I am still here. Albeit absent but still here.
It has been a week since I last posted, (sounds sorta like a confession!). I just think I need to vent. I am not mad at anything, I am just so overwhelmed right now and I just want to write about it. ****SPOILER ALERT****: This may be long - escape now if you are scared!
A year ago, I tore my achellis tendon. My weight was a contributing factor. I was in a cast for 4 months and a stirrup splint for 2 months. It has healed but my ankle/foot is not the same. That being said--I am having a hard time with Zumba. I REALLY like Zumba. I am no good at it but I am exersizing and liking it. It hurts my foot. Last night I wore an ACE and my stirrup splint. It still hurt. So much so that my foot throbbed all night long, waking me up many many times during the night and has really hurt all day. Not sure what to do now. It hurts to continue Zumba but I need to do Zumba in order to not hurt. ***sigh***
Work. Enough said
I am just finishing up a "mini vacation". I was going to spring clean and visit girlfriends and go to the movies. Well, it has happened again. What I plan or want to do, gets superseded by Hubby's disabilities and his illness. He is having total knee replacements April 12--two days before our 33rd wedding anniversary I might add. I have spent my "mini-vaca" taking him to the doctors for testing, pre-op, etc. He cannot drive due to his disability. Shoot, we recently bought a new car--the one He wanted, even though he cannot drive! I wanted a Challenger. We got a Camry. Don't get me wrong, I am very pleased with the Camry. It is just an other example of what I want gets pushed to the wayside. ***sigh***
Stomping Big Foot and Butterfingers live above me. Big Foot gets a walking and the glasses and dishes in my cabinets rattle and tink together. Butterfingers drops the bowling ball collection at least 4 times a day. Tried to talk to Big Foot but was ignored. I have spoken to the management office about it and they talk to them yet nothing changes.
Anyway all this and more has caused alot of stress. As a result, I have been comfort and stress eating. Not NEARLY as much as before WLS, but more than I think I should be. I have weighed the same or two weeks. No loss. No gain. No happy. I can really eat anything and have no real restriction. I have 5.5cc in my 10cc band. I think I need more.
Hubby's PCP is also my doctor. He knows I have an over filled plate and a high stress level. I take a "happy pill" - as I so loving call it - and Doc said that as long as i am hubby's caregiver and put with dealing with him, he will not take me off my "happy pill". I think he may be right.
Thanks for listening, errrr, reading! Love and blessings to all!