So, I’ve had some good days and bad days, some good nights and bad nights. But generally, at least for right now, I’m feeling pretty good. Sugar is 112 and b.p. is 122/78.
Didn’t sleep well in the night, unfortunately, so I’m sure I’ll make up for it with naps later today. Tuesday will make 4 weeks since the surgery, and I really do feel like I’m making some progress in many ways, but there are other ways I need to be more diligent in working toward progress. Like, for example, I’m still not eating as I should. I have plenty of food to eat, I just don’t feel hungry; food doesn’t process as quickly and I’m not using as much energy as I once did, so the whole system is slowed down. I need to work on using energy so that I feel like taking in more fuel. And, of course, that means doing my exercises several times a day to build up my stamina. I’ll get there.
One thing I have noticed — focusing so much attention and energy on health-related shit, I’ve lost track of a lot of the political shit going on elsewhere. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, since I really do want to stay abreast of what’s happening. At the same time, though, it is depressing and depleting to pay too much attention to things I really can’t change. :-/
Later — holy shit! So it was 7:00, time to feed the boys and get the trash to the street for pick-up. Good golly, that’s all I did, I swear — I filled the boys’ bowl, took the trash to the can, and took the can to the street. And I am exhausted!! Yeah, definitely not ready for spending half a day over the kitchen counter dyeing yarns. All my major muscle groups are writhing in agony. Well, that’s an exaggeration. But they are definitely expressing their displeasure, for sure. And I can certainly feel the exertion in my belly.
It is another cool chilly day in Houston, but on a whim after my shower I decided to actually get dressed with jeans on instead of sweats or pajama pants. I don’t know if that’s supposed to psyche me up for getting more active, or simply feeling slightly more human.