Saturday, January 24, 2015
Yesterday I went to see the nutritionist I have been working with. I cancelled my appointments last August when my Dad passed and I couldn't get in to see her until yesterday. Well she could tell what I had been doing (or not doing) within the first few minutes of our meeting.
I see her again in twelve days to see how the current meal plan is working. My circulation is poor and my thyroid is low so that accounts for the problems with body temperature regulation. I am either really cold or really hot. Not like hot flashes. Most of the moons on my nails have disappeared. I hadn't even noticed that. The meal plan has a lot of greens and is designed to get me back to a reasonable portion size. I am ready.
As for exercise she says that it will be a bit before I have the reserves to cope with intense exercise. The idea is that the body will call on the adrenals to cope with the stress of exercise if I don't have enough energy to do the exercise. That means too much cortisol floating around and that has a negative effect on the thyroid and other hormone balances. So I back off for a bit so I don't delay getting back to my program. It was a long time the last time I worked with her so I don't want to do that again.
My husband and I went for a drive down to Burlington today. It turned out to be a little colder than it was supposed to be. -2 with a bit of freezing rain and a breeze. We walked the waterfront. They have a wonderful promenade and a water park for kids. Today the rink was open. Along the way we came upon a memorial for the navy and the merchant marine. It was beautifully done. It has inscribed upon it the names of sailors who were lost during the second world war and the Korean war. They also inscribed the names of the ships lost. When we rounded the last stone it was devoted to the names of the ships used by the merchant navy during the conflict. I was swept by a wave of emotion as I came across the names of two of the ships my dad had been on. He was on a cable ship called the Lord Kelvin (he turned 19 on this ship) and he was on a tanker that went from Halifax to Aruba transporting bunker fuel coming north and fresh water going south along the US coast, the Torontolite. Touching the names was like being close to my dad. Of course my first thought was that I had to bring my dad down to see this! This happens a lot. I guess it will be a while until I stop thinking about things like that.
Overall I am happy to be on track again even if it is a slow start.