Recovery

I’m feeling slightly better, though my whole body is sore from all of the coughing. I wonder if it would be worth it to take a COVID test. Because yesterday I felt kind of like I did when I had COVID in 2022.

There was one day when I had COVID, where I couldn’t do anything but sleep, and that’s how I was yesterday. I was up a little bit, to help with the tree, but not without feeling dizzy.

I haven’t been boostered at all since the pandemic. Come to think of it, that’s pretty dangerous. My health is already compromised with obesity and high blood pressure. I am at high-risk for severity. I ought to get a test today.

The good news is, it feels like the worst of it is behind me. My throat no longer hurts. My head isn’t so congested. Just the body aches, runny nose, and coughing, now.

It stinks not being able to drink anything, though, right now, since I just ate.

The reason they want you to wait to drink until 30 minutes after eating is because when you eat, you’re getting all of these nutrients, but if you drink during or directly after your meal, you run the risk of flushing out all of the nutrients. To me, it sounds strange, but they’re the medical professionals, not me. So I defer to them.

Shane is hiding behind the tree, eating the pine needles. We know he does this, we know the needles are poisonous and make him vomit. Every year I worry about this. But getting the real tree is a tradition, and it’s my fault, since I’m the one who wanted a real tree in the first place.

I have to keep all of my plants and flowers in the bathroom with the door closed because he eats everything. He is easily the most laid back, gentle cat I’ve ever had, but probably not the brightest.

Not really, Shane, Mama loves you. I’d still vote for Shane for president rather than what we’re stuck with for the next four years.

Oh, you think I’m kidding? Sadly, I am not.

But I’m not going to get into it. That’s not what this blog is for.

Despite it being Thanksgiving week, and despite my not following my plan to the letter, and despite finishing off the apple pie yesterday, somehow, I have still managed to lose 0.4 from last week. So it’s not that I’m not losing weight, it’s just coming off very slowly. If I could get my calories down, I think I’d see some real results.

But I’m happy with the 0.4 loss for this week. This is the second hardest week of the year for me, and not only did I not gain, or even just maintain, I actually went down a teeny bit.

The hardest week of the year is, you guessed it, the last week of the year: Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, anniversary, New Year’s Eve. It’s what Pam Beasley from The Office would call the perfect storm.

Now that I’m not working, I have to be extra careful about my eating habits. It’s easier for me on unstructured days to become careless about tracking, snacking, too much coffee. I’m going to have to find a way to build structure into my days.

I was thinking that my “perfect storm” week would be my next project, but I’m getting ahead of myself. What I really need to focus on is the whole month of December, and how I’m going to keep myself out of the kitchen.

One word comes to mind: organize. Now I potentially have the time to do it. Of course, I can spend more time at the gym, too. So, also, exercise.

Speaking of the gym, I should get going. Yes, I think I’m well enough for working out today. Don’t worry, I will wear a mask, just in case.