My new compression sleeve arrived. It is so much nicer than the other one. It’s more comfortable, and by far cuter. I think I will order another one.
I stumbled upon this entry earlier, and it made me all teary.
Starting tomorrow, I am committing to getting into better shape. I’m hoping to squeeze in a run during my lunch break. It’s supposed to be 72 degrees and sunny. The Forest Park running trail is calling my name.
I read an amazing book yesterday called Speak, about a freshman girl’s struggle after being raped. I highly recommend it. I cried, of course. (#17!)
I scheduled my fat grafting surgery for 4/16. That makes me feel a little less guilty about all the crap I’ve eaten this weekend. My doctor needs the fat! I’m actually doing her a favor. 🙂
My nose piercing isn’t healing very well and I am bummed. I’m hoping that tea tree oil, emu oil, and sea salt soaks will be effective. Scar tissue is building up, and I’m worried I’m going to have to remove it.
My Sunday night anxiety has surfaced. I took some Xanax and now I shall read until I fall asleep. Next up: The Martian by Andy Weir.
