The picture you see above is from google actually, but that is my street with my house (duplex) on the right. I tried to show my path for yesterday, hopefully you can make out what I did. If you blinked, you might have missed me, but I don’t want to overdue it with my back just now on the mend YAY! I know it is pretty pathetic. I could have probably walked a bit further, but with me, there is always the knowledge that I have to be able to make it back so I'd rather be safe than sorry. I also had an incident a few weeks ago (that I'll share with you guys later) that scared the crap out of me so I try to be much more careful walking outside on uneven surfaces.
Every day I’m feeling a little bit better, however…I think I know why I’ve been feeling kind of crappy the past few days (with nausea and lethargy). The wound from hell is back AGAIN. Yes, this is the same darn thing that started last fall. I’m going to try to get into the doctor over the next few days because someone commented on my blog the last time it reared its ugly head that it could be a form of strep bacteria. It is so bizarre because it will heal over, be ok for several weeks and then start flaring up again almost as if it is a brand new cyst. Eventually it ruptures and then I spend days cleaning and bandaging it until it heals over again. I just want to get RID of it for good. I don’t know if it is just coincidence or what, but it usually flares up right around the time I have a bout of this nausea and lethargy so they must be connected. Anyway, I’m going to have to see if Erik is working over the next two days so that I can get into the doctor. If he is, I can probably call a friend to take me in to get it looked at.
Anyway, I don’t think it is flaring up because of the walking I’ve been doing. Let’s face it…it isn’t much walking…not really much more than what I do around the house, so I doubt it is the walking aggravating it. Maybe that was coincidental in the past. So frustrating, but I suppose it is just another prod from God to lay off the reeses cups.
Incidentally…I had a mini binge on reeses cups yesterday. Tanner apparently went to Target with his school and used his money to buy dad and I some easter candy since he didn’t have anything for us on easter lol. Initially I allowed myself to have one PB egg and told him to hide the rest for daddy. He got sidetracked and left them in my office. I knew they were there, but managed to avoid them for most of the evening and then…at some point around 10pm I went nuts for about 5 minutes and had about 4-5 cups one right after the other! Uggh..oh well. I had stuck to my eating plan for the day so while I wasn’t happy about succumbing to the temptation, I did pat myself on the back for stopping before they were ALL gone (even though that was mostly because I knew Tanner would be upset if DAD didn’t get any lol). I sent Erik a guilty text saying “I just had about 4 reeses cups one right after the other! Don’t tell Tanner lol.” Is that not addict behavior lol? Kuh-razy.
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Wednesday, April 7, 2010
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