Another day, another couch surf

I admit it feels pretty good to rest.  I so needed these two days and will have to find a way to make it up to my dear Hubby for his sweetness to me.  Sounds like he and the kids have had a great time, and are on their way home. 

I have just been focused on NO stress, YES rest.  Not worrying about what I'm eating, but definitely not making terrible choices either.  I know these next few months are going to be alot of hard work getting healthy again.  I need to prepare for that.  Pray for strength.  And healing.  And hope that I have the personal strength to rise above, be a good Mom and wife and homemaker, be strong. 

I am strong.  I have made it through alot.  I can make it through this.  I am hopeful.  That goes a long way.  Today is probably my last really free day to rest.  I am soaking up every minute.  Tomorrow is the first day of getting back to normal.  Hope I'm up to it!

Rest

I love my Hubby more than words can say.  Without even consulting me, he made a plan to take the kids with him to the farm for the weekend so I could have the house to myself to rest.  I've already taken one nap, a shower, done some writing, and now I'm hunkering down with a movie. 

Rest.  It's what I need.   I wish I was better at it.  And I wish my three loves didn't have to leave in order for me to have it.  I just hope and pray that my energy returns soon. 

Healthy steps today:
Rest.
Keep the fire going, which means regular movement up and down the steps
Eat well.  Veggie soup.  Health snacks.
Drink water.
Vitamins.
Rest/

175.4

Ugh.  I'm just putting it here because I need this mile marker.  I've had several dear friends say, take it easy.  Six week postop... I have to be kind to myself.  But it's hard to see hard work seemingly deteriorate while I rest and heal. 

I have to trust though, that I'm doing the right thing right now.  No, every bite isn't measure or even the perfect choice (frankly, I've made alot of indulgent choices in the last couple weeks that have affected this number).  But I am doing what is right to heal. 

And even more, I am not my weight in numbers.  My health in general encompasses so much more than that.  This is just a number.  Yeah, it's a number that I don't want to see increased but it is just a number. 

All I can do is hope that if I give myself time, in months, a year, I will feel like a new person physically.  Give it time.  And take healthy steps toward that goal.

Today my healthy steps so far today include...

• making veggie soup and actually eating it for lunch
• Cutting up veggies to snack on
• porridge for breakfast
• took my vitamins
• drank water
• no chocolate or sugary snacks
• got on the wait list for more physio (only three week wait, yay!)
• took time out to rest and read
• asked our babysitter to come fort the afternoon to entertain the kids so I could rest
• wrote down what I ate
• exercise... up and down the stairs to keep the fire going; walked 5 blocks round trip to make physio appointment

New Days

I'm almost six weeks post op hysterectomy.  I'm ready.  For what?  To start today, another day towards healing.  I go back to the doc on Tuesday.  Hopefully he'll release me to do more exercising.  It'll be tough as I'm more weary than I remember being in a really long time.  And the day to day... well, I'm trusting that there will be enough energy to take care of my family and a little left over to take care of me.  Trusting is all I can do right now, and hope that I'll find health through all the hard work, along the way.

I am so blessed to have such a great Hubby.  He has adjusted his work schedule to help me get the kids to school these next couple weeks.  And he's taking the kids on a roadtrip Saturday and Sunday so I can rest.  And even more, he loves me just the way I am.  I could never ask for a kinder, gentler, more loving man to walk with me on this path.

I start physio again today, 10 weeks of two sessions per week.  This is for my back/hip/leg/foot and the probable ~ still waiting for another MRI scheduled for the end of April ~ nerve entrapment (or sciatica?) that is there.  I'm in pain but trusting that this too, will work out. 

My recovery these last six weeks as been progressive. Slowly, less pain in the incision, less pain in the abdominal muscles.  I'm still dealing with a fair bit of bowel pain which ugh...I thought would be gone but I think it is a matter of being diligent about my diet and certain foods that seem to affect things.  And I still have some bladder pain that worries me but hopefully the doc can shed some light on that as well.  Mostly, I'm just tired, and still have a bit of a foggy brain.  I'm not myself yet.  I hope to be myself again very soon.  I want my energetic, joyful spirit back.  Time.  Time.

The best thing is that without my cycle, there isn't the cyclical pain that overwhelms me.  Nothing so far in ovary pain with the exception of one night when I'm pretty certain my ovaries "woke up" because the hot flashes from the L.upron have slowly decreased to none.  THAT is a blessing.  It means sleep happens more readily.  And hopefully, the anxiety will subside soon as well.

That's it.  Progress.  I'm making it.  I am moving towards health. 

Goals:
Eat within my WW points for the day.
Drink water.
Physio.
Go to bed by 10:30.