Could it be that I have not posted in over a month, while both of you readers have been clamoring for more? A thousand apologies! To say it’s been busy would be an understatement. Where to begin…
I had reached a plateau weight-wise. My dietician told be to maybe add some calories, so I added more protein to the menu, and it seemed to jump start the weight loss. I’ll be honest, I’d love to be further down in numbers, but I keep self-sabotaging because I’m spending more time on the road. I know, I know..I need to plan for that and make adjustments. I do, and then I see those golden arches and I’m McScrewing myself.
The nurse practitioner seems pleased with my progress. She keeps asking me when my surgery is ballpark for, and I tell her September/October, because my insurance company seems to be fairly surly and unapproachable on this subject. I’ve registered in United Healthcare’s “center of excellence” program, and while Portsmouth Hospital is not one of their centers of excellence, it is in network, which is akin to not having Ebola, but a slight case of Zika instead. In other words, to them, I suck but I don’t suck as much as the guy who is going to Bob’s Weight Loss Clinic of Duluth or something.
I have finished my behavioral health classes, which were great, and so now have the dietician and NP visits every month or so, labs, which I got done today, and a few other tests, then a short class a few weeks prior to the surgery, and I will attend the monthly pre-op support groups because I like them. I kept saying if I lost all the weight I would;t get the surgery, but with the acid reflux, I feel like I have to. That and separating my brain from my stomach are the two biggest draws. Not to worry – I am not going to lose all the weight (see paragraph 2).
I am going to buy a bicycle, a hybrid mountain bike. Dick’s has a nice Diamondback I like for under $500. If I can find the recommended model I read about in an online magazine, I may go to a bike shop to see of they have it or will order it. A few more weeks and I’m on it. Medically, my back has been giving me all kinds of trouble. The lower back, on either side of the spine, out to the middle of either half of my back. It’s almost debilitating. I really need to see a chiropractor unless one of you has better advice (that is my plea to you to tell me what you think). I got a FitBit a week or so ago, and it has already got me hooked. We had a fire drill at work today, and my first thought was not, I wonder of this is actually a drill?” No, it was, “Awesome! I get to add some steps AND some stairs!!” That is the right kind of thinking. I unintentionally did 4 miles last weekend on my walk, and posted my best times per mile. The times kept dropping with each successive mile. I loved it. I’m using the Map My Walk app, and I listen to Nikki Glazer’s Not Safe podcast, which is a riot, and lasts for just the amount of time I am supposed to be out.
That’s it of tonight, I think. It’s late, my thoughts are scattered because I am writing a song and lyrics keep running through my head. That’s my sign that it’s time to head upstairs, put the floor AC unit in and hit the hay. Next time I will discuss the misnamed sleep study I took at the beginning of the month.