Oh, my goodness, what a day we're having, Dearies!
It started in the shower when I almost killed myself by slipping on all of the body oil that I have apparently been dumping on the floor of the tub rather than myself. Then I broke a nail...a very symbolic middle finger, forgot my phone and ipad, and had a bad hook up that resulted in an infiltration.
The scale showed another weight gain despite me eliminating salt, limiting fluid, and being super super careful, breaking a sweat cleaning the kitchen, and increasing my diuretic, so I just spent the last forty minutes discussing my lady parts and bowel movements with the nurse practitioner in front of God and everybody, which is always a ton of fun.
So here's where the apology comes in. Apparently I wasn't the sole reason for the weight gain. True, I probably had more sodium than is normal/good for me, but the consensus is that the gain is all bloat/lady part related! Without giving you my entire gynecological history, let's just say that I am 53 years old and leave it at that.
Moving right along, I am still fasting and vegetable souping it until Christmas Eve, but I am thinking that I will modify my meal that night to something light and then do a brunch/snack day for Christmas Day. I have to come to the d-chair, and then I'll go to Mass at 5:00, so maybe I will just pick something up on the way home from church?
In any even, I am happily back in the saddle and looking forward to getting on with it. My stitching has been non-existent these last several days and I need to remedy that with a nice long playdate with Holiday Ribbons.
The Crown continues to delight, but I am having a hard time with the change of actors for the third season. I'm only two episodes in, so I know it will get there, but so far I'm a bit distracted with the change.
It's certainly a Futzingday today, so I suppose I had better get on with enjoying it! I hope things in your neck of the woods are fun and festive! Come tell me all about it!
It started in the shower when I almost killed myself by slipping on all of the body oil that I have apparently been dumping on the floor of the tub rather than myself. Then I broke a nail...a very symbolic middle finger, forgot my phone and ipad, and had a bad hook up that resulted in an infiltration.
The scale showed another weight gain despite me eliminating salt, limiting fluid, and being super super careful, breaking a sweat cleaning the kitchen, and increasing my diuretic, so I just spent the last forty minutes discussing my lady parts and bowel movements with the nurse practitioner in front of God and everybody, which is always a ton of fun.
So here's where the apology comes in. Apparently I wasn't the sole reason for the weight gain. True, I probably had more sodium than is normal/good for me, but the consensus is that the gain is all bloat/lady part related! Without giving you my entire gynecological history, let's just say that I am 53 years old and leave it at that.
Moving right along, I am still fasting and vegetable souping it until Christmas Eve, but I am thinking that I will modify my meal that night to something light and then do a brunch/snack day for Christmas Day. I have to come to the d-chair, and then I'll go to Mass at 5:00, so maybe I will just pick something up on the way home from church?
In any even, I am happily back in the saddle and looking forward to getting on with it. My stitching has been non-existent these last several days and I need to remedy that with a nice long playdate with Holiday Ribbons.
The Crown continues to delight, but I am having a hard time with the change of actors for the third season. I'm only two episodes in, so I know it will get there, but so far I'm a bit distracted with the change.
It's certainly a Futzingday today, so I suppose I had better get on with enjoying it! I hope things in your neck of the woods are fun and festive! Come tell me all about it!