2/07/18 TGIF !

I am back down a pound to 252. I guess I was right about being full of sh*t and needing water! LOL!

Tattoo consult today after school. I am excited to see what she has created. If I don't like it, I know I can go with my own sketch because I like it very much!

My legs are SORE today. I think Roman Dead Lifts on Tuesday as a finish to my "back" day, followed by a full leg day on Wednesday, and the 2.5 miles on the elliptical was a bit more than necessary! LOL! At least I stretched my hamstrings and quads really well last night. If I hadn't, I can only imagine how much worse it might be. At least I'm not OUCH it hurts to sit on the toilet sore. I hate that level of soreness with a passion!

Training session today after tattoo consult will make this a 5 days of working out week. Makes me happy with myself. It could be that since I'm having trouble dealing with all the food at school, the working out is making me feel more balanced and less out of control because the exercise does curb my appetite and forces increased water intake. Whatever the reason, compensation or not, I approve my effort and tenacity toward exercise this week.

Diane O., I so understand your catheter and leg bag joy! LOL! We are still living that life at my house.

I hope everyone has lovely Friday.

Yay peps, here is a photo of an older piece of art. ds

Oh Oh Oh!!!!! I humbly bow in your general direction.

135.4

So enjoying everyone's daily activities and adventures. The day is indeed an opportunity to experience and enjoy for what it is.

Yesterday was not how I dealt positively with my interaction- Started out wonderfully- up and feeling great- off to KUMed- back home at about 2 and still full of energy- every expectation of attending a Bible Study with DH at 5:30 and home in time to rest and relax the rest of the evening. Easy breezy, right? Not. What happened was that at about 4 I all the sudden just "switched off"- totally depleted. I know, I know, but what was so shocking and disappointing was just how quickly and completely the change took place. My mood and emotions dropped just as quickly to less than 0. Felt like ten positive forward steps had been taken from me.

Journaling this morning it occurred to me previous forum conversations we have had in regards to micro-focusing on tenths of pounds on the scale as perceived success and failure. Reminded me that it is the trend over time that matters- I think that this "instant I'm totally done- gas tank empty" experience will continue for some time and slowly get better- it's not a reflection of whether I am healing or not, rather just a passage of healing that I will go through.

Am embracing the ever changing-morphing-and creating of my new normal from a different and more positive point of view.

PRIDE= progress realized in daily effort (over time).

Hey Miss150, you just had major surgery so don't overdo it. And when you hit the wall, make yourself drink some water or tea (and maybe something sweet if Dr. thinks its ok). A few years ago I fainted and went to hospital and once they got a bag of saline/glucose in me I was totally fine. Go figure.

That Turtle art piece was raku fired. Thats why its glossy and coper colored. Beware know that I know how to post.

Diane S

Thanks, Diane. Believe it or not what seems to help is getting up and pacing around the house until I warm up and feel better. What a good time, then, to have some hot tea and hydrate. I really am trying to get back to drinking 70+ oz.

If it helps any.... Ron did not have surgery. He had a minor stroke which allowed the doctors to discover chronic illness. We learned two weeks ago that Ron's stroke really did enable the doctors to intervene before Ron had a catastrophic event (kidney failure and sepsis). In short the stroke saved his life.

He is now 7 weeks out from his stroke and he still suddenly and abruptly poops out. However, the length of time between his moments of exhaustion are farther and farther apart and seem less severe. The first few weeks after his stroke when the exhaustion hit he could barely get out of his chair. I mean that literally. It was a concerted effort to get up to empty his bag. Now, 7 weeks later, it's more like being super tired and even appears "normal" to me.

You've been through a lot. Your body has endured a great insult and injury. What you describe seems completely normal to me. Allow patience to be your companion.

What you described Ron sudden shut off is Exactly what happens to me. Thanks for the encouragement. I look forward to being just "super tired" (Ha).

Crazy, isn't it that one could look at a stroke as being a blessing in disguise. It was a partial bowel blockage last November that sent me to the ER and resulted to the cysts showing up incidentally on a scan that saved my goose.

Sending continued wishes of healing and wellness Ron's way. And thank you for the encouragement.

I remember that happening after my hysterectomy. I had stage IV endometriosis, so it was a pretty involved surgery. One day, several weeks out, I went to lunch and then a little shopping with a friend. I was standing in the checkout line when it suddenly felt like someone filled my limbs with cement. I set down my intended purchases, turned to my friend and said, I have to go home, and we left. The healing body knows what it needs.

Exactly! It is the suddenness of the event that is so startling. I am resolved to be a one trick a day pony for a good long while.

"The healing body knows what it needs"- Yes, and in addition, it then insists on compliance!