Wednesday, June 10, 2009

2-F'ing-90

Tuesday I Woke up with my weird shoulder/neck ache again. I yoga-stretched all morning and even drank two bottles of water and it took until lunchtime to go away. That wiped me out, so I took a great nap during lunch. (Even woke myself up twice from snoring!)

Mike called the BostonScientific people yesterday. He was supposed to hear back from them sometime last week or this week. They told him that it would be "a couple of more weeks" before the call. Grrrrr.... At least I know I'll have someone to watch the boys for P.E. weekend now.

This morning (Wednesday) I woke up with super-mega cramps. What's the deal with all the pain this week?!

Having severe stress and panic issues again. Not going well with that. $ issues, of course, are #1. Family hating me is #2. Lauren's baby is #3. I don't want another early baby. No food or gas is #4.

Let's party. *sigh*

Lastly, before I went in to have my foot frozen on Thursday, they weighed me. 2-fucking-90. Holy god, I'm a mother fuckin' cow. No wonder I feel like shit all the time. I want to do something about. I have PLANS to do something about, but guess what?! It's all going to cost me $$$. Can't join a gym. Can't buy a bike (which I really really really want). Can't go on a specialize diet. I'm pretty sure I don't qualify for GB, and even if I did it still seems a bit extreme. I just don't know how to combat this.

I guess that's it for now. If I go on you'd want to kill yourself.

1 comment:

  1. Don't stress about my baby. And come get those damm roasts. BTW GB you'd prob qualify for. I have known smaller people who have qualified for it.

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