Let's recap, shall we?
Thursday I got up and went to the gym. Yay Me! I walked for 30 minutes at a 3-3.5 with an incline of 1. Then I walked 5 minutes at a 2.5 with an incline of 7. Burned 250 calories and felt great. I came home, ate lunch and went to the doctor. I'm progressing exactly as I should. I have a spot under my left foob that isn't healing, but it's ok. I have the lump above my left foob that isn't getting better; in fact he still thinks it's a blood clot because if it was inflamed tissue and fat it would have gone away by now. And my foobs are lopsided; lefty is hanging a little low. But, all of this will be cleared up in 4 weeks when I go in for my fake nipples; which shall be known as fipples from here on out. This surgery is about 2 hours in length and will be a same day surgery. It should happen 3 days after I'm scheduled to return to work full time.
After he doctor, I hung out in the area and waited for the Farmers Market to open. I got some German pretzels for Pete, some heirloom cherry tomatoes, basil bunch, heirloom colored beans, local sweet corn and local/single source honey. That honey? Oh My Gosh. Buckwheat, full flavor, nutty, intense honey. I've been putting it on everything and mixing it in everything I can think of. I'll definitely be going back for more.
Friday. Friday sucked. I used the heart rate monitor and a sports bra when I was at the gym. The ribs under my foobs felt like they were being poked all.the.time. I forget that they took parts of ky ribs out when they did surgery for blood supply. And that's the day I noticed lots of little ends of stitches poking out everywhere. I have about 5 of them between my foobs. They get caught on things and poke my skin. I was sore and ended up doing much of nothing.
Saturday a friend picked me up to take me to where Pete was camping with our motorcycle club. We left about 11 am and didn't get home until 8pm. I was exhausted, tired, sore and worn out. I loved being in public and with friends and getting out of the house. But it just knocked me out. I'm still tired today and I did nothing Sunday other than relax and rest.
Sunday I watched all 3 Toy Story movies. I'm 43 and I still love those movies!
Today? Monday? I'm a slug again. I have no energy and I'm just tired. I think being outside all day on Saturday got my allergies in high gear and my throat is sore. I'm still trying to recover physically. Mentally I want ot be back out in the community, doing things again. I want to head back to the gym and be active and start losing weight again.
I have high hopes for Tuesday....