Progress report time! My intent is to log all my activity weekly until my 40th birthday, to keep myself motivated.
My tracking started on Sunday.
- PiYo x 1
- Country Heat x 2
- 14 miles of walking/jogging.
Not too shabby.
My diet has been on point all week. I’ve had Shakeology every morning. Oh and I’ve been on top of my meds, including my vitamins. Weigh in is on Wednesday.
I haven’t had any alcohol so far, but that’s likely to change tonight, because it’s date night. It’s all good though. Gotta find the balance.
As of Thursday, I’ll be done with my prednisone, and I’m scared about how my body will react. The plan is, however, to keep calories low during flares, and just go balls to the wall on activity whenever my body allows for it.
I’m walking around completely normally. No pain. No swelling. I feel like I could take over the fucking world. It’s all because of the steroids, which I can’t take long term. I hope my doc has a plan next month because I need some permanent relief. Right now, feeling like this, I realize just how awful I usually feel…and I’ve just gotten to the point where I think that’s normal. And that’s fucked up and unacceptable.
You know, if I could ever consistently feel good, I’d likely take over the fucking world. It’s not a lack of motivation on my part. I simply cannot get as much done as I’d like because of physical issues. It makes me sad, because I have so much potential. I could be so much more than this. Like this morning I have a horrible cold, which isn’t that big of a deal, but also my right thumb is swollen and extremely painful. I can barely open my med bottles. I had to cut open Jackson’s poptart wrapper because my hands were like NOPE. I wonder what my life would be like without these limitations.
I barely slept last night because I was so nervous about my medical appointment this morning, but it ended up going really well. I met with my rheumatologist for the first time in three years (I know! Yikes!) and she agreed to put me on a new med that is now available for my condition. So I’ll hopefully be starting that soon, assuming my labs and x-rays look okay. She also gave me a cortisone injection in my problem knee (ouch!) which should provide a few months of relief in the meantime. I’ve had good results with these previously.
The new drug sounds a little scary, but nothing is without the potential for side effects. I’m just grateful there is no cancer risk. Plus, one of the big side effects is weight loss. Um…count me in, please!
I’m icing my knee, per doctor’s orders, for what will hopefully be the last time for quite a while.
I’m so fucking relieved. I can’t even begin to describe it.