Random Tuesday stuff
May. 31st, 2011 06:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenay- New radio alarm clock actually work me up because it was tuned to a station rather than being quietly fuzzy noise.
- It was nice to hear a weather forecast that wasn't "rain, fog, drizzle". Today is sunny, bright and gorgeous.
- It's Humira day again. That came around fast.
- It took me by surprise so there was a mad scramble over the weekend to get the Humira ordered in time. I picked it up last night so I'm all ready. I now have a reminder set up to make sure that I order it with a bit more time.
- I've promised myself an evil chocolately treat tonight afterwards, provided I don't fluff the injection and give myself another big bruise.
- While I can do the injection with no big fuss, it's nice to have a routine that involves a treat so that I can look forward to it rather than putting it off all evening.
- Right now, the routine is work-out, spot of housework, supper, Humira straight after supper and then an evening of veging plus a treat.
- This routine may change when Mum is here. We'll have to see how things work out.
- I'm feeling very proud of myself: I'm managing to only weigh myself once a week now. I'd been getting a bit obsessive so now I'm pulling back. After all, I probably only need to monitor things every day when I'm mid-flare and losing a couple of pounds a day.
- My weight seems to be stabilising at around 6 pound below what it was before I got sick in January. I'm quite OK with this, although Mum may not be happy. My BMI is still in the healthy range, I like the flatter tummy (I think that's from exercising as much as weight loss) and I really need to finish replacing my trousers with stuff that fits because it looks like I won't be fitting into the bigger sizes again.
- I think my slight relaxation around weight, work-outs (I missed yesterday's and didn't freak out) and food is because I'm off the prednisone and am no longer worried about gaining a ton from it. Phew!
- Mum arrives in less than three weeks. I may be starting to panic slightly. Is the house clean enough? Will she make me cut out a ton of stuff in my diet to be healthier? (She has a total thing about sodium and fat, of which I eat more than her but still rather less than the RDA) Will I have time to do the healthy stuff that I've been doing?
- Will Kate abandon me completely again or will she occasionally consent to a cuddle with me??
- Last year, my daily routine was turned upside down in part my the renovations and in part by Mum being there and wanting to do things like sit and drink tea when I got home from work. I'm too polite to say no, so I managed maybe four work-outs in the entire six months plus some of my weekly yoga classes. It wasn't enough.
- This year, it's going to be different. I love Mum, but I need to exercise regularly and have time to relax at the weekends rather than running around like a headless chicken and my sleep levels are important.
- Oh god, she's not even here yet and I'm whining about my mother. Someone distract me with something shiny, OK?
- It was nice to hear a weather forecast that wasn't "rain, fog, drizzle". Today is sunny, bright and gorgeous.
- It's Humira day again. That came around fast.
- It took me by surprise so there was a mad scramble over the weekend to get the Humira ordered in time. I picked it up last night so I'm all ready. I now have a reminder set up to make sure that I order it with a bit more time.
- I've promised myself an evil chocolately treat tonight afterwards, provided I don't fluff the injection and give myself another big bruise.
- While I can do the injection with no big fuss, it's nice to have a routine that involves a treat so that I can look forward to it rather than putting it off all evening.
- Right now, the routine is work-out, spot of housework, supper, Humira straight after supper and then an evening of veging plus a treat.
- This routine may change when Mum is here. We'll have to see how things work out.
- I'm feeling very proud of myself: I'm managing to only weigh myself once a week now. I'd been getting a bit obsessive so now I'm pulling back. After all, I probably only need to monitor things every day when I'm mid-flare and losing a couple of pounds a day.
- My weight seems to be stabilising at around 6 pound below what it was before I got sick in January. I'm quite OK with this, although Mum may not be happy. My BMI is still in the healthy range, I like the flatter tummy (I think that's from exercising as much as weight loss) and I really need to finish replacing my trousers with stuff that fits because it looks like I won't be fitting into the bigger sizes again.
- I think my slight relaxation around weight, work-outs (I missed yesterday's and didn't freak out) and food is because I'm off the prednisone and am no longer worried about gaining a ton from it. Phew!
- Mum arrives in less than three weeks. I may be starting to panic slightly. Is the house clean enough? Will she make me cut out a ton of stuff in my diet to be healthier? (She has a total thing about sodium and fat, of which I eat more than her but still rather less than the RDA) Will I have time to do the healthy stuff that I've been doing?
- Will Kate abandon me completely again or will she occasionally consent to a cuddle with me??
- Last year, my daily routine was turned upside down in part my the renovations and in part by Mum being there and wanting to do things like sit and drink tea when I got home from work. I'm too polite to say no, so I managed maybe four work-outs in the entire six months plus some of my weekly yoga classes. It wasn't enough.
- This year, it's going to be different. I love Mum, but I need to exercise regularly and have time to relax at the weekends rather than running around like a headless chicken and my sleep levels are important.
- Oh god, she's not even here yet and I'm whining about my mother. Someone distract me with something shiny, OK?
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Date: 2011-06-02 04:52 pm (UTC)Yeah, if she was doing all the cooking anyway last time and thinks you can't be trusted to manage your own diet, I can see where the problems arise. How much might you be able to use your lunches to compensate for the dinners she'd be trying to feed you? Or I suppose joint menus, with some dishes of your choosing and some of your mother's -- though I can see how hard it could be to get her to along with this if she's used to having both the parent-to-child "moral authority" and the power of actually doing the cooking to set the entire menu herself. You both hate separate cooking, but it could be useful as a tactic if she refuses to negotiate -- find yourself confronted with a totally unsuitable meal and simply head into the kitchen to prepare your own. (An inevitable scene ensues -- but if you're more stubborn than she is, and if she sees her meals for you going untouched, while your meals for yourself are much less unhealthy than she'd been in the habit of thinking your own cooking for yourself would be, she might capitulate and start compromising on joint menus.)