As far as workouts go, I am right on point. I haven't missed a single one. Not last week when I was sick and my nose was running nonstop. Not the week before when I had to take my youngest to urgent care immediately after getting home from work, then go get the prescription then head home and try to get dinner on the table. It meant a 7 am workout yesterday. I am running farther and faster as well as lifting more. I am kicking ass.
My diet, is a little more of a struggle. I knew it would be. Food is my vice. My drug of choice. I am doing okay, but not adhering to the guidelines quite as strictly as I should. I know this is going to come back and bite me. I tell myself I need to tighten up my diet, but I find myself craving salty snacks and having a difficult time telling myself "no". This is odd for me, because sweets have always been my weak point, but I haven't touched the kids Halloween candy and really haven't even been tempted too. I want Cheeze-its, and pretzels and popcorn.
I weigh myself and take my measurements again on Friday, day 28. I am curious to see what they will be. Still moving in a positive direction hopefully, but probably not so drastic as the first time. I checked my thigh measurement three times that first time because I couldn't believe that they had shrunk by so much in such a short period of time.
I have my follow up appointment with my specialist on Nov. 26th. I am hoping the 17 viles of blood I had drawn will provide some answers. He told me that I am fortunate to have discovered this Lupus Anticoagulant. Many people don't until they have had a heart attack or a stroke. It is hard for me to be happy about that because I had to lose my baby to find out. I guess he is my little angel. He, quite possibly, saved my life. What a conflicting set of emotions. I am grateful to be here and able bodied, but I am still heartbroken over losing Henry, especially as my due date approaches.
Thanks everyone for all of the support thus far! I will keep you posted on my progress. :)
