I felt a desire to post something... But I didn't know what to post.
Still, I'm going to post something. Even if its just random ramblings.
Today I felt pretty 'blah' and didn't both getting up out of bed until close to 10am. While I'd planned on walking to Rocket and back, but I had a Doctors Appt at 1:30 and since I'd started so late, and tend to rest for a while at the cafe, I knew it wouldn't work. Plus, it would be a waste of money.
Instead, I did some quick research and found a walk around Manito Park that sounded nice. It went around most of the sights and over to another park all together. Was supposed to be 2.4 miles, but when I added in a few other elements I think I added over a mile as well. Not that its a bad thing. More walking is good for me.
So, I walked, I took some photos and I enjoyed myself. Afterward I went to PitaPit for lunch and that was fairly wonderful too.
Up next was my Doctors Appt, which I have every three months. We talk over my anxiety, depression, and health. Over all, she says I seem to be doing pretty good. Which makes me happy.
Just before going home, I instead went to a park and read a book. One I discovered, I'd already read. I know because I skipped to the end and went 'Yep, I know it."
Took the book to a local Little Library and traded it out for something else.
I got home, made dinner [Turkey Taco's in a whole wheat shell.], we watched some Emergency and then, I put in Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit.
Not a bad day, if I do say so myself.
What about you? How was your day?
Kristy C
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Monday, September 28
Friday, September 25
Hmmm...
About a month ago, I felt a desire to lose weight. Again.
But this time was different, or has been, something. Anywho, I'm actually doing it. I checked out a book by Leslie Sansone and called 'Walk Away The Pounds'. Its a slow build up of walking, which can be done in the house.
So I started walking in the morning and before bed. It was small, 30 min mile. Then 25. Then 18. Then two miles. Then three.
Well, I haven't reached three just yet. But I'm close. And I've started watching what I eat more. It isn't easy, but I'm trying. More protein, less bad fat and carbs. Still not there yet, but I'm closer.
Also going to add in a few other elements to my work out. Like doing what I can from a Nike video set three times a week. Each is different.
On Monday, I decided I wanted to take a walk to a local cafe... Its a little over a mile and a half away. So, I did. Sat for an hour or so and then walked back. Tuesday I said 'I wanna do it again.' And was up, ready to walk, at 7am. Which is very weird, if you know me.
That led to 2 discoveries.
1, it is COLD at 7am.
2, I need to wash my walking pants more often, or buy workout leggings to wear under them, so I don't chafe.
By Wednesday, I was all owy and yesterday I didn't do as much walking as I wanted too.
But I still did it. :D
Today, I'm mall walking with Sandy and then getting a hair cut.
My main struggle isn't with the walking, its with the eating. I need to change and I'm struggling to do that. I see my doctor on Monday for my 3 month 'how are you doing' appt, and I'll try and remember to bring it up with her.
Kristy C
But this time was different, or has been, something. Anywho, I'm actually doing it. I checked out a book by Leslie Sansone and called 'Walk Away The Pounds'. Its a slow build up of walking, which can be done in the house.
So I started walking in the morning and before bed. It was small, 30 min mile. Then 25. Then 18. Then two miles. Then three.
Well, I haven't reached three just yet. But I'm close. And I've started watching what I eat more. It isn't easy, but I'm trying. More protein, less bad fat and carbs. Still not there yet, but I'm closer.
Also going to add in a few other elements to my work out. Like doing what I can from a Nike video set three times a week. Each is different.
On Monday, I decided I wanted to take a walk to a local cafe... Its a little over a mile and a half away. So, I did. Sat for an hour or so and then walked back. Tuesday I said 'I wanna do it again.' And was up, ready to walk, at 7am. Which is very weird, if you know me.
That led to 2 discoveries.
1, it is COLD at 7am.
2, I need to wash my walking pants more often, or buy workout leggings to wear under them, so I don't chafe.
By Wednesday, I was all owy and yesterday I didn't do as much walking as I wanted too.
But I still did it. :D
Today, I'm mall walking with Sandy and then getting a hair cut.
My main struggle isn't with the walking, its with the eating. I need to change and I'm struggling to do that. I see my doctor on Monday for my 3 month 'how are you doing' appt, and I'll try and remember to bring it up with her.
Kristy C
Wednesday, June 10
Hectic Live
In my last post I alluded to life being a bit over whelming for me lately. Let me explain why.
The 20th my dad texted me to come home, he needed me for something. When I got there, he said he was having some chest pains and wanted to go to the ER. He kept saying he thought it was heartburn, but the 'numbers', if you will, didn't add up.
Why? He described his left hand as feeling kinda numb and things like that. In the ER, they said that if he left, he would be doing so against doctors orders. Late the next day, he was moved to another hospital. Around the 24th, he was finally informed that he'd had a heart attack. It was bad enough that he'd have to stay in, but not so bad that he'd get emergency surgery.
On the 27th, he had triple bypass surgery.
Needless to say, I was a bundle of nerves during that whole time. Not to say I fell apart. Far from it. I managed to held up as best I could, when you consider that I was facing a possibility of losing my second parent, in less than five years.
June 1st, he came home. He's been weak and tires easily, but that's nothing new. They did cut him open in several places, stop his heart and stick tubes into him everywhere.
There have also been some money issues, and the WiFi at home is currently down. Being a WiFi addict, this is not good. I require daily does of it to survive. Thank god for Library's and Starbucks.
Anywho, that's where I'm at right now. Money is tight, but we're taking care of what we need over what we want. I try and get out of the house for a few hours every day, so I don't kill one of us. Even before the wifi went down.
We're surviving and doing the best we can right now. People out there have it worse than we do, and some have it better. For now, just doing what we can.
Kristy C
The 20th my dad texted me to come home, he needed me for something. When I got there, he said he was having some chest pains and wanted to go to the ER. He kept saying he thought it was heartburn, but the 'numbers', if you will, didn't add up.
Why? He described his left hand as feeling kinda numb and things like that. In the ER, they said that if he left, he would be doing so against doctors orders. Late the next day, he was moved to another hospital. Around the 24th, he was finally informed that he'd had a heart attack. It was bad enough that he'd have to stay in, but not so bad that he'd get emergency surgery.
On the 27th, he had triple bypass surgery.
Needless to say, I was a bundle of nerves during that whole time. Not to say I fell apart. Far from it. I managed to held up as best I could, when you consider that I was facing a possibility of losing my second parent, in less than five years.
June 1st, he came home. He's been weak and tires easily, but that's nothing new. They did cut him open in several places, stop his heart and stick tubes into him everywhere.
There have also been some money issues, and the WiFi at home is currently down. Being a WiFi addict, this is not good. I require daily does of it to survive. Thank god for Library's and Starbucks.
Anywho, that's where I'm at right now. Money is tight, but we're taking care of what we need over what we want. I try and get out of the house for a few hours every day, so I don't kill one of us. Even before the wifi went down.
We're surviving and doing the best we can right now. People out there have it worse than we do, and some have it better. For now, just doing what we can.
Kristy C
Thursday, February 5
Icky
So, I've got bad teeth. Not tons, but a few... Ok, between tons and a few.
Anywho, the problem is now in getting an appointment. Since they've opened up the medicare to just about anyone, it makes getting in much easier. For everyone. So now, I'm going to be calling about 7:30am every morning, trying to get in to see them... 6 weeks out.
I know the end result for my exam. They're gonna say 'crap, your teeth are in lousy shape.' and I'll say 'Yeah, I know. I have tried, but... Yeah, I know.' and then I'll start making appointments to get things yanked out, and partials built for me.
Kinda a crappy thing to look forward to at almost 33, but I'm not the only one out there... In fact, I'm sure I'm far from the minority here.
So, there ya have it. And to make things better, my teeth have been hurting the last few days. Yay me.
Kristy C
Anywho, the problem is now in getting an appointment. Since they've opened up the medicare to just about anyone, it makes getting in much easier. For everyone. So now, I'm going to be calling about 7:30am every morning, trying to get in to see them... 6 weeks out.
I know the end result for my exam. They're gonna say 'crap, your teeth are in lousy shape.' and I'll say 'Yeah, I know. I have tried, but... Yeah, I know.' and then I'll start making appointments to get things yanked out, and partials built for me.
Kinda a crappy thing to look forward to at almost 33, but I'm not the only one out there... In fact, I'm sure I'm far from the minority here.
So, there ya have it. And to make things better, my teeth have been hurting the last few days. Yay me.
Kristy C
Wednesday, October 22
Walking...
Its an easy thing to do, but for some reason hard to keep at. I've been told to spend 30 min a day being 'active', and this means working out in some fashion. Not 'go to a gym and spend hours there', but walk, ride a bike, swim... Something.
So, on Monday my friend and I went to the mall and walked 2 miles. WOO!!! Then yesterday, she wasn't up to it and I messed up and didn't do anything. Today, one of her kids stayed home and so she had to cancel again. I know I need to walk anyway, so I plan on it. Just sucks and isn't easy. Blargh.
But, I want to get better and this will freaking help.
>.> Doesn't help that one of my best friends got to complain that her hips hurt after the running and hills thing she did on Saturday. I thought not nice things about her. Still, she was excited and happy about my working out and my two miles.
Well, off I go to get my jaunt in.
Kristy C
So, on Monday my friend and I went to the mall and walked 2 miles. WOO!!! Then yesterday, she wasn't up to it and I messed up and didn't do anything. Today, one of her kids stayed home and so she had to cancel again. I know I need to walk anyway, so I plan on it. Just sucks and isn't easy. Blargh.
But, I want to get better and this will freaking help.
>.> Doesn't help that one of my best friends got to complain that her hips hurt after the running and hills thing she did on Saturday. I thought not nice things about her. Still, she was excited and happy about my working out and my two miles.
Well, off I go to get my jaunt in.
Kristy C
Tuesday, October 21
What does FINE mean?
Freaked Out Insecure Neurotic and Emotional
The line comes from The Italian Job, a good movie in my opinion.
But if you think about it, when you say 'I'm fine' 90% of the time, you're not. You are in fact one, if not all of those things.
You're freaked out over something going on in your life, most likely that you have little control over. Sure, you can study for a test, but what if you run out of time or skip a page by mistake and miss something big. There are elements you have to trust will happen. And that's just something you have some control over. Plenty of other things happen in our lives that we have no control over and its just a waiting game.
I've got 3 panels I'm speaking on at a Con this weekend. One on Friday, two on Saturday. While I'm thrilled to take this step [I HATE crowds and I HATE being the center of attention], I'm also freaking out because apart of me doesn't feel qualified to talk to people about being a writer.
On top of that, there's this award I'm up for. Yes, I know I've got an imagination. Trust me. But to be up for an award as someone who's used that imagination for the betterment of the city? When I look at the others nominated, I feel pretty small and not worthy.
Insecure... So, not only are you freaking out but with that comes the doubts that you're just not good enough. Interestingly, I covered those with Freaking Out pretty well. I think these two tend to go hand in hand when we say 'I'm fine.'
Neurotic... This ones harder to explain. I think the best part of the description of the word is 'unbalanced' and 'unstable'. And in this sense, its showing that you're not able to cope with changes well. Why is this bad? In an uncontrollable situation, changes happen and they happen fast. Which means when you're off kilter, they'll throw you into a tail spin and drag you down.
Last week my heart started acting weird and I had a lot of trouble sleeping. My reaction, since I was stressed over other things, was to not figure out how to try and calm down, but keep freaking out, nap a lot and finally end up in the ER, scared that something bad had happened too me. I was unbalanced and that first 'attack', knocked me for a loop.
Last we have, Emotional. This is the last element and for good reason. First two go hand in hand most of the time, freaking out brings out your insecurities. You're then unbalanced and unprepared for changes to happen. When those things take you to a breaking point, your emotions cut loose and you 'release' what should have been released when the person asked 'How are you?'
I'm not the best at sharing my emotions, but I try and do what I can. Its important to let go and let out what's messing you up. When I saw the nurse practitioner on Friday, her advice for helping was to exercise and get into counseling. Interestingly enough, I've received two different replies to that last bit of advice.
1: Its a load of crap. My idea of 'counseling' is a bottle of jack and my friends for a night. Drink and get it all out in the open. One costs hundreds of dollars, the other maybe $60. Same result.
2: Good, it's helpful and sometimes you need to share things with someone who's not going to judge you.
The NP said she sees it like an oil change. You perhaps go in weekly, biweekly or something for a while, but hopefully reach a place where you're only going in twice a year. Kinda like an oil change. And to me, that makes sense. While yeah, the first one isn't a bad idea and I do enjoy a good vent to a friend, its not the same as those times you share with a stranger and get what you REALLY want to say, out in the open.
Heck, I've shared more here with the world than I have at times with people I care about.
Now, I'm not saying I've managed to get past being FINE. I'm not. I still reply that when I don't want to deal just yet. And timing is important. But so is sharing. And sharing with someone who don't judge you, pass on what you said in 'confidence', or perhaps stop talking to you for what you say or any of those reasons why friends aren't always the best people to share with.
And there are plenty of people who fall into those categories. Some people talk with pastors/priests, others with bartenders. Strangers you share a table with at a coffee shop who seem willing to listen and not judge. Guidance counselors, advisors and many others fit into that category of someone you can talk too. I've even used a blog I never shared and kept my name off of to rant and vent about things I didn't feel I had someone to talk too about.
I understand peoples dislike for counseling. I've been there. We all think its like Frasier and how you secretly want to have sex with your mother, and it all starts with your childhood. But its not that. Or rather, its not ALL that. Sure, some are like that and some aren't. If it doesn't work, find someone else. You don't buy the first car you sit in, or marry the first person you date... Why stick with the first doctor you find?
^^ Thanks for listening. I hope to have gotten closer to seeing someone by now [as this was written Sunday night.] and will keep you updated a bit on things. Posts may be late this weekend, but I'm hoping to get a few preposts up this week.
Kristy C
The line comes from The Italian Job, a good movie in my opinion.
But if you think about it, when you say 'I'm fine' 90% of the time, you're not. You are in fact one, if not all of those things.
You're freaked out over something going on in your life, most likely that you have little control over. Sure, you can study for a test, but what if you run out of time or skip a page by mistake and miss something big. There are elements you have to trust will happen. And that's just something you have some control over. Plenty of other things happen in our lives that we have no control over and its just a waiting game.
I've got 3 panels I'm speaking on at a Con this weekend. One on Friday, two on Saturday. While I'm thrilled to take this step [I HATE crowds and I HATE being the center of attention], I'm also freaking out because apart of me doesn't feel qualified to talk to people about being a writer.
On top of that, there's this award I'm up for. Yes, I know I've got an imagination. Trust me. But to be up for an award as someone who's used that imagination for the betterment of the city? When I look at the others nominated, I feel pretty small and not worthy.
Insecure... So, not only are you freaking out but with that comes the doubts that you're just not good enough. Interestingly, I covered those with Freaking Out pretty well. I think these two tend to go hand in hand when we say 'I'm fine.'
Neurotic... This ones harder to explain. I think the best part of the description of the word is 'unbalanced' and 'unstable'. And in this sense, its showing that you're not able to cope with changes well. Why is this bad? In an uncontrollable situation, changes happen and they happen fast. Which means when you're off kilter, they'll throw you into a tail spin and drag you down.
Last week my heart started acting weird and I had a lot of trouble sleeping. My reaction, since I was stressed over other things, was to not figure out how to try and calm down, but keep freaking out, nap a lot and finally end up in the ER, scared that something bad had happened too me. I was unbalanced and that first 'attack', knocked me for a loop.
Last we have, Emotional. This is the last element and for good reason. First two go hand in hand most of the time, freaking out brings out your insecurities. You're then unbalanced and unprepared for changes to happen. When those things take you to a breaking point, your emotions cut loose and you 'release' what should have been released when the person asked 'How are you?'
I'm not the best at sharing my emotions, but I try and do what I can. Its important to let go and let out what's messing you up. When I saw the nurse practitioner on Friday, her advice for helping was to exercise and get into counseling. Interestingly enough, I've received two different replies to that last bit of advice.
1: Its a load of crap. My idea of 'counseling' is a bottle of jack and my friends for a night. Drink and get it all out in the open. One costs hundreds of dollars, the other maybe $60. Same result.
2: Good, it's helpful and sometimes you need to share things with someone who's not going to judge you.
The NP said she sees it like an oil change. You perhaps go in weekly, biweekly or something for a while, but hopefully reach a place where you're only going in twice a year. Kinda like an oil change. And to me, that makes sense. While yeah, the first one isn't a bad idea and I do enjoy a good vent to a friend, its not the same as those times you share with a stranger and get what you REALLY want to say, out in the open.
Heck, I've shared more here with the world than I have at times with people I care about.
Now, I'm not saying I've managed to get past being FINE. I'm not. I still reply that when I don't want to deal just yet. And timing is important. But so is sharing. And sharing with someone who don't judge you, pass on what you said in 'confidence', or perhaps stop talking to you for what you say or any of those reasons why friends aren't always the best people to share with.
And there are plenty of people who fall into those categories. Some people talk with pastors/priests, others with bartenders. Strangers you share a table with at a coffee shop who seem willing to listen and not judge. Guidance counselors, advisors and many others fit into that category of someone you can talk too. I've even used a blog I never shared and kept my name off of to rant and vent about things I didn't feel I had someone to talk too about.
I understand peoples dislike for counseling. I've been there. We all think its like Frasier and how you secretly want to have sex with your mother, and it all starts with your childhood. But its not that. Or rather, its not ALL that. Sure, some are like that and some aren't. If it doesn't work, find someone else. You don't buy the first car you sit in, or marry the first person you date... Why stick with the first doctor you find?
^^ Thanks for listening. I hope to have gotten closer to seeing someone by now [as this was written Sunday night.] and will keep you updated a bit on things. Posts may be late this weekend, but I'm hoping to get a few preposts up this week.
Kristy C
Thursday, October 16
What happens...
When you get too stressed? You can't sleep for two nights and end up at the ER getting EKG's, blood work and X-Ray's, because you're hearts racing at times and you're short of breath.
That happened last night. I actually bumped the post for today to tomorrow to post this.
Turns out, when you say 'My hearts acting funny' they don't mess around.
Not that they shouldn't take it seriously, but I have no idea what caused the anxiety spike in me, just that it spiked and I freaked out after two days of very little sleep, being constantly tired and my heart racing on and off.
So, lesson learned... Although, what to do next I'm not sure. A call to my doctor today is a big part of it all. Figuring out how to help my stress levels, another part. I don't want stress to break my body any more than it already has.
Kristy C
That happened last night. I actually bumped the post for today to tomorrow to post this.
Turns out, when you say 'My hearts acting funny' they don't mess around.
Not that they shouldn't take it seriously, but I have no idea what caused the anxiety spike in me, just that it spiked and I freaked out after two days of very little sleep, being constantly tired and my heart racing on and off.
So, lesson learned... Although, what to do next I'm not sure. A call to my doctor today is a big part of it all. Figuring out how to help my stress levels, another part. I don't want stress to break my body any more than it already has.
Kristy C
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