OK, so today a couple of things happened, one expected and one unexpected.
The expected thing was going to the doctor's office, and getting to see my stiches. They will be coming out next Tuesday. One of the joyous revelations is that I do not need to wear the boot all the time. It is there more for protection than anything else. The ace bandage is there to hold everything together. So as long as I am not doing anything, I can sleep, eat, and watch tv or Netflix with my foot up and out of the boot! I can get a job, just wear the boot, no bearing any weight and I am all good. I am going to practice using a can to get around so that I don't have to have either the crutches or the walker. A cane is more acceptable in public - to ME! But, it will take some practice to get the cadence correct.
The other unexpected surprise was being contacted by a gentleman who I haven't heard from since about October 2014. We had a falling out over a difference of opinion, and I am holding to a complete misunderstanding of each other. Conversations that should have happened in person, happened by email and text message. Neither are good outlets to discuss something that requires arm movements and tone of voice, also the more important stopping the conversation to get what was just immediately state understood clearly.
Well anyway, this gentleman contacted me again and asked me how I was. He sent the text last night and the phone got it about 10PM ish.... I saw it after midnight with a drug wake up call.
I took my first bath today after four days of non-bathing and just soaking in the pain. I got up washed and put on a pair of shorts. Without the belt they fall off my hips! I was a happy camper all tied up in a pair of shorts. I am going to have to try another pair. When I weighed myself today I was at 226 ish (the number kept bouncing between 225.4 and 225.8 - so this guy rounds up). I am very happy to be on my way to getting below 200, just 27 more pounds to go!
About the weight loss, this is for my own physical health and my longevity. Getting up close to 300 pounds I was pre-diabetic and had sleep apnea. I lost weight and got down to 250. I could put away the sleep apnea machine. When I was diagnosed with testicular cancer, the pre-diabetic diagnosis was still there. So it is not just a matter of losing weight, but eating correctly and getting the extra sugar producing elements in my diet out of the way. Having a family history of heart attack, cancer and stroke does not make for a happy future if one is going to just blunder ahead blindly.
It is past time for life changes, because if I don't with my current history life is going to force some changes on me!
