I'm here. Just hadn't been feeling that great and ended up in the big white house again for a few days last week after some trouble breathing. After an oxymoronic "minor" invasive procedure ("It's done hundreds of times a day." "Well, not to me it's not!"), I'm home and feeling better than I have in months. I can live with nothing but D5W to eat, but they really need to work on that letting the patient sleep thing.
Some good news was that I'd lost 9 pounds in the month since my last episode. Yeah, it may be fluid loss, but it's still a loss. I've been 99% diligent about what I eat, eating only fresh foods prepared by me and splurging with one meal out on paydays. Not entirely easy when you cook for one, but it has to become a way of life if I want to be around to see those grandkids grow up!
AND! I have a hunky new workout partner and personal trainer. He's the antithesis of my preferred tall, dark & handsome, but a cutie nonetheless. Please meet Oscar:
Sorry for the dark pic, but with the flash on you see nothing but green eyes; he blends into everything! Oscar's a terrier mutt/mix sweetie and comes to me from my daughter-in-law's sister who was here visiting. I was thinking about finding a rescue pup anyhow, so this works out perfectly for me. He'll be 5 years old next month and is so very mellow and a snuggler. He's used to being out in a fenced yard whenever he wants, so it's a bit of an adjustment for him since I have an upper level condo, but he's doing great. We're working on getting him on the P&P schedule that works best for ... ummm... both of us!? Double treats for him when he makes deposits near a dog dropping container instead of after our walk is done and nearer my door.
Hopefully back to some quilting this week... it seems like it's been forever.
Take care,
Sheila
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