over the last few months that I think is worth putting out there. So here goes.
The first being that once you start loosing weight, you start really
living! I know that I have been living in the have always done things for basic
survival: eating, breathing, sleeping, going to work, paying the bills etc. I
wasn't having very much fun. Not that having fun is a must. But there has been a
serious lack of Joy. Happy and successful people take the time enjoy eating,
enjoy working, and they get joy out of other things they do. Why else would they
do them?
Not that everything has been miraculously more enjoyable since
surgery. By no means is that true. Yet despite my attempts at being like my old
cranky, tired and unhappy self to prove I wasn't going to totally change. I did.
I am at that point where I enjoy going to work. I enjoy having the energy to get
up and get ready for work and not be totally winded before I get there. Eating
now days is a bit of a pain the butt. But that's okay. If it was too easy, I
wouldn't have lost the weight I have to now.
I also enjoy moving around and being active. Ironically, I miss so
very much. Back in the 1st week of august I fell and broke my foot. I know who
does that? Well apparently I do. Not a big deal in many ways, but very much so
in the grand scheme of things. I have been none weight bearing since then. No
walking, no standing, no treadmill, no exercise bike, no swimming. No fun! And
my 6 and 8 yr old nephews were to come to visit 2 days after I fell. I thought I
just sprained it, so I failed to mention it to my sister not to bring them. It
turned out well though, between the boys and my 4 yr old niece I have plenty of
little helpers for Aunt Jenn.
I have decided there is a plus side. It has been a struggle being
non-weight bearing for so very long. I have been using crutches, a front wheeled
walker and a wheelchair. Crutches are not easy, nor fun. In a word, exhausting!
The walker is not much easier. The wheelchair is easier but cumbersome to use.
It's easy to get around in if you live in a place free of stairs, wide open
spaces and made specifically for someone who is 3 feet tall. But I got really
good at making that chair fly. I can roll the fastest at work on the linoleum
floors. Patients were even calling me speedy Gonzales. J
I even started school in my wheels. Yup, I finally put my money
where my mouth is and started back to school at NMC this semester. For a short
time I was given the go ahead to start walking. And after 3 wks of rolling into
the classroom in a wheelchair, I walked in. I tried to get there early so I
could test the waters. By that I mean, see if I fit into a desk. Of course this
was an emotional thought. What if I don't? What if a lot of people can see me
try and not fit? And worst of all, What if I get, dare I say, get stuck?!
That was not the case. I fit! I fit! I fit in a regular desk at the local
college. Even better, I have room between me and my desktop!
There is a light at the end of the tunnel at least. I had a screw
put into the broken bone on Fri Oct 1st. It was time to do something. It has
been 2 months and it was only 25% healed. I can't wait to get upright again. I
guess my arms are will continue to get stronger until then. Even though I am
supposed to still be staying off my foot, I did walk into class again today.
It's hard to go back to the chair. I have been good other than that though.
Hopefully when I see Dr K next week I will get a fill. It's been so
long because after I broke my foot I had a lot of problems with food. It turns
out; it's not so easy to eat when you are sitting all the time. Your stomach is
scrunched up more than usual, and the water retention sucks. Not really a good
mix with a lap band in place.
So until next time, I will do my best to keep on track and stay positive.
Until next time
~Princess Jenn~
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