Yo yo my abandoned friends! It is I, one-armed wilted woman here to visit my severly neglected blog! I feel like since the holidays and specifically since I broke my arm, I have been in lamebot survival mode. Meaning, I have just been doing the amount necessary to get through a day. Everything takes 3 times the amount of patience and time to get through and I feel like I don’t want to add any extra to my plate. Translation… I ain’t done no excercise, food logging, or brain using for over a month! The pounds I have gained will need to come off and stat… and I need to get into a better routine, but I feel like I am in limbo waiting for my arm to magically heal. I don’t know where I can find the balance when everything seems to be a time sucker with one hand and I am hoping I will be able to fall back into my previous habits when the cast comes off for good and I start to be able to use my hand again.
On the arm front, my bling has been removed! HALLELUJAH, GERTRUDE! I now have industrial strength stainless steel toothpicks for visiting dinner guests… who wants to come for dinner? The nurse who took my cast off so that my pins could be removed asked me if I wanted to keep the nasty old cast and I said Hell No! She obviously has no clue about my psychotic ways. Too bad for her. I initially said I didn’t want to keep the pins but I ended up taking them home in a test tube anyway.
I may have overexaggerated the size… but they were annoying suckers anyway… and the doc pulled them out with pliers like we were having shop class at the country club!!
I was going to post pictures of what the pins looked like sticking out of my skin but then I remembered that some people may be like me and have weak stomachs, so instead I will leave the links and those who are curious can click on it and those who are not can go on eating their lunch in peace. My x-ray chic was 32 kinds of fascinated as she told me this was the first time she had seen someone with pins sticking outside the skin… that’s comforting.
This one makes me ill… but I get ill looking at a garbage can full of meat scraps!
Withered arm… new weight loss method? Now, I just need to look into getting me one o’ them full body casts… or at least one that covers my lower half! It is amazeballs how gross and dry an arm gets when no lotion is involved! Especially in the winter!
The plan going forth? I am back in a cast… purple again… I’m such a creature of habit it ain’t funny. I am supposed to wear that until February 7th at which time they will put me in a brace and start physical therapy… aka torture!!! I tried clipping my fingernails on my left hand with my broken side and couldn’t even manage to make a dent… it’s going to be a process!
There have literally been ZERO picture-taking opportunities in Cache Valley the entire month of January unless you enjoy looking at an inversion so thick you could call in sick on a daily basis from emphysema! So these are from December sometime. Did I mention how much I loved winter yet!? :P
Not so much!
QUESTION OF THE DAY: Any tips on transitioning from survival mode to kick butt mode? How do you do it?