Wednesday, February 15, 2012
If it's just one bite it doesn't count. . . . . Well, comments like that may take care of your conscience, but it doesn't mean two cents to your SCALE!
Monday first thing I had my echocardiogram. Now the hard part is waiting to hear what the doctor has to say once he has evaluated it. I hate waiting. I'm a NOW person! So, yes, I do fiind myself nibbling on various things to pass the time and ease the nerves.
I had a decent breakfast. But by 9:30 or 10:00 I'm restless, so I fix a Thomas English Muffin (light) -- only 100 calories. I'm allowed that for a snack, right? But I add a glass of milk to go with it -- OK, so now it's 200 calories. Before 11:30 I'm feeling a little nervous again. Maybe I should eat an orange. There is a big tree I can see from my kitchen window, and the oranges are weighing it down there are so many of them.
My day progresses along like that, but I think you get the drift of where I'm at. Each food choice in itself is not bad, in fact they are all quite good -- just too much of too many. It's too easy to say to yourself "it's just a bite, if you're not writing it down it's like it doesn't even count." Unfortunately, your body has this automatic tallying system and it never misses a gram or a calorie! Bad day = scale going up!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
It's that day again -- the time when over 14,000 people will rush to Las Vegas, NV and get married in one of those cute little chapels that line the strip! Some last only 2 days, some last forever! How it starts out is hardly the issue, it's how you handle your life that matters in the long run.
But Valentine's Day is certainly the time of year that have most men scrambling to buy their loved one roses, chocolate candy, bouquets of flowers, orchids, fancy nighties, and take them out for a fancy dinner.
I guess I'm an oddball because going out on Valentine's Day is somewhat akin to going out on New Year's Eve -- that's another time I prefer to stay home! The restaurants raise their prices, it's crowded, there is a lot of pressure on the guys to come up with something wonderful -- the list goes on and on. So for me, I'm still a big believer in the stay-at-home meal, grilling a steak, perhaps enjoying a forbidden dessert!
Remember those holiday dinners can come very high in calories! Here's a new one of me -- see how slim I'm getting?
Monday, February 13, 2012
Happy to report that the 6th Sunday just went by with me still on track for my half pound loss each week!
Am I happy? Of course! Soon I'll have to buy some smaller clothes!
Monday, February 06, 2012
I've never given health problems all that much attention, just considered myself extremely healthy and that was it. By the time I made it to 70 I did have to start taking blood pressure medication, but I figured that was about normal. Wake up call was Nov. 7, 2010 when I had chest pains and couldn't take a deep breath. I didn't want to tell my soon-to-be husband as I was sure he would rush me over to the Emergency Room. But on the other hand, I didn't want to DIE! How stupid would that be? So I told him, I'm a little short of breath. He took one look at me and said "We're going to the hospital."
I'll say one thing about going to a hospital that specializes in heart problems -- when you can't breathe properly and/or have chest pain -- you get in quick! The heck with the forms! There is a doctor looking at you RIGHT NOW! So after a few hours they reached the conclusion that I had gallstones. But then another doctor comes along and says he does not want to rule out some problem with the heart, he would like me to check in so they can run a few more tests. And I agreed. Better to know than to wonder.
The next day after an echocardiogram I was told I had valve misfunction. I don't remember the words they used. Maybe squishy, leaking, but anyway -- not right! So I said "Let's Fix it"
He looked at me in amazement and said, "That's major surgery!" We wouldn't do that until you can barely breath or are so tired you can't hardly do anything. Wow! If I was in that kind of shape -- do you think I could survive an operation? Major surgery???
I followed up with a heart specialist from my own carrier. He said to check with him once a year, have an echocardiogram -- and we'd keep an eye on it. Now it's been another year, or 15 months to be exact. I scheduled a follow-up visit.
He asked all the standard questions, to which I answered "no." No swelling. No chest pain. No shortness of breath. blah-blah. He schedules another echocardiogram and tells me he knows of a new procedure being performed at a near-by hospital. Instead of cutting your entire chest open, it is more of a laparoscopy procedure. Go through the right shoulder, into the artery, and directly into the heart. Wow! That sounds great. The only chilling words were when he added. . . . "of course they would have to stop your heart."
Ummm, stop my heart? Like, tecnically I'd be dead? No heartbeat? How long can the brain survive without damage if the blood isn't circulating? I don't have any of those answers, so you will have to wait -- as I do...... or "to be continued" as they say on TV.
P.S. Echocardiogram scheduled for Feb. 13th -- will know more after that.
Sunday, February 05, 2012
You know the routine. . . . 11:05 you look at the clock, and maybe get up to go to the bathroom then 11:56, and you're still not asleep, 1:05, 2:15, you toss and turn, worrying about how tired you will be the next day. But still no sleep! Sometimes this routine can go on all night long, as you lay there and think about things that you shouldn't think about.
Finally it's time to get up. So you drag yourself out of bed and try to make the best of it. The funny thing is that once I was up, I still didn't feel particularly tired. And then my DH said he would like to drive up to the Sedona area and look at some petriglifs -- only a short hike of about 1 mile. I looked at the temperture and saw a frigid 31F. Are you kidding? I ask.
But in about an hour we did drive there -- probably took us at least an hour or more as it is quite a distance. But I had put on a heavy sweat shirt and it was perfect. And while my head was reeling with a headache while I was trying to sleep, I found the fresh air knocked it right out of my head! That was the silver lining in that cloud. Hurrah! for Hiking!
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