I found a food that tastes wonderful! I've been making it for myself every night for dinner, it's that good. They're Camembert and Leek Tartlets. Little cheesy, oniony bundles of goodness in a filo shell. Love them!!
Boss guy stopped by my desk yesterday to let me know that he noticed in my Order Summary meeting last week that my speech has noticeably improved once again. Granted that was before the thrush got really bad. Even my sweetie has been having a hard time understanding me the past few days because my tongue is so swollen, mucking up my speech.
JBB has indeed signed up for the Dirty Girl Mud Run. Her post on Facebook made me tear up:
My first 5k, I was roped into because it ended on the field at Shea. I got roped into a half marathon with the promise of an awesome shiny medal, a tiara, and champagne. Last night, I was invited to do the dirty girl 5k, involving obstacles, trudging thru muddy water, etc. I wasn't sure... Then I saw my friend's submission form, with the words "cancer survivor" next to her name.
So.
I'm doing it.
So, in an effort to start gaining some upper body strength for this obstacle course. I once again did the P90X workout. Or I should say I did half of it. Which might have been a good way to go because I'm not nearly as sore as last time from doing a billion pushups and chinups!
Running is still going well. This Saturday is a 2.5 mile fun run that I signed up for. Scott is going to go with me to cheer me on. He also went to Fleet Feet yesterday and bought himself some decent running shoes and running duds. I sent him the NoBo workouts that I've been doing so that he can see if he has any interest in becoming a runner with me. How awesome would that be? Fingers crossed that he starts digging it.....
My coworker, Goto, in Japan got wind of my training to run. He sent me an e-mail that was both supportive and a bit worried. He wanted to make sure that I've okayed it with my doctor to be running long distances. He's afraid that because I have such a hard time eating, and running burns so much energy, that I'm going to fall down while running. I told him I would check in with Dr. K at my appointment this Friday and verify that I'm not doing anything stupid. I told him that it should count for something that both running and yoga have made me feel like I've been brought back from the dead after 5 full months of being absolutely sedentary!
And Friday is my appointment to get that birth control thing inserted under my skin. Finally. Let's just hope there are no adverse side effects. Actually, that's one of the questions I want to ask her. If the effects of this thing are over the top and are making my life miserable, how hard will it be to get it removed again??
Boss guy stopped at my desk again today. Hmmmm.....now that I'm thinking about it, he's been awfully chatty this week, wonder what's going on. Anyway. I was griping to him about my eye appointment yesterday. I'm getting bifocals. I'm not happy. He was telling me that his wife has been struggling with the age thing for the past year or so since she turned 40. I guess she's had Botox done a few times and is now talking about a face lift. I told him that's the one good thing about life doing its best to off me over the years. My poor body is so beat up that I'm not really bothered by wrinkles, or sun spots, or varicose veins, or gray hair, or whatever other vanity occurrences have been going on with aging. But when things start not working right, like my eyeballs, well, that's when the aging thing bothers me. I think life would be much better if we were all like Benjamin Button!
I read a somewhat depressing article in Reader's Digest recently: http://www.rd.com/health/conditions/how-to-beat-cancer-twice/ . On the bright side, I HAVE taken control of my health habits—diet, exercise, smoking, and alcohol consumption.
Okay, so this week I'm going to remove the sleeping problem from my list. I think I've been sleeping pretty well as of late. I'll wake up once or twice during the night but it's usually just a 5 minute wakeup instead of the 1-2 hour wakeup it used to be.
And once again I think the hair loss might be slowing down but I'm not taking it off the list until I'm sure.
No Improvements:
- Thrush won't go away
- No spit
- Bullfrog effect (I looked in the mirror. I think this has definitely gotten better. Still there, of course, but noticeably diminished now.)
- Garbled talking
- Partial taste buds
- Ongoing hair loss
On to the fun stuff!
Scott's surgery went well. I discovered that it's much harder being the healthy person than it is being the sick/injured person. I wanted so badly to bundle him up and take him someplace safe and let them operate on me in his place! I was really glad that he let me be his "person" though. Not that I had any control over what was going on but so long as I was next to him, I could watch to make sure they were treating him like the extra special person that he is.
Friday night was the big caving meeting. I had 22 newbies signed up and then the day of the meeting, all but 8 dropped out. I was pretty relieved because my house just isn't that big. I had ~20 people here when all was said and done and it worked out just fine. And I way overdid it on the food. My coworkers have been eating like kings for the past two days and they've been loving it!
Saturday night was the birthday party for Scott's coworker so I got to meet his cubby mates. They were a blast! They had me laughing hard enough that I had tears in my eyes at one point! And it was very sweet to see how much they care about him. His coworker Kevin told me how happy Scott's been for the past two months and that he feels it's due to me. Here's a pic of us at the party:
On the flip side of that, Scott came to QED today for a tour. I introduced him to my boss guy who told him "I was just talking to our Director of Finance and we were saying that we hope you stick around because it's obvious that you make Q happy and it makes life so much easier for us here at work when she's happy.". Ha!
And on that note, I'm off to bed. Wish me luck on my run this weekend!!
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