Odds and Ends
Feb. 27th, 2014 07:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeverbriefMike's dad is coming up tomorrow evening. For Christmas, Mike is flying him here so they can go to a basketball game in Sacramento on Saturday. Neither of them is a super huge fan of sports, but they enjoy going to basketball games together, which they don't get to do much of now that they're living states apart. I think it's very nice, and the relationship he has with his parents is cute. I married a very thoughtful guy.
Now that I can kind of balance on both feet (still iffy, but getting better), I decided to weigh myself to see if my worries about gaining a ton of weight have any basis in reality. I was pleasantly surprised to see I've gained only a few pounds, especially since I've had to cut way back on exercise. Not ideal, but not bad either. I've been trying to eat a lot less, and I'm glad it's sort of working. I know for sure that I have a long road ahead to get back to my previous physical state, though. You wouldn't know it by looking at my arms or right leg, which have all gotten slightly more muscular. (I like to believe I was in pretty good shape before and that that has translated to little change to those muscles beyond the fact that they've had to do a lot more work lately.) But at about half the size and with very little muscle tone remaining, my left leg compared to my right leg is pretty freakin' sad. I also am very aware of how little stamina I have now. Though getting around has gotten a lot easier over the past eight weeks, I am still very tired a lot of the time. Oh well. At least I kind of figured out that lack of exercise is partially causing my heightened anxiety (far as I can figure). Hopefully I'm still on the right track anyway.
Hell, I threw a load of laundry into the washing machine and did a few sets of leg lifts and crunches while I was waiting for it, so I know it's getting better. I just didn't want to overdo it because bathing myself is still super scary and requires supervision. Haha, sigh.
On another health front, I am irritated by my left sinuses still. While I think my wisdom teeth have finally stopped being a problem beyond some pain now and again, my sinuses haven't quit giving me trouble yet. I'm not sure if it's allergies (which have been given me grief around this time in the past few years) or if I'm still sporting a sinus infection, but it's hard to tell them apart. I have really fun colors coming out of my nose and my left nostril is almost always congested, though, and it'll be nice if and when that stops. I'm also pretty tired of the awful stuff I smell that must live inside my nose because I can't find anything else that's causing it. That's all been going on for the past four months, though. Good bog.
BUT you know, whatever. My mom's coming up to stay with me again on Saturday (as she has whenever Mike's been gone in the past two months), and it should be a good time. We had fun going out to dinner on Monday evening, and it's interesting talking to her as a married woman. (The conversation topics have shifted a bit, which I guess I wasn't expecting, but it's also kind of cool when it's not awkward.) I'm glad I have a good support system because I don't know how I would have gotten through all this without the people willing to be around me even when I'm being a pest.
That's about enough. Less than four weeks to go. Hoping it goes by quick.
Now that I can kind of balance on both feet (still iffy, but getting better), I decided to weigh myself to see if my worries about gaining a ton of weight have any basis in reality. I was pleasantly surprised to see I've gained only a few pounds, especially since I've had to cut way back on exercise. Not ideal, but not bad either. I've been trying to eat a lot less, and I'm glad it's sort of working. I know for sure that I have a long road ahead to get back to my previous physical state, though. You wouldn't know it by looking at my arms or right leg, which have all gotten slightly more muscular. (I like to believe I was in pretty good shape before and that that has translated to little change to those muscles beyond the fact that they've had to do a lot more work lately.) But at about half the size and with very little muscle tone remaining, my left leg compared to my right leg is pretty freakin' sad. I also am very aware of how little stamina I have now. Though getting around has gotten a lot easier over the past eight weeks, I am still very tired a lot of the time. Oh well. At least I kind of figured out that lack of exercise is partially causing my heightened anxiety (far as I can figure). Hopefully I'm still on the right track anyway.
Hell, I threw a load of laundry into the washing machine and did a few sets of leg lifts and crunches while I was waiting for it, so I know it's getting better. I just didn't want to overdo it because bathing myself is still super scary and requires supervision. Haha, sigh.
On another health front, I am irritated by my left sinuses still. While I think my wisdom teeth have finally stopped being a problem beyond some pain now and again, my sinuses haven't quit giving me trouble yet. I'm not sure if it's allergies (which have been given me grief around this time in the past few years) or if I'm still sporting a sinus infection, but it's hard to tell them apart. I have really fun colors coming out of my nose and my left nostril is almost always congested, though, and it'll be nice if and when that stops. I'm also pretty tired of the awful stuff I smell that must live inside my nose because I can't find anything else that's causing it. That's all been going on for the past four months, though. Good bog.
BUT you know, whatever. My mom's coming up to stay with me again on Saturday (as she has whenever Mike's been gone in the past two months), and it should be a good time. We had fun going out to dinner on Monday evening, and it's interesting talking to her as a married woman. (The conversation topics have shifted a bit, which I guess I wasn't expecting, but it's also kind of cool when it's not awkward.) I'm glad I have a good support system because I don't know how I would have gotten through all this without the people willing to be around me even when I'm being a pest.
That's about enough. Less than four weeks to go. Hoping it goes by quick.
