Day 3: Rolling

Well, a little weight has come off. I know it's mostly (if not all) water, but heck, I'll take it! Could be worse--could be flatlining or even worse, going up. This morning I felt slightly less bad when I woke up. This is a good thing.

My tendonitis is still bad, which is not a good thing. I'm trying not to be a baby, but I had plans today that involved cleaning, organizing, and extensive computing--all of which cannot be accomplished with a bad paw. I tried to pick something up earlier and yelped. It hurts when I'm not doing anything, and attempting to do much of anything results in more pain. Plus, I don't want it to get worse, so here I am. I'm trying not to stress about it, but come on! Anna's birthday is in a week, plus school prep and school, etc. It's just difficult for my already diminished physical abilities to be yet further diminished.

But enough of that--the diet! I'm hungry. Very hungry. And my husband has had the last two nights off of work, and I don't think he's thrilled when I can't stay awake past 8:30. But the fatigue is out of my control.

I know it will improve. And I also know it's just for this month (thank goodness!). I just hope more than anything it will hold. Losing 15# (or so??) won't get me back to my lowest, but at least it's in the right direction. But I'll do us all a favor and stop my planning before it starts. I can only do what I can do. (Sigh....)

I'm trying to focus on the positive. It's kind of hard to fully enjoy family time when it always involves food! Last night we watched a movie. I had my cucumber slices and plain white fish. They had spaghetti and ice cream (not concurrently). The smell made me want to howl like a wolf (I refrained).

It's hard and there's no help for it. But, like I said, trying to focus on the positive. Those poor people in the US Midwest who had their lives destroyed by a tornado would change places with me, hunger and bad paw (etc.) aside, in a heartbeat. I've got to continue to focus on what I do have, not what I don't have.