New Things Happening

My week has passed quickly and I have a few new things to share. First, I was able to start my new job and I like it very much. It seems that everyone there seems to share in the magic. In other words, they are ALL amazingly kind, genuine and welcoming. I’m still feeling it is a great match for me and I am pleased to be part of it all. The class I am working in is full of really smart and friendly children (heavy on boys) that I am enjoying spending my time with. A half day goes by really quickly and for the time being, I am grateful for that as I am not completely back to my best self.

I’m also glad that I do not have to leave Maxi and Roscoe in crates all day long.

As for health and healing, my week has been up and down. By Tuesday and Wednesday I was feeling REALLY good, so much so that I think I pushed myself too far. Wednesday I had a super long day, in that directly after working I needed to pick up Alex from school for an appointment and we ended up getting home kinda late. By then I was definitely tired. I really need to build up my stamina. After doing nothing but resting and relaxing for six weeks, I tire quite easily. It is a frustration because I want to feel like my old self again and be able to do all of the things I like to do, but I am just not there yet. Anyways, I’m not sure if was the heavy bag I’ve been carrying around, or the tight windows I’ve been pushing up and down here, or if it was when I lifted Maxi boy up onto my bed (most likely this), but I definitely hurt myself and disrupted the healing process somehow. I was feeling so good and thought that the worst was over, but nope…I still need to take it slow for a while. So, I ended up missing Friday of this past week. I feel guilty because I am still just getting started, but I could barely bend over or even sit in a bendy position. Thursday was a bit tougher than the previous days and I was really hurting. Thursday night was even worse. My plan was to continue resting, dose up on motrin and tough it out on Friday, after all it is only a half day. Glenn has been going into work later to help me with all of our “morning stuff.” I wasn’t getting around very well come Friday morning. It was then that Glenn that persuaded me to call in and take the day off. He said that I was in surgery for almost 5 hours and I could not expect to feel “good as new” in such a short time. He said that I need to be patient and allow myself the time I need, however long it takes. However, three weeks doesn’t feel like a short time to me. I was feeling so much better earlier in the week, so I obviously did something I shouldn’t have. Again, I cannot convey the compassion I received from my boss. I LOVE THAT PLACE! (and the people, of course)

Since then I have just taken it easy, iced up and dosed myself with the heavy duty motrin. I anticipate feeling much better by the time Monday rolls around. I’m still suffering from severe boredom. I keep dreaming up all these fun things to do that will just have to wait. For instance, Glenn and I had spoken of going to Disneyland for our 22^nd anniversary, which is next weekend, but I don’t see that happening. For some reason I am feeling that I will need 6-8 weeks post-op to feel better again. Maybe by my birthday at the end of the month we can plan something grand. It is always wonderful to have something to look forward to.

As for my weight loss efforts, they have not been dismissed, rather shelved temporarily. I think I have decided on attending the Sunday morning Weight Watchers meeting. I like to be part of the camaraderie and have some accountability, so I really need the meeting. I already know that I will like this meeting because I am familiar with the leader. Her name is Jennifer and she has lost over 100 pounds! So, she can talk the talk AND walk the walk. I’m actually looking forward to going tomorrow. I think I may have a small gain this week because I’ve not been very careful, but I am OK with that. No surprises here. I am just impressed with myself for making it this far, more than halfway to my goal. At this point I am all about taking my time and being consistent. Slow and steady wins the (non) race. I am still planning on locating a book that consists of cancer fighting foods so that I can consciously incorporate them into my daily life. I also know that my body functions best on lower carbohydrate meal plans and when eating any carbs, I definitely need the whole grain type. (Is there such a thing as whole grain cupcakes? Have I mentioned that I love cupcakes?)

All I do know for sure is that I will not give up until I reach my goal, and I know in my heart that I will reach my goal.

Until next time-

Light and love,

~Lisa