Thursday, January 10, 2013
I had a doctor appointment on Tuesday morning.
I am so, so annoying. Dear that nurse: I am sorry. But hee hee hee.
So I came in, and the first thing they do is double check everything on your chart. Do they have your address, and insurance, and allergies and stuff correct. And I'm all "What did I weigh last time? Does it say? What was it? I think I know but check." "OK hold on..." "Just when you get there, I want to know what I weighed last time."
Hahaha. Poor nurse.
Anyway. "You were 296. That was in June."
Me, in a sing songy annoying voice: "You're notttt gonna see that todaaaaaaay!!!" hahahahahaha. LA LA LA LA!
I was a little higher on their scale, I was up at the beginning of the week, so she weighed me at 260. (I'm back down to 257 on my home scale, woooooooooooo)
Anyway, I was all annoying and dancing around, but I did sit down to get my blood pressure read.
It's usually 120/80 which is fine. I have actually had nurses in the past seem kind of surprised that my blood pressure was fine, probably because I was morbidly obese, but it was always fine.
Tuesday it was 114/70. LA LA LA, DANCEY DANCE DANCE. And my pulse was 70-something, which is also lower.
Working out FOR THE WIN!!!!!!!! HEEEEE.
So that was fun. Then my awesome doctor I am kind of in love with (for her awesomely doctory ways, not in a romantic way) came in. "What are you up to? Any new medical developments?" "Nothing much, just LOST FORTY POUNDS LA LA LA LA LAAAAAAA!"
I am. SO. Annoying.
Seriously. If ever have the great misfortune to meet me in person you will understand. Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Anyway. She was happy and proud and said to keep doin what I'm doin. YES MA'AM I WILL.
So that was fun. I can't WAIT to see her next year, muahahahahahaaa.
Physical therapy is also going well. He added a new exercise PLUS a more difficult band for the accursed "clams" on Friday. Me on Tuesday: "I may have been cursing your name on Saturday. Limping, and cursing your name." Him: "I don't know what you're talking about." HEEEE. He's funny. I told him today that I'm going to conquer the green band (the harder one) and then work up to TWO BANDS because I'm hardcore. And, I'm sure, So annoying. But we have fun.
I'm all out of whack because my work schedule is so weird this week, I almost forgot about PT this morning. I was all ready to put on my suit and go swim (OMG MY NEW SUIT CAME YAY) when I remembered, so I had to change and run out the door. I'm tired and I was cranky all morning, but I'm going swimming as soon as I get home tonight (YAY!) and hopefully tomorrow, too. So I'll probably give an English Channel mileage update this weekend.