been a long time

Well, it has been a while.  I started this blog to record my weight loss journey and then got side tracked with my injury.  Since that was going nowhere fast, I didn't really have anything to write about.  I figure I will fill you in on the past months.

For a while I did really good on the weight loss.  Even without being able to move I was still losing weight.  I lost 8 lbs in the first few months and only 2 of them were muscle.  The doctor was amazed at that part so that made me feel pretty good.  Since then I haven't lost anything.  However, I have no one to blame but me.  I have been extremely miserable with this injury and the fact that it just won't heal like they thought it would.  I am an emotional eater.  Therefore, I eat.  It is my own fault.  I would like to work out and tone up some but I am not there yet.  I have also been eating out more and grabbing coffees again.  I have to quit and I know that, but it is so hard.  I have to get back on track and buckle down. 

As far as the injury goes, this is the beginning of week 16.  Yes, 16.  Twice as long as they said it would be when I left the hospital.  All of spring and almost all of summer has been spent on crutches.  Not some of my prouder moments, but I can admit to having a few pity parties and a lot of frustrated tears.  I still take ibuprofen, 4 at a time, when I hurt but the hurt has changed.  It is more muscle and less constant horrid pain.  I was starting to think the pain was never going to end.  I went to one crutch about a month ago and in the last  week or so, in the office and at home, I hobble about without it.  I take short jerky steps that remind me of my grandfather.  Side to side more than forward.  I did manage to navigate the grocery store with my family helping last Sun and then on Monday I did all of my Walmart shopping with my oldest taking care of me.  First time I have been in the stores and on my feet!  The Walmart trip was long and I ached when I was done, but I did it!  Ok, so I have a death grip on the cart, so sue me!   I go back to the doctor on Aug 1st.  I wonder if I will be getting nearer to physical therapy.  I hope so!

Cash, the big dog who caused the accident, is in a new and wonderful home.  He has 3 young kids to play with and 3 older boys to hang with.  They love him tons and he looks very happy.  The family has friended us on Facebook so that we can get a glimpse of him now and again.  I was nervous about giving him away but in the end I think we did right by him.  He never went to a kennel, he never spent a night not being loved and he got to take all of the things that were comfortable to him with him.

I will get this posted and try to write again next week to tell you how my next appt goes.  Stay cool!