This should be fairly short, as I don't have a whole lot to report this week.
I got another bad head cold on Tuesday night/Wednesday. So lame. Up 'til then, though, I was doing fine. I was tracking my food... grudgingly. Even keeping pretty close to or within ranges. I was exercising as per my written down plan. It was the literal end of the day Tuesday- after my workout, after I "cooked" dinner, after I ate that dinner, and showered and settled in my jammy-jams for the night, and was reviewing for my fatty anatomy/physiology exam occurring Wednesday morning, that I began to feel a bit of a soreness in my throat. And as the night wore on, I felt the soreness intensify. I grabbed my bag of lozenges and turned in early, vowing to wake up earlier to finish my review.
When I woke up Wednesday morning, I felt like death warmed over. Sore throat now a raging fire and my nasal passages clogged with the nasty. I was tired and my body temp fluctuated from hot to cold to hot to cold to hot to cold... and by the end of the day Wednesday, a body ache and headache set in. Ugh. I got through my exam, though. Fingers crossed that I did alright. I won't know until sometime next week. I didn't make it to my evening class.
So, since my nasals were hopelessly plugged, everything I ate tasted like cardboard. Only the foods that were a little fattier had any flavor, so naturally I gravitated to those. Probably to my detriment. But, ice cream and it's soft coldness felt SO GOOD on my throat! Couldn't really taste it, but the cold relief was worth it. On the hot side, soft baked potatoes with cooling sour cream plopped on top were easiest to swallow. Even if I couldn't taste that either. I made some grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner (yes, sick as a dog and STILL cooking dinner for the whole family) and I had them customizeable: turkey, ham, bacon, sharp cheddar, colby, pickles (dill or bread 'n' butter- yuck), and whole grain Dijon mustard. I made mine with turkey, bacon, cheddar, and mustard. I could only taste the bacon and the mustard. Oh, and whole wheat bread for all. Had a delicious spinach salad from Costco for a side. My bro made Mexican food a few nights, with grilled pollo asado, guacamole, fresh salsa, rice, and flour tortillas. I ate two small burritos. I could mostly taste them, too, thanks to all the spices in the meat marinade. The salsa burned a bit, though. I think because I could actually taste it is why I ate two. Then, we had chicken mole. I tried to regulate, but the spices were clearing my sinuses and I could mostly taste that, too! It was filling, so I did keep it reasonable. No idea what I'll be making tonight for dinner.
I'm starting to feel better, so I hope to be more or less back on track by/on Monday. We need some fresh fruit in the house to snack on. As of now, we have none! My foods could definitely have more vegetables or fruit in them.
As for fitness, well... like I said, I was on track. I had done Week 3 Day 1 of 5k Your Way here on Spark. And Tuesday was a cross-training day, so I did a cardio DVD. And some strength training both days. When I get these upper respiratory colds, my asthma goes haywire, so right now my chest feels like it's in a vice. It's always a symptom that takes forever to get back to normal. So, I'm going to have to evaluate my status with 5kYW... will I need to start over? Backtrack? We'll see. I had a dream that I was mad buff in my arms. I probably won't need to backtrack too much on the strength training. Anyway, overall I had been reducing the amount of fitness minutes I've been getting per week, trying to get closer to 250, since I'd been doing over 300. Right now, I've got so much homework all the time and so many things going on with the family, it felt like it would reduce my stress to be closer that time. That extra hour or more that I was exercising each week needed to be allocated somewhere else.
I "forgot" to weigh myself. I knew as of Friday night that I didn't want to weigh myself this week since I'd probably be seeing something crappy on the scale anyway- either a gain or a stagnancy. Hell, all the mucus in my head feels like it weighs 10lbs by itself. Sheesh.
And being sick, I didn't do anything "fun" or sociable with friends. Sad really, 'cuz this week was our county fair. WAY too sick to go. :-( Pretty bummed out about that.
Instead, and even while sick, I've been carrying on as usual and then as more than usual. We had a two day yard sale to raise funds for Louis' surgery this weekend. We made a decent amount, but we're still pretty far from our goal. We had several people donate items for us to sell, which was super nice and very appreciated. We've also had a few people donate online to our online fundraising campaign. I'll provide the link to that if any of you would like to make a donation. Please don't think I'm expecting you to. Times are tough for everyone (obviously, or we wouldn't be needing to fundraise! DUH!), so I know how difficult it is to just do that... if I could provide a paid service of some sort to anyone, believe me I'd rather do that! We spoke to our vet and he's told us he's going to try to talk down the price with the surgeon, but he can't guarantee anything. And the surgeon does not accept payments, so we have to have the full $1500 up front before the surgery can happen (that's also not including post-surgical follow-ups, medications, etc.) I mean, seriously, who the hell has just $1500 hanging around like that?! In this economy?! There was a time when we would have been able to do that, no problem (we actually did have to do that with my late doggie who had major surgery several years ago, before our economy took a dive), but not so much now. It would be nice if he'd at least let us put up half up front and let us pay off the rest, but that's not an option.
I keep having nightmares about this, that Louie is suffering or takes a rapid turn for the worst... Obviously this whole thing is stressful. Louie isn't technically MY cat, but he's "my" cat. I love him just as much as any other pet I've had. And he loves me right back. I'm the only person who's arms he'll jump up into- literally. I'll be standing up and he'll jump, from the floor, into my arms just to purr and snuggle with me! I guess I'm just freaked out about it since I lost MeowMeow only 9 months ago. I don't want to go through that heartbreak again so soon. My biggest request for this is to keep my family, my kitty, and this situation in your prayers.
And what would my blog be without pics?
Gourmet grilled cheese... or what I could taste of it.
Feline bromance. Kyle and Louie love each other! It's so cute!
And here's the link. Please, like I said, don't feel like I'm expecting donations. If you couldn't tell, I'm not the most comfortable asking for anything. But, a few people have asked, so I'm providing it.