Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 231 lbs.

Well, I lived to blog or blab another day. Actually, I feel better today, no thanks to my ongoing stupidity as far as pushing myself goes. Yesterday, after writing about feeling so yucky, Tom and I decided to prepare for winter while it was still “nice” out, and spent 3 hours bringing all our lawn furniture and tools and stuff into the shed, and otherwise buttoning up the house. I felt really good about getting such a big project done, but not so good physically, before, during or after.

But, today I actually woke up feeling rather “normal” again, aside from my throbbing hips from what is probably arthiritis. Every once in a while they ache and throb, and now that I am off all arthiritis meds., I just put up with it until it eventual subsides, as it always eventually does. Before surgery, I had been on relefan (nambumetone) for several years for knee and other joint pain, but surprisingly, I have been able to be off this with very infrequent knee pain and am generally pretty free of most aches.

I’d like to say that my mood is less dark too, but this would be a stretch. For some reason, I remain grumpy, and can’t seem to get relief even from the things I used to like shopping (ala thrift, especially) or organizing and decorating. I am a huge fuss budget and usually thrill to things like catching up on projects, organizing and neatening up…but even these things are leaving me flat lately. Although I have derived some joy from putting up a few garage sale treasures, including some apple themed plates that I picked up for a song and that compliment our kitchen decor beautifully.

Ohtherwise, I really shouldn’t whine so, and in general, we are doing ok. Although this morning I went balistic when I saw that the bank quietly took back out the over $600 in charges that they had creditied back to us, after my card number had apparently been stolen in September. They never even sent us a letter or any notification that they have apparently determined against us, and of course, did this just prior to a 3 day weekend. I plan to give them holy hell on Tuesday, but in the mean time, I can feel my blood pressure rise every time I even think about this. M & T bank had screwed up and been a pain every step of this situation, and we now perceive THEM as the thief of our money. We have done everything asked of us every step of the way, including filing a police report, sending in the requisite forms completed to specs and while talking to a constumer service rep. to ensure accuracy, and calling nearly every day to f/u on each of the charges that came out of Montreal. I wonder if they will still insist that we somehow made these charges, especially as originally they concluded that Montreal was our near neighbor to the west, rather than Toronto!

No one has asked us to do anything like produce work records to prove that we were local and not like 7 hours away that day, or anything else remotely investigative, as far as we can tell. All they have done is quietly reverse the charges back to us, with no explaination or forewarning.

Would YOU want to hear from me on Tuesday!? Off Paxil and baited for bear?! If I don’t have a stroke from rage before then!

Well, today’s blog had little to do with bariatrics and I apologize. I will report my diet to ensure that there is something related to this today, even though clearly ones life even after surgery, isn’t always focused on weight, health, diet or self in this way.

Today, I ate half a turkey and cheese sandwich (on whole wheat) while my friend Zoe was visiting this morning. She had Ritz crackers leftover from our labor day picnic, toast and some jelly. She weighs like 2 pounds, and although not exactly healthy, can eat whatever the heck she wants.

Later I ate some peanuts in the shell, and some cheese slices. Tonight I think I will finish my sandwich. Tom and I did actually go grocery shopping, but mostly bought deli meats and cheeses, and still are creatively challanged when it comes to preparing and emphasizing good food.

I’ll try to grab a banana or an apple for good measure. I haven’t even mentioned a single veggie, have I?

Where’s Gordon Ramsey when you need him?!

Oh well, tomorrow is the casino buffet with friends Barb and Rick, and like usual, I guess we’ll have to rely on a restaurant to nourish us better than I can (do).