one night is on a weekend. Sorry, but two nights at a KOA is one too many. Will find a motel instead. I thought it would be quirky and fun to stay in one of those cabins. Oh well.
My house is too quiet. The dogs are sleeping, and I'm about ready to start talking to myself.
I'm going to clean out the fridge, do some unusual laundry such as curtains, table skirts, etc. I'll get some spring cleaning in. Tonight my hubby will help me move around the scanner, external hard drive, etc. so that I can finish scanning the family photos. This is the project that will never end, it has been emotionally difficult, but I need to get them done so I can move on with life. Two albums left, and then my dad's "war" and pre-marriage album. I need to burn disks for all siblings, mail 'em out, have them decide which original photos they want, mail those out, and be DONE.
I have not made a weekly menu. I figured cleaning out the fridge and freezer would give me some quick and easy meals. Will probably go grocery shopping tonight when it's cool. It's in the 90s today. We had one day in the 90s in May, but other than that, it's been a very cool summer. The heat is a jolt to the system.
Did I mention how quiet it is here?
6.22.2009
Random Monday Thoughts
I do miss my son. All morning I've been wondering what he's doing, hoping he's having fun and making friends.
This morning I have also been thinking of a blog post I read last night. Sean told one of the most powerful stories I have ever read on the act of forgiveness. I was in awe when I read it, and I still am. If you haven't read it, pop on over. His act of forgiveness turned out to be such a gift for him, for his father, and others. It really moved me. I will probably carry his story with me forever. Forgiveness is such a difficult thing and he showed how to do it well. Good character impresses me more than anything, and Sean really shines. Sean is also Ang's blogger of the week.
My dogs are really out of sorts today. They have not eaten their breakfast, are snippy with each other, and are clingy with me. They normally enjoy a good hour outside in the fresh air, but today they just want to be reassured. They miss their boy.
I am toying with the idea of a little mini-vacation. When I pick my son up, I don't want to come home on I-35 because that drove me crazy, the stop and go traffic, for 1 hour 35 minutes. Yuck. There's no way that will be cleared up by the time I pick him up. So I've been looking at Google maps, and I'm thinking of coming home through Wisconsin. I would love to stop somewhere for a boat ride on the Mississippi.
I'm toying with it. Food is an issue, as there will be small towns and no major restaurants where I can easily figure points--that's true of the places I want to stop. You have to live, though, and figure that stuff out. Changing one's lifestyle puts a damper on getting in the car and going. You have to plan ahead. Easy to do when you have chain restaurants and can figure points.
Will think on that.
This morning I have also been thinking of a blog post I read last night. Sean told one of the most powerful stories I have ever read on the act of forgiveness. I was in awe when I read it, and I still am. If you haven't read it, pop on over. His act of forgiveness turned out to be such a gift for him, for his father, and others. It really moved me. I will probably carry his story with me forever. Forgiveness is such a difficult thing and he showed how to do it well. Good character impresses me more than anything, and Sean really shines. Sean is also Ang's blogger of the week.
My dogs are really out of sorts today. They have not eaten their breakfast, are snippy with each other, and are clingy with me. They normally enjoy a good hour outside in the fresh air, but today they just want to be reassured. They miss their boy.
I am toying with the idea of a little mini-vacation. When I pick my son up, I don't want to come home on I-35 because that drove me crazy, the stop and go traffic, for 1 hour 35 minutes. Yuck. There's no way that will be cleared up by the time I pick him up. So I've been looking at Google maps, and I'm thinking of coming home through Wisconsin. I would love to stop somewhere for a boat ride on the Mississippi.
I'm toying with it. Food is an issue, as there will be small towns and no major restaurants where I can easily figure points--that's true of the places I want to stop. You have to live, though, and figure that stuff out. Changing one's lifestyle puts a damper on getting in the car and going. You have to plan ahead. Easy to do when you have chain restaurants and can figure points.
Will think on that.
Monday Morning Weigh-In
251
-2 pounds for the week!
Finally, after a month of small losses, I hit another 5-pound goal. I give myself that red star for each 5 pounds--just like Weight Watchers does in the meetings. =)
11% of my original weight gone.
6.21.2009
I Miss My Son
I left him seven ours 28 minutes ago and I miss him. Nah, just kidding. No, really, I think I do miss him already.
It was a loooong journey.
Within the first five miles on the road, I called my hubby and told him I'd be home to swap and take his Suburban. When I took my car up to 70, it started rattling and making a noise in the engine. Scary!
Swapped cars, and two miles out I remembered that my book on CD was in my car not his so I'd be bored on the way home. Oh well.
Rained all the way there.
Traffic was thick. What is it about big cities and so darned many people on the road? Especially on a Sunday!
I am here to say that Twin City drivers are nicer than Denver drivers. Sorry, Denver, I love you, learned to drive there, visited, miss you, miss the Casa Bonita, but the Twin City folks are not speed demons and are much more courteous!
We made it to our destination by noon. Stopped outside of the camp at a Kwik Trip to eat lunch. We used their restrooms and then bought something. I have this thing, I have to buy something if we use a restroom, otherwise I think it's tacky. So what does a Weight Watcher do at a convenience store? What little snack could she possibly find? Why, a banana, of course. Kwik Trips sell some fruits and veggies, so we used their potty and paid 50 cents for two bananas.
Camp was cool, counselors were nice, mom didn't cry until she got in the car to leave. Son was the first in his cabin and had the pick of beds. He got an upper bunk next to a window. He was happy about that!
Drove home, through all that darned traffic once again and not far out of the Twin Cities, traffic came to a standstill. For 1 hours 35 minutes we were stop and go on I-35 South. I wished I had my book on CD so bad. That was mentally and physically draining! The kicker was that there was NO construction going on, just a bottleneck for miles and miles because of the construction lanes. I think we went 15 miles during that time. I never use the cell phone while driving, but at 5 miles an hour tops, what's going to happen?
So from this trip I learned:
I get dehydrated quickly. I didn't drink a lot because I knew I'd be in the car for six hours. Didn't want to stop to go all the time. Didn't want to pee my pants. By the time I got home my mouth was dry and I felt icky.
I can do a road trip without chocolate.
I can do a road trip without chips.
I can buy a snack at a convenience store that is smart: Bananas!
I was able to face my fears and drive that awful drive. (It wasn't that bad but I did not enjoy it.)
I miss my baby--er, teenager. He's a baby teenager, he's 13.
We're going to find another route to come home, because there's no way I will sit for an hour and a half again in a car.
It was a loooong journey.
Within the first five miles on the road, I called my hubby and told him I'd be home to swap and take his Suburban. When I took my car up to 70, it started rattling and making a noise in the engine. Scary!
Swapped cars, and two miles out I remembered that my book on CD was in my car not his so I'd be bored on the way home. Oh well.
Rained all the way there.
Traffic was thick. What is it about big cities and so darned many people on the road? Especially on a Sunday!
I am here to say that Twin City drivers are nicer than Denver drivers. Sorry, Denver, I love you, learned to drive there, visited, miss you, miss the Casa Bonita, but the Twin City folks are not speed demons and are much more courteous!
We made it to our destination by noon. Stopped outside of the camp at a Kwik Trip to eat lunch. We used their restrooms and then bought something. I have this thing, I have to buy something if we use a restroom, otherwise I think it's tacky. So what does a Weight Watcher do at a convenience store? What little snack could she possibly find? Why, a banana, of course. Kwik Trips sell some fruits and veggies, so we used their potty and paid 50 cents for two bananas.
Camp was cool, counselors were nice, mom didn't cry until she got in the car to leave. Son was the first in his cabin and had the pick of beds. He got an upper bunk next to a window. He was happy about that!
Drove home, through all that darned traffic once again and not far out of the Twin Cities, traffic came to a standstill. For 1 hours 35 minutes we were stop and go on I-35 South. I wished I had my book on CD so bad. That was mentally and physically draining! The kicker was that there was NO construction going on, just a bottleneck for miles and miles because of the construction lanes. I think we went 15 miles during that time. I never use the cell phone while driving, but at 5 miles an hour tops, what's going to happen?
So from this trip I learned:
I get dehydrated quickly. I didn't drink a lot because I knew I'd be in the car for six hours. Didn't want to stop to go all the time. Didn't want to pee my pants. By the time I got home my mouth was dry and I felt icky.
I can do a road trip without chocolate.
I can do a road trip without chips.
I can buy a snack at a convenience store that is smart: Bananas!
I was able to face my fears and drive that awful drive. (It wasn't that bad but I did not enjoy it.)
I miss my baby--er, teenager. He's a baby teenager, he's 13.
We're going to find another route to come home, because there's no way I will sit for an hour and a half again in a car.
6.20.2009
Saturday at High Noon
I have been putzing around this morning, then decided to catch up on blogs. I gave myself until noon. That just wasn't enough time, but I've got things to do.
Tomorrow I'm driving my baby, er, teenager to summer camp. We've got to finish getting him packed. He'll be gone six days. I wish the camp were longer, to help him with summer boredom. His summer has been pretty boring because I've been so out of it. Hopefully that will change, soon.
My doctor mentioned taking 800 mg Ibuprofen around the clock for cramping, especially after my ablation. I have taken a few this morning because I have been cramping yet again. I think I'm ovulating. I asked him if this ablation will help with that, and if it will help with the crazy hormones and mood swings, anxiety, etc. I knew the answer when I asked him: No. There were some good comments on some of my previous posts, and I will definitely look into them when I get time.
I'm a little nervous about timing of this drive tomorrow and in six days. I tend to get anxiety during this time, and it worries me because I'll be on the road for three hours to and from our destination. I don't know if I've ever mentioned it on my blog, but I have a huge fear of driving on interstates through large cities.
That fear came about from having a boyfriend's mother killed in Denver on I-70 by an idiot driver. That fear was strengthened while driving through Denver and a mattress flying out of a truck right in front of me on 6th Avenue (a highway) during rush hour. I narrowly escaped an accident with that. And the last time I drove into Denver from Wyoming, I witnessed a drunk driver. As he passed me, I pulled over as far as I could and he passed me fine, but then he hit the truck in front of me.
I also don't like driving at super-fast speeds in lots of traffic. I really don't like it. I'm as tight as a board, I get so tense.
So tomorrow, a Sunday, I have to drive through the Twin Cities to take my teen to camp. Being a Sunday, traffic should be mellow and lighter. I'm not looking forward to it, though. I have never driven further north than Burnsville, MN. I've lived in MN 12 years and have not been to the Mall of America or driven to the Minneapolis Airport.
My palms are sweaty just thinking about this. I have driven the route on Google three times now. I know what it looks like, so that helps a lot. It looks like an easy drive. God love Google maps.
We'll do fine, but I won't enjoy it. I'll drop him off, turn around and drive home. It will be a long day for me. I should be home in time for supper.
When I go to pick DS up, I've already decided to alleviate my anxiety a bit. Coming home, we'll be driving straight west a good, long way and I can't do that through the cities with the sun in my eyes due to the time we'll be through. So we are going to get a motel in Wisconsin that night. That's my birthday weekend, so I told hubby a night in a motel will be my present.
I will take a cooler tomorrow. I'll have our lunch packed and we can stop somewhere to eat. I'll pack snacks and water, too. I told my hubby if I drive by a Taco Bell, I can't guarantee the car won't turn in and stop. lol I don't know what it is about Taco Bell, but I just love their tacos and burritos. I know it's fast food, but I can't make burritos as tasty as they can.
My son has requested a Dairy Queen dinner the night I pick him up. I told him that depends on the fact that there is a Dairy Queen that serves food nearby, and my resolve at the moment. I'll be a bit stressed, and that's not necessarily safe food wise. Last year when I picked him up from camp, we stopped at a DQ on the way home for supper. He's a creature of habit, like his mom.
It will be a sluggish day, six hours of sitting, tension, and I get a little weepy when I drop my son off. I am a baby. I forced him to go to camp in the first place, but it's still hard on me. Now he likes camp, but it's still hard on me.
We're celebrating Father's Day today. Hubby has requested steak for supper. So a good, old-fashioned steak and potatoes night for us.
I know that my anxieties sound so silly. I'm not embarrassed to discuss them, though, because they are a part of who I am and if I bottle them up, I'll never get anywhere. Each time I face my fears, I get a little bit stronger. And that's the point, to get stronger.
Tomorrow I'm driving my baby, er, teenager to summer camp. We've got to finish getting him packed. He'll be gone six days. I wish the camp were longer, to help him with summer boredom. His summer has been pretty boring because I've been so out of it. Hopefully that will change, soon.
My doctor mentioned taking 800 mg Ibuprofen around the clock for cramping, especially after my ablation. I have taken a few this morning because I have been cramping yet again. I think I'm ovulating. I asked him if this ablation will help with that, and if it will help with the crazy hormones and mood swings, anxiety, etc. I knew the answer when I asked him: No. There were some good comments on some of my previous posts, and I will definitely look into them when I get time.
I'm a little nervous about timing of this drive tomorrow and in six days. I tend to get anxiety during this time, and it worries me because I'll be on the road for three hours to and from our destination. I don't know if I've ever mentioned it on my blog, but I have a huge fear of driving on interstates through large cities.
That fear came about from having a boyfriend's mother killed in Denver on I-70 by an idiot driver. That fear was strengthened while driving through Denver and a mattress flying out of a truck right in front of me on 6th Avenue (a highway) during rush hour. I narrowly escaped an accident with that. And the last time I drove into Denver from Wyoming, I witnessed a drunk driver. As he passed me, I pulled over as far as I could and he passed me fine, but then he hit the truck in front of me.
I also don't like driving at super-fast speeds in lots of traffic. I really don't like it. I'm as tight as a board, I get so tense.
So tomorrow, a Sunday, I have to drive through the Twin Cities to take my teen to camp. Being a Sunday, traffic should be mellow and lighter. I'm not looking forward to it, though. I have never driven further north than Burnsville, MN. I've lived in MN 12 years and have not been to the Mall of America or driven to the Minneapolis Airport.
My palms are sweaty just thinking about this. I have driven the route on Google three times now. I know what it looks like, so that helps a lot. It looks like an easy drive. God love Google maps.
We'll do fine, but I won't enjoy it. I'll drop him off, turn around and drive home. It will be a long day for me. I should be home in time for supper.
When I go to pick DS up, I've already decided to alleviate my anxiety a bit. Coming home, we'll be driving straight west a good, long way and I can't do that through the cities with the sun in my eyes due to the time we'll be through. So we are going to get a motel in Wisconsin that night. That's my birthday weekend, so I told hubby a night in a motel will be my present.
I will take a cooler tomorrow. I'll have our lunch packed and we can stop somewhere to eat. I'll pack snacks and water, too. I told my hubby if I drive by a Taco Bell, I can't guarantee the car won't turn in and stop. lol I don't know what it is about Taco Bell, but I just love their tacos and burritos. I know it's fast food, but I can't make burritos as tasty as they can.
My son has requested a Dairy Queen dinner the night I pick him up. I told him that depends on the fact that there is a Dairy Queen that serves food nearby, and my resolve at the moment. I'll be a bit stressed, and that's not necessarily safe food wise. Last year when I picked him up from camp, we stopped at a DQ on the way home for supper. He's a creature of habit, like his mom.
It will be a sluggish day, six hours of sitting, tension, and I get a little weepy when I drop my son off. I am a baby. I forced him to go to camp in the first place, but it's still hard on me. Now he likes camp, but it's still hard on me.
We're celebrating Father's Day today. Hubby has requested steak for supper. So a good, old-fashioned steak and potatoes night for us.
I know that my anxieties sound so silly. I'm not embarrassed to discuss them, though, because they are a part of who I am and if I bottle them up, I'll never get anywhere. Each time I face my fears, I get a little bit stronger. And that's the point, to get stronger.
6.19.2009
Smug
Just when things are turning for the better, health is getting taken care of, I get a confirmation of good blood pressure once again, a doctor becoming animated over my weight loss...
When I'm feeling like I'm on top of the world, kicking butt on this weight loss journey, going strong...
I realized...
I'm getting cocky.
I think that karma was due to bite me in the butt. It did last night.
Last night when we went out to dinner to celebrate the appointment being over and finally knowing what's going on, I was humbled. Really humbled.
They put us in a booth.
Can you see where this is going? I sat down and dog gone it, there was not room for me in the booth. I looked my hubby in the eye, said his name quietly, and he discretely pulled the table toward him. (God love that man.)
I scooted in, took the menu and wondered how red my face was. When it was just us, I looked at hubby and said: After losing 30 pounds, this is still happening? What would this situation have looked like in February when I was 30 pounds heavier and my stomach was a lot bigger?
God was just reminding me that while I've done a great job so far, my task is not complete. Oh yeah, I'm still morbidly obese.
This didn't make me sad, I didn't get all negative in my thinking. I was thankful that it wasn't worse, like it would have been if I were still 282.5. It strengthened my resolve. We enjoyed our dinner, and yes, I stayed on plan.
When I'm feeling like I'm on top of the world, kicking butt on this weight loss journey, going strong...
I realized...
I'm getting cocky.
I think that karma was due to bite me in the butt. It did last night.
Last night when we went out to dinner to celebrate the appointment being over and finally knowing what's going on, I was humbled. Really humbled.
They put us in a booth.
Can you see where this is going? I sat down and dog gone it, there was not room for me in the booth. I looked my hubby in the eye, said his name quietly, and he discretely pulled the table toward him. (God love that man.)
I scooted in, took the menu and wondered how red my face was. When it was just us, I looked at hubby and said: After losing 30 pounds, this is still happening? What would this situation have looked like in February when I was 30 pounds heavier and my stomach was a lot bigger?
God was just reminding me that while I've done a great job so far, my task is not complete. Oh yeah, I'm still morbidly obese.
This didn't make me sad, I didn't get all negative in my thinking. I was thankful that it wasn't worse, like it would have been if I were still 282.5. It strengthened my resolve. We enjoyed our dinner, and yes, I stayed on plan.
6.18.2009
Wow
If this man is as good a doctor as he is with bedside manner, which I highly suspect he is after Googling him, wow.
He walked in the room, smiled, looked me in the eye, said "hey" instead of hello, which immediately put me at ease...just wow. Answered every question, went through all options at length. Took my complaints seriously, was upset that I'd been suffering for a few years--just wow.
Ablation it is. If that doesn't work out, we'll do a hysterectomy. He believes ablation will work well for me.
Now I just have to wait for his office to call me to schedule.
Same-day surgery. He said those women that work go in on a Friday, have the procedure, and are back to work on Monday.
Wow.
I'm not so scared anymore. It's amazing what a good doctor, with good communication skills can do for a person. I told him how badly I cramped after the biopsy, and he is going to give me some medication to start before the procedure that will help with recovery. He did confirm that my uterus is spasming, which is what I figured.
I am so relieved to have this appointment over with. I am so relieved that it went well, that I liked him, that he took his time with me, and gave me options.
~~~
I can't remember how this came up, but I told him I'd lost almost 30 pounds and had been exercising until after the biopsy. Gosh, he was animated congratulating me. lol We talked about overall health for a bit, kept congratulating me, told me to keep up the good work, etc. My GP, my new GP that is, she didn't even do that -- but she was focused on doing that biopsy and the ultrasound. That felt good. lol
The hope of not having pain like I've been having...tremendous relief.
Wow. What a mood lifter.
The best thing I ever did was go out on a limb and get a new doctor. Bless you, Dr. S., and my new OBGYN Dr. G.
He walked in the room, smiled, looked me in the eye, said "hey" instead of hello, which immediately put me at ease...just wow. Answered every question, went through all options at length. Took my complaints seriously, was upset that I'd been suffering for a few years--just wow.
Ablation it is. If that doesn't work out, we'll do a hysterectomy. He believes ablation will work well for me.
Now I just have to wait for his office to call me to schedule.
Same-day surgery. He said those women that work go in on a Friday, have the procedure, and are back to work on Monday.
Wow.
I'm not so scared anymore. It's amazing what a good doctor, with good communication skills can do for a person. I told him how badly I cramped after the biopsy, and he is going to give me some medication to start before the procedure that will help with recovery. He did confirm that my uterus is spasming, which is what I figured.
I am so relieved to have this appointment over with. I am so relieved that it went well, that I liked him, that he took his time with me, and gave me options.
~~~
I can't remember how this came up, but I told him I'd lost almost 30 pounds and had been exercising until after the biopsy. Gosh, he was animated congratulating me. lol We talked about overall health for a bit, kept congratulating me, told me to keep up the good work, etc. My GP, my new GP that is, she didn't even do that -- but she was focused on doing that biopsy and the ultrasound. That felt good. lol
The hope of not having pain like I've been having...tremendous relief.
Wow. What a mood lifter.
The best thing I ever did was go out on a limb and get a new doctor. Bless you, Dr. S., and my new OBGYN Dr. G.
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