Friday, September 18, 2009

A week on .....

and I'm still feeling fantastic.

I just can't believe the energy I have. I'm quite stunned, but in a good way.

Normally mid afternoon I start to flag and slowly go down hill from there. But this week I get home from work and I'm bursting to go. I'm catching up on little jobs here and there and last night I got stuck into Josh's room, sorting through all the toys that are broken and missing bits, stripping his bedding and wiping the walls. I feel great.

I'm also sleeping a damn sight better. Not waking during the night. I'm feeling normal again. The thing is that I really didn't know I wasn't normal.

I'm sitting here at my desk and looking out at the beautiful day. I can't wait to get home and kickstart this weekend. I also want to kickstart my weight loss again. I've had a trip down memory lane and gone back to ready my blog in the beginning. It's made for some interesting reading. And it's been quite enlightening.

This is my first profile photo on my first blog. I like this photo because my face is thinner, my arms are thinner and my frame is smaller. This was me when I first met Mr T. This is what I want again.

So time to turn this blog back into a weight loss blog. I'm in a happy place right now so time to make those endorphins work. Time to start that healthy life. Timing is great. The days are getting longer and warmer and it's time to shake out of that winter hibernation. It all begins with the first step - and I've just taken it.

In other news. Lucas arrived home on Wednesday. It feels so good having him here. He is just the most placid laid back baby you can imagine. He's not daunted in the slightest with his celebrity status. In fact I think we might be a bit boring to him, as yawns and stretches and throws his arm behind his and chills out. Not a care in the world. I can't believe how big he is. He had his first bath yesterday. That didn't faze him either.

So I shall leave you now.... with a few more photos and will be back soon

Monday, September 14, 2009

Emerging from my nightmare ....

Before I continue this has nothing to do with Lucas. He is doing super. In fact we’re hoping he’s being transferred home today which I can’t wait for.

Nope, this is all about me.

It took till last week for me to realise I have been unwell for a very long time. My difficulties with breathing and finding out that I had asthma was a shock but thought that now I was on ventolin everything would all be good again. Wrong.

I’ve lacked energy for quite some time and it really irks me – so last weekend I pushed myself to stack the firewood in the garage and get some real exercise. It took me a while and I was puffing a bit but I did it. Unfortunately I stirred up quite a lot of dust – combined with all the pollen around at the moment. Our deck, vehicles, outdoor furniture are thick yellow with pollen at the moment.

So I started with the hayfever symptoms, followed by a harsh cough and then waking up three to four times during the night not being able to breathe. That is the most terrifying feeling. I got real bad, real fast. Thursday morning I was in tears, I’d had enough. Breathless, wheezy and exhausted. One of the girls from work drove me to the Doctor’s, which is two doors up the road. I couldn’t even walk that far. They put me straight on the nebuliser which gave me some relief. When my Doctor saw me she was a bit surprised and said that this had come out of left field. (she was on holiday last time I went and ended up seeing a locum). Anyway she said we’re going to shut this asthma down now. I think I felt instant relief just hearing her say that. So she put me on some steroids which she said would make me feel a lot better in 4 – 6 hours. I also have preventalin (sp) which I am going to have to take every single day and night from here on. Unfortunately things didn’t happen the way they were suppose to. I had another real bad night and the medication certainly wasn’t working for me.

So back again to the Doctors the next day. She was quite surprised and said the asthma was quite aggressive and didn’t want to let go of me. So she said we had to be aggressive too. So up goes my meds. A bit more time on the nebuliser and I was starting to get a little bit of relief. I was sent home and they phoned me every couple of hours to see how I was doing. I had a bit of an improvement so they were happy enough. I just had strict instructions that if it didn’t get better over the weekend then I had to go to ER. The plan was for the next few days it had to all be about ME. Plenty of rest.

Well I’m pleased to say that just after lunch on Saturday everything kicked in. I had this amazing amount of energy that I couldn’t keep still. I started wiping down walls and skirting boards and light switches. I felt super great. I actually had to make myself stop so I didn’t overdo it.

I guess this is when it hit me that I couldn’t really remember the last time I felt this good. I’ve felt sluggish for such a long time but I put it down to being unfit. But now that I’m breathing properly again I know now that it’s been deteriorating for some time.

So now that I’m on the mend again I look back on last week and take the positives from it all.

I know what’s wrong with me and it can be controlled.
I will feel 100% better.
I will have more energy. More energy means more moving. More moving means faster metabolism.
I’m motivated to get off my chuff and start walking.
I won’t get so tired so fast now.

So I feel like I’ve turned a corner. Not only health wise, but healthy living wise. This is just all added incentive for me to keep on going and lose this extra weight. I’m actually starting to inspire myself.

Not quite out of the woods yet. The coughing I've had has been "violent" to say the least and I've strained my muscles in my stomach and my back and it's very painful. But with plenty of fluids and honey and lozenges and decongestants I hope to get on top of this real soon.

I've also put on 500gms. I blame Mr T's cooking.

Sorry for the long post. But I needed to get this down for my own record and besides I haven't blogged for awhile, so it is catch up time.

I'll leave you with a photo of Lucas and his Dad.

Ciao for now ..

Friday, September 4, 2009

a friday funny ....

It's Friday!!!!! Yipee!!!!

It actually looks like it's going to be a decent weekend too. I get to stay home this weekend and do some pottering and catching up on a few weeds.

Everything is still going well for me. The scales are still the same but I've noticed the looseness in my clothes and that's a great feeling.

I'm so loving this time of the year. Finally it's slowly getting warmer and the days are getting longer. No more driving home with my car lights on. All my spring bulbs are out and the smell of cut grass is heaven to me.

There's so many things to look forward to now.

Lower power bills.
Barbecues & salads
Less clothes
Long days

And so much more.

The hibernation period is over. Doesn't everything feel so much better when the sun is shining.

Lucas is still doing well. He had a wee set back the other day and ended up back on the CPAT (oxygen). His poor wee heart started racing a bit too much. In too much of a hurry, just like his Dad. He calmed down pretty quickly. He's still gaining weight so everyone is happy. In fact he reached the weight he had to be to come home but because of this setback they're going to keep him in Waikato a bit longer.

So that's the news at the moment. Have to finish a pile of work which will hopefully make the rest of the day go fast.

So I'll say Ciao and leave you with this funny .....

Have a good weekend everyone.

The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialled the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper.

' Hello ? '

'Is your daddy home?' he asked.

' Yes ,' whispered the small voice.
May I talk with him?'

The child whispered, ' No ..'

Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, 'Is your Mummy there?' ' Yes '

'May I talk with her?' Again the small voice whispered, ' No '

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, 'Is anybody else there?'

' Yes , ' whispered the child, ' a policeman . '

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, 'May I speak with the policeman?'

' No, he's busy , ' whispered the child.

'Busy doing what?'

' Talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman , ' came the whispered answer.

Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, 'What is that noise?'

' A helicopter ' answered the whispering voice.

'What is going on there?' demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered,

' The search team just landed a helicopter '

Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, 'What are they searching for?'

Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...

' ME . '

Happy . . .

Life is great, things are going way better than expected ( I hope I don't bloody jinx it)  we are good, we are happy, we are relaxed....