Progress

I got on the scale this morning and I'm down 3.2 pounds from that heinous 206.8 from last Friday. Given that my eating was a little more than planned over the w/e, I'm thrilled, and still upping water intake and lowering food. Yesterday was pretty perfect in the food category. Whew - I still would like to be back to Onederland by Friday. If I keep doing what I did yesterday, it's more possible than if I revert to weekend ways.

My knee has flared up since midday yesterday as I mentioned, and still is tender today. It's a combination of things...much more movement over the weekend, including the brief stint on the stationary bike. But I also walked through Target and Kohl's for longer than I probably should have on Sunday...and Macy's. Also, I did a very small amount of vacuuming in the den yesterday morning, which I forgot about until I tripped over the not-put-away vacuum that I shoved into the living room. In general, while still GREATLY modifying my activity, I've done a lot in a short time and am now paying the price. Nothing like what happened with Lefty in December when I went back to work 5 days after the procedure, torqued the knee while responding to an emergency and set back my recovery by 2 weeks or more. I learned my lesson.

This morning I took the dog all of the length of 2 houses before knowing I needed to go back. Thankfully he'd performed all the required elements (like an Olympic figure skater), so he was happy to come home and chow down. I've since called a friend whose son is working part time, and he's going to do the after walks for me through Friday. I called my friend who'd volunteered to walk the dog while hubby was away, and she sounded all waffly and uncertain about her time availability. Note to self and others: don't offer to do something for someone if you really aren't thinking you can or want to do it.

We have a family wedding in Atlanta this weekend, and it's still up in the air as to whether I'm going to go. I have an airline ticket (hubby is driving b/c he has work on the way down) that I got long before Righty went on the disabled list. Once in Atlanta, I'll be fine, but the walk this morning though reminded me that there is a lot of airport walking between Philly and Atlanta and I'm not sure how I can manage. A friend suggested I call the airline today and request a wheelchair at the Philly end (don't need to worry at Atlanta because hubby will get special dispensation to meet me and push my sorry ass through the miles that comprise the Atlanta airport). I hate the thought of that but people with far more serious impairments travel all the time, so I think I can suck it up and make the trip. So this is still a work in progress. I'd hoped to be able to meet Tammy from From Fat to Fab for lunch on Monday, but now I'm thinking we'll have to postpone it until we go to Atlanta to retrieve our youngest son from his college in May. Oh - and I haven't a thing to wear for the wedding, so need to get out and find something fabulous. There are just enough issues to make me still unsure as to weather I can pull off going, but my SIL really wants me there, and I love her dearly. Stay tuned.