My trainer kicked my ass yesterday. I had a guy come up to me afterward to tell me he had been watching, and was impressed that I made it through, since he didn’t think he could have. He was in really good shape, so that was a nice compliment. In case you were wondering, jumping rope is super hard. I used to do it all the time as a kid. Now…it’s not pretty. Holy fuck.
Tomorrow is chemo #3. I’m dreading it.
I had my third fill today. Everything is looking really good, and even though I’m sore right now, I like the results. The nurse said I will likely have my exchange surgery in May. I’m way excited.
I had a good day yesterday, and an even better night. I got to hang out with my awesome boyfriend. We had dinner, and then watched The Increasingly Poor Decisions of Todd Margaret. That show is really funny.
I want season 2 of The Most Popular Girls in School to start.
The new Tegan & Sara album is pretty good. It’s no So Jealous, but what is? I’m excited for the concert in March. I’ve been listening to them a lot lately, and rediscovering old songs. I love that. I cannot listen to So Jealous without being reminded of studying for the bar exam. I listened to it on repeat when I drove to Jefferson City to sit for the exam. It’s weird to think that was over six years ago.
My range of motion is almost back to what it was pre-surgery. This makes me very happy. I still have a difficult time opening jars and bottles, but I’m pleased with my overall progress.
Why are cherry sours so good? I cannot buy more of these. They are addicting.
I’m planning to spend the weekend in my comfy bed, watching movies, and eating all the things (because steroids are evil). I have a crap ton of horror movies in my Netflix instant queue, so I guess I will start there.
I AM SO TIRED. I need to start going to bed earlier.