Where did May go? To a week in the hospital and. . .what?
All kinds of issues have been resolved.
- I actually have therapy five days a week. I am standing more easily and walking more. My arms are stretching higher, as well as my "core." I am so very glad.
- The rapid weight gain has finally stopped. Not losing weight yet, but it's a step in the right direction.
- I finished the Women of the Bible devotional project. It challenged and blessed me in a zillion ways. I wrote about women R-T. From the Matriarchs Rachel, Rebekah and Sarah to women of infamy (Sapphira, anyone?) and many others I didn't even recognize, my eyes having glazed over their names in those long genealogy lists.
- Started a novella for Barbour. I am delighted to be working with Barbour again.
- Seeing real progress in the ladies I eat with every day. I can count on one lady saying the same thing every day, but the other three of us have conversations on a variety of topics.
- I am sleeping well. I go through long spells of not sleeping well, so it's a blessing.
- My oldest granddaughter graduated from high school. A happy time for the family indeed.
- Apparently without my knowledge I am now on both Medicaid and Medicare, which allows me a lot more versatility in medical coverage.
- After years of suspecting I have sleep apnea, it was confirmed. And the hospital doctor told me the bipap machine I'm using could add 5 years to my life. (Why didn't we check this earlier?)
- Winning a bloom of the week for two poems at http://poeticbloomings.com/ I'm still treating poetry as a fragile Christmas ornament that I have no idea what to do with it. But apparently I'm a good poet. (Three wins on three months)
I already mentioned the daily therapy--welcome but exhausting.
But then they finally identified the biggest problem with the weight: I've been drinking too much! Close to my six to eight cups of water. . .plus 1-2 diet cokes, 1 cup of coffee, and 2 drinks with each meal. I've been cut to half of that. 2 tiny glasses (milk and juice) for breakfast, a cup of water with miralax, 1 small glass of tea at lunch and supper, 1 cup of water for taking meds throughout the day. And one final cup that I can use any way I wish. I'm sure they would prefer I drink water but I choose between juice, diet coke, and coffee.
So when my mouth gets during therapy, I pop a couple of ice chips in my mouth. When I cough. . .that's a problem.
None of the changes by themselves have been difficult. Surprisingly so. But every now and then I want to splurge. To have cup of coffee in the morning. To have two pieces of birthday cake, or two cookies instead of one. (I know, I'm blessed that I still get small portions of desserts). For me to be the one to remind a nurse, "I can't have that."
So thanks for you for "listening." It helps to remember all the reasons for rejoicing.