Friday, July 06, 2012
And here it's Friday already. Sorry.
I've been fighting the pain monster all week it seems and still trying to keep my brain focused on my goals which are (finally) posted below:
My goal for this week was to to do some type of workout (even if modified) at least 5 days this week.
Also shoot for 2-3 completely meat free days.
Lastly, I want to continue to set small weekly goals each week since I need to feel accomplished right now at something, no matter how small!
This might seem like a short and simple list but I knew it would be challenging for me.
*So far I need to get another workout under my belt to meet my goals*
Wish me luck!
Friday, June 29, 2012
Well, I have to be honest, I did not meet or even come close to my weight goals at all for this challenge, ut I have also been assaulted with health problems lately, which have literally prevented me from doing cardio or working out to my (former) full potential.
So, who does this mean? I need to adjust my goals for this next round with my Bahama Mamas. I want to be a valuable contributing member and hold my own, so perhaps I will focus on what works for my body right now:
Eating well and sharing healthy versions of my favorite meals (or let's be honest, DESSERT!)
Stretching daily, or at least 6 days per week (and log it)
Meditate and breathe breathe breathe through those painful times!
Keep sparking baby!
Are you with me Mamas?
Friday, June 08, 2012
If you could be something entirely different, just for a moment in time, what would you be?
I would be rain.
Calming and welcoming.
Tickling the flower petals in the garden until they wiggle in reply.
Starting a domino effect as tree leaves release the weight of raindrops in their grasp, from one leaf to the next.
Hydrating everything in its path, until spent, and everything it touches nourished.
Furry, enveloping, and delicately scented.
Gentle rain that softly graces everything, and sounds melodic as it falls inside rain gutters, bouncing off mailboxes.
Windchimes omit and entirely different song.
The subtle taps on the window are like an invitation to come out and play.
Can you hear it?
Saturday, June 02, 2012
Important to note that I have to cook and prep my meals for the work week on Sundays and cannot cook much anymore, so they do seem to repeat a lot.
I don't seem to mind much, and it seems to appease my mild case of OCD. : )
I've added in some magazine pages in the background where possible to add some flare, since my meals this week needed some...flare!
Monday through Friday Breakfast:
Egg beater pancake thing (no idea where I came up with this thing but it's yummy): baking powder, almond extract, ricotta cheese and (wait for it) egg beaters. Iced coffee.
Monday lunch for Meatless Mondays:
Gluten Free Oatmeal with protein powder and strawberries:
Tuesday through Friday lunches:
Butter lettuce, steamed broccoli, grilled asparagus, grilled chicken, trader Joe's balsamic dressing, a shot of lemon juice:
Think Thin Bites 100 Cal Bar:
Monday through Wednesday Dinners:
Grilled eggplant, tofu shirataki noodles as no salt added marinara sauce:
Thursday and Friday Dinners:
Cucumber salad: Cucumbers, grilled fennel, grilled onions, low salt white beans, sun dried tomatoes (no oil), pesto (with oil), garlic.
Greek Yogurt with cocoa powder and truvia sprinkled on top. YUM-EEEEE
And with that, I'm off to relax with my sleepy puppy Olive:
Thursday, May 17, 2012
I limped slightly into yesterday's nerve procedure for my left foot, but was excited for the same great results as with my right hand. No room in my mind for folding on this round. I was allll in.
We checked in at 5:45 a.m.
I got the local anesthetic this time at the request of the doctors (and some Sparker's suggestions). No problem.
They seemed really happy with the procedure, and by 7:30 AM I was wheeled to recovery. Wahoo, right?
5 minutes afterwards, I knew something was off. My right foot ignited with fire pain and redness, and just got worse. I was shaking. This was b-a-d.
They taped ice packs to my foot to cool it - no luck. They tried applying ice water soaked washcloths, and swapping out more McGyver'd ice pack shoes every 10 minutes too - no dice. My EM started to go nutzo, and when they were checking the incision site on my back for a reaction, I realized my entire backside was sweaty. I was on a memory foam gurney. EM folks can't touch that stuff since it insulates heat and causes EM flares. This definitely was not helping...
Next, opiates came into the picture, or the IV. I got sick from them pretty quickly (yuck-o). Then I got pumped full of two types of anti nausea meds (since the first one was not working).
Once I was loopy from everything, they hooked me up to an IV infusion of lidocaine, plus a topical lidocaine cream. They needed to cool things down quickly. I am so thankful or their efforts.
All of the stuff above was taking place while I sitting up in a recliner chair - because of that d*mn memory foam bed!
I felt like I was in an airplane seat, and talking to myself from the drugs. My speech was slurred for hours and I was not myself.
The docs suggested admitting me into the hospital for a couple of days and get a slower infusion of lidocaine, but I just wanted to go home. I had been in the highest # on the pain scale since 7:30 a.m. (it was now 2:00 p.m.).
I wanted to lie flat, and in my bed.
They let me go home as long as I promised to continue taking some heavy nerve meds, and I was to make a decision by 8:00 pm last night (when the meds should have shown some effect). They warned the ER that I might be coming, and prepped them on my situation. Thanks but no thanks.
I fought to stay home last night like and old lady attached to her cardigan sweater.
It was tough last night, and today has been challenging too. I am typing this while lying down, with my left foot greased up in lidocaine cream and elevated over my heart.
Maybe I will be more limber after this passes? : )
Perhaps I made the wrong decision to get this nerve procedure, since I feel like I took two steps backward with my CRPS. The pain is as high as when my CRPS surfaced last Memorial Day. How ironic since that one year anniversary is fast approaching.
We were told that this awful pain should fade in a few days.
I'm betting everything on that.
My husband cancelled a much needed trip to see his family (again), and part of me feels rotten about it. I'm missing work, and completely overloading my coworkers (again). My DH also missed work to care for me (again).
I'm fighting the feeling that I have been dealt a bad hand.
But this year I have solid resources that I am reminding myself to pull on. I have dear Spark friends to lift me when I feel I cannot stand (like now). Spark friends who are actually willing to swap out a part of their workout plan until I can hop back in and join them (THANK YOU!). I have a pain psychologist who is teaching me tools to deal with my pain, not dwell on the long term, and conquer today ONLY. This is not easy!
I am showing my 'tells'.
I felt the prayers and good thoughts from all of yesterday. I cried a lot from pain and fear, but I kept going. I made it through, and did not eat my emotions (thank God!).
I'm trying to stay motivated to get well enough to workout, to keep my eating sane-and Spark everyday.
I've been dealt a higher card and I am going to use it! It would be un-lucky not to...
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