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ugh...where to begin. I've had bronchitis for about a week, got my antibiotic the other day and have been taking it. I'm still short of breath but it's not the SAME wheezing short of breath that comes with bronchitis, its that old familiar sob that comes with chf. I've had no shortness of breath due to my chf in ages. I've been good with taking my water pill, but what I haven't been doing is watching what I've been eating. I've been pretty bad. So last night, I wake with this gurgling wheeze....I knew I didn't take my water pill since tuesday morning, and well I ate like a pig tuesday, tuesday night, wednesday afternoon...etc. I sit up, catch my breath, check my legs (edema), and it's pretty bad, nothing I haven't seen before but bad. This gurgling wheeze was something COMPLETELY new though. All the time I had the cardiomyopathy while pregnant, and the chf while recovering from my c-section and ppcm, my lungs NEVER had fluid in them. I was coughing water and I was terrified. So rather than couple an anxiety attack along with my sob and my gurgle...I took my water pills, doubled up because i missed a dose, went and laid on the couch recliner with my head elevated so I could breathe, and waited to have to pee every 30 minutes..which started about an hour after i took the pills. (FUN NIGHT). So after about 2 hours of solid sleep and a bagillion trips to the potty,I wake and my edema is much better, and my gurgle...is pretty much gone. Scared the crap out of me...but it's a reality check. Stop eating like a pig, and make a fucking cardiologist appointment dammit. I hate ailments. :( Current Mood: tired
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The gentleman and I are done. I'm sad but I know the guy's so confused and really I don't need someone like that in my life. To think I sat there while he had me on this rollercoaster from hell because I care about him and felt this strong connection to him. I basically let him sort out his stuff at my expense. I sat there and tried to tell him not to tell me he loves me until he's sure he doesn't want to see other people, knowing that in his situation, he should want to see other people. What does he do? Tells me he loves me and days later, takes it back....says we moved too fast and he DOES want to see other people. We have so much in common and so many things about us are alike, we just seemed like we fit. I felt so comfortable in his arms, and i KNOW it was mutual. He's got to see what else is out there, and while I understand that, I don't appreciate the rollercoaster. It doesn't make it hurt and less that he wants to see other people when I thought we were so into each other. He was telling me he could see us being serious, that he doesn't think he's going to find someone else with a connection to him like we have. I understnad the need to look, but it kills me when I'm standing in front of him just trying to make him happy, in spite of all the fucked up things he said to me. Last night was an issue. He told me there's really very little he'd change about me...and that little thing is my weight. This made me wonder if this is why he can't commit to me. I'm sure alot of it has to do with the way his wife left him. This devastated me last night and we talked and things got heated and i got a bit nasty. We agree to see each other today, fool around. He's got a date tomorrow, and we got to discussing that and last night. Ended up breaking up and leaving him in the room. I feel terrible but at the same time don't. He said he doesn't think we can see each other anymore bc i want something serious and he doesn't. WELL, good luck finding what we had...or better. psh. I was thinking I needed to wait before dating again...but I'm not feeling so weepy and miserable so I think I'm going to try and make plans. I've got 2 on okc that are interested so we'll see what happens. :) Current Mood: optimistic
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I'm sick. I'm tired. I don't like people. I ate too much today. I can't stop coughing. I can't sleep. No one's around. Just me and my friend Misery. Ick. Current Mood: exhausted
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I'm so congested this morning it's not even funny....my head is killing me.
In reading some of my past entries...I've found it motivational. Back to when I first found weight watchers and how mastering it made me feel...and seeing the results. I want that feeling again. I want to be on top of my game again....I want to feel really good about myself again....so today....my unofficial start. I probably won't get to a meeting till the weekend, but I know what I weigh, and it's ugly. I know what my diet has consisted of, and it's nasty. This morning, I made a big change, well a few changes. Gave up my morning iced tea and butter on my muffin, and I went back to egg whites, rather than whole eggs. Lunch - pasta - WHOLE GRAIN pasta. I hate the stuff, but i'm drowning it in sauce and part skim ricotta. (for 2 points!). Dinner...well mom is making corned beef and cabbage. Will NOT touch the cabbage, but I will be careful with the corned beef, and really watch my portions.
I know I can do this. I've done it. I can do it again. :)
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