I remember I was so confident last month about treating myself medically. But you know, it all worked out. Had I not done so, and went to the specialist to spend tons of money, I would have never ran into my regular doctor who ran all those tests for me anyway. See, it worked.
While yesterday I wasn't happy to hear everything was okay, today I feel much better. While Gary and I were saying our nightly prayers, I realized I should be happy I'm healthy. So this morning, I gave prayers of thanks for being blessed with a healthy body. And now I just feel wonderful about it all. Knowing my body is healthy is a huge blessing...even if it had to take years of tests! I feel confident, peaceful, happy, and blessed.
My doctor wants to see me again in 4 months, just to retest everything. Hormones can be crazy; one week they can show normal levels, the next they can be crazy. That's why it's important to have updates. Gary expressed he was a bit overwhelmed with my doctor visits, but I hugged and kissed him, and thanked him for being supportive anyway. Besides, I told him, I'm healthy, which means no reason to keep going back.
Our next goal is to figure out what to do next considering children. As for now, I have a goal to lose weight, be healthy, and feel better about myself. In fact, I'm interested in starting a new program. This includes eating plant-based proteins. The first 2 weeks will be a usual detox; 2 plant-protein shakes per day, followed by a regular meal for dinner (and healthy snacks in between). Most people who have done that have lost 20 lbs just in the first 2 weeks. After, their diet focuses on eating more vegetables and protein...plant protein, not animal. The difference includes saturated fats that come with animal protein, making it harder to digest. This doesn't mean I'm putting off meat. This just means I'm cutting way back. We'll see how this goes. This is a good way to "cleanse and rejuvenate" the body. I'm looking forward to it. I will also have to get off my lazy butt and exercise more. I like yoga, I'll do yoga. I should also do my Wii games.
In other news, as some of you know, Gary and I had a bit of a splurge for ourselves last night. Okay, not complete splurge. I know I mentioned we should save our money more, especially when it comes to my health and fertility, but we already had money planned for something like this. We went furniture shopping.
We spent a couple of days looking around, and ended up at the same place we bought our bed. Simply Discount Furniture, in Saugus. They have a huge warehouse of furniture, really well priced. They even have a giant clearance section in a completely different room. And I mean big! And since the store is moving/closing, there was a sale going on at the same time. We browsed and browsed, until we found something we knew would fit very well inside our apartment. A new sofa! It's a sectional sofa, but it works so perfectly. We have a good sense of space and vision when it comes to buying furniture; even color and style. So, behold, our new addition:
It fits so well in our cute little apartment:
It's sooo comfy and relaxing! I spent all morning reading my magazines on there. I'm like Grannie when it comes to magazine reading; seriously.
Someone else claimed it. A well deserved nap indeed.
I'm still sore as heck from moving it last night. Quite sore. The first part, which was the sofa itself, was horrible. It started with me going backwards up the stairs, but Gary was pushing way too quickly, he almost knocked me over. When I told him to slow the heck down, he made us switch places. This was by placing it the best we could on the railing, while we traded. However, since I'm a weakling, and because the way it was positioned on the railing, I couldn't push at all. I used every muscle possible to push. It was sad because it didn't do much, and Gary kept saying, "Emilee, just push it already!" Uh, my muscles were about to rip out. So he had to do most of the work himself to get it up, but I tried my hardest, dangit, lol. Finally we got it up, and slid it into the apartment. We put the old couch outside for now.
The second part I was dreading as well. When I was able to get a grip on it, we carried it to the stairs. On the way, I felt it slipping, and with my weak puny muscles shaking as it was, I told Gary I needed to reposition. Heck, I said a little prayer that we would make it up without any accidents or injuries. Just as I finished my little prayer, and man and a woman stepped out of their apartment; dressed nicely might I add, as if they were going on a date; and when I was sure it was going to fall, man to the rescue! He immediately jumped in my place, and he and Gary struggled their way to get the thing up the stairs. He also helped push it inside for us. We thanked him several times for his help, and he nodded politely and went his way. See, Heavenly Father does answer prayers. Haha. At this point, Gary took a breather, then made me a deal. Since he had to do the work on the second part of the couch, he said he was going to run to the comic book store, and while he was there, asked if I would unwrap the sectional (it was wrapped in layers of plastic and cardboard), and set it up. No problem! I was looking forward to that part. So, I set up the couch, cleaned up the apartment, threw away the mess of boxes and plastic (unfortunately I had to take away a piece of Dexter's heart since these boxes galore were paradise), and made the place look nice. Gary came home, we showered, then crashed. That was fun; and I'm super sore.
Anyway, that's the updates.
Oh yeah, and I did something awesome yesterday. For Gary's lunches, I trade off between giving him carrot slices and apple slices for a snack. Anyway, yesterday morning, I decided to use our giant cheese grater to slice his apples. It had a large crinkle-cut slicer, which I was planning on using. For future reference, slippery apples don't work well. Now, TMI warning: I was pressing down to slice the apple, and whattaya know; it slipped. Next thing I knew, I lifted my hand to find that my thumb collided with slicer...crinkle-cut slicer might I add. It looked pretty awesome, I admit. Gross, but awesome. I said, "Hmm, I do believe that wasn't supposed to happen." I had to throw away that part of the apple, because well, you can guess why. I headed to the bathroom to clean up, and Gary noticed, then saying, "Um, how about I make my lunches for now on, to keep you from killing yourself?" Totally sexy story, huh? But, I'm fine. I cleaned it up, wrapped it up, and all is well. It bothered me all day yesterday, but today it's okay. I can't bend my thumb at all, and it's uncomfortable with minor pain, but it's not serious. No stitches or anything needed. So that was my cool story of Emilee's clumsy adventures for the day.
I suppose I should go now. I have terms to study, things to shop for, and a mini to paint. Later!
The second part I was dreading as well. When I was able to get a grip on it, we carried it to the stairs. On the way, I felt it slipping, and with my weak puny muscles shaking as it was, I told Gary I needed to reposition. Heck, I said a little prayer that we would make it up without any accidents or injuries. Just as I finished my little prayer, and man and a woman stepped out of their apartment; dressed nicely might I add, as if they were going on a date; and when I was sure it was going to fall, man to the rescue! He immediately jumped in my place, and he and Gary struggled their way to get the thing up the stairs. He also helped push it inside for us. We thanked him several times for his help, and he nodded politely and went his way. See, Heavenly Father does answer prayers. Haha. At this point, Gary took a breather, then made me a deal. Since he had to do the work on the second part of the couch, he said he was going to run to the comic book store, and while he was there, asked if I would unwrap the sectional (it was wrapped in layers of plastic and cardboard), and set it up. No problem! I was looking forward to that part. So, I set up the couch, cleaned up the apartment, threw away the mess of boxes and plastic (unfortunately I had to take away a piece of Dexter's heart since these boxes galore were paradise), and made the place look nice. Gary came home, we showered, then crashed. That was fun; and I'm super sore.
Anyway, that's the updates.
Oh yeah, and I did something awesome yesterday. For Gary's lunches, I trade off between giving him carrot slices and apple slices for a snack. Anyway, yesterday morning, I decided to use our giant cheese grater to slice his apples. It had a large crinkle-cut slicer, which I was planning on using. For future reference, slippery apples don't work well. Now, TMI warning: I was pressing down to slice the apple, and whattaya know; it slipped. Next thing I knew, I lifted my hand to find that my thumb collided with slicer...crinkle-cut slicer might I add. It looked pretty awesome, I admit. Gross, but awesome. I said, "Hmm, I do believe that wasn't supposed to happen." I had to throw away that part of the apple, because well, you can guess why. I headed to the bathroom to clean up, and Gary noticed, then saying, "Um, how about I make my lunches for now on, to keep you from killing yourself?" Totally sexy story, huh? But, I'm fine. I cleaned it up, wrapped it up, and all is well. It bothered me all day yesterday, but today it's okay. I can't bend my thumb at all, and it's uncomfortable with minor pain, but it's not serious. No stitches or anything needed. So that was my cool story of Emilee's clumsy adventures for the day.
I suppose I should go now. I have terms to study, things to shop for, and a mini to paint. Later!
2 comments:
Love your new couch!
That couch is so beautiful! It looks so nice in your apartment too. Slicing your thumb off doesn't sound so fun though... ouchy!!! I would have started crying LOL. Hope it heals quickly!!!
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