Weighty issue

Thankfully,  there isn't much to report.  Our drama seems to have died down, for which we are EXTREMELY grateful.

Dave's appointment with his new psychiatrist has been moved up from 6/22 to TOMORROW.  This is very good news.

He's doing fine on the medication his regular PA prescribed, and on the free counseling through work, but it will still be good to establish a relationship with a specialist.

Hopefully, the new doc won't want to jack with the meds.  If something works, don't change it.

I have started to make a concentrated effort to lose weight.

The hormone blocking medication sure is hard on a person.  It causes increased muscle cramping, joint and tendon issues (now, I am having pain in my left hip and right achilles tendon), overall dryness, and it also basically shuts off one's metabolism.

I have gotten to the point where I HATE to see myself in the mirror.  I have had to replace half of my clothes with a bigger size TWICE already, and now the biggest clothes are starting to get tight.

This has happened in the space of about 8 months.

(I had initially gained some weight during chemo, and went from a size 8 to a size 10, but now, with this, I am outgrowing my size 12s.)

I do not recognize my own body, and it makes me feel angry and distressed.

Anyone who knows me knows that I have always been active and fit, and that I definitely eat right almost ALL of the time.

However, the pain in my hip and heel can be pretty convincing sometimes when I am trying to talk myself into exercising!  "Nah, I am going to take a day off, my foot hurts..."

NO MORE.

This past week, I worked out every day, and I took all of my break time walks, using the indoor tunnel across the street at the hospital when it was too hot.

I also really cleaned up our diet even more, and will continue that going forward.

Dave and I have also made a pact to curtail our alcohol consumption during the work week again.  That really helped us both before, in myriad ways.

I've already lost 2 pounds, so I feel VERY hopeful and confident that I CAN actually do something about this that will make a difference.

I just have to work harder at it than ever before, and it won't necessarily be fun...but I am going to give it my best.

Off to make a healthy brunch, then do some chores and get some meat marinating.  I'm grilling steaks for dinner and chicken tenders for the week's snacks.

Have a good one gentle readers!