We motor down the cove off Atlantic City on Saturday because the wind was 'on the nose' - the only direction you can't sail in. The waves were high enough to make our guests and cat seasick. I even felt 'not right' when I each time I went down below. I think my new medicine has something to do with that feeling. Normally, I don't get queasy.
Only 2 other boats from the club made it down for the raft up. But we had a great time. There was a ton of food and lots of Margeritas. I've moved my ticket back up to 110 lbs to account for all that I ate and drank over the weekend. Lots of 'bad' stuff like fried chicken, fried coconut shrimp, Buffalo wings, potato chips, lemon merange pie, 3 portions of extra fatty rib-eye steak, vegetables cooked in way too much oil, 2 big corn muffins.
The sail back on Sunday was smooth with no waves. It was hot enough that I wore my two piece and got a bit of a burn on my belly. Probably the last tanning opportunity of the season.
This afternoon, I go to the lawyer to discuss the situation with the private disability insurance. Then tomorrow, I go to my psychiatrist for a med check. I'm going to ask her to increase my new medicine again because I've been having visions again at night and some of them have been scary even though I know they're not really there. It's amazing to me what the brain can do and how various medicine have been found to counteract the issues.
DH finally got his medical insurance information and it said his start date was July 1st instead of September 1st, so we might get reinbursed for his emergency visit to the hospital for his broken collarbone and ribs. That's doubly good because they can't say 'pre-existing illness' when he gets surgery to put the plate in.
He says it no longer hurts him that much (however, he has a very high tolerance for pain). He likens it to having a pebble in his shoe - a real annoyance. Plus, it limits him from doing almost everything. He did get to steer the sailboat this weekend which made him happy.


They will come off.
You'll notice that there was also a wine bottle, and I was also using a coffee cup.... 




(That's coffee in my cup.)
and I dont get a period, but I still get PMS I think...I just dont know when. The problem is I am at a point in training where I can eat a lot and I have been eating crap and getting away with it and its starting to trigger bad food habits and cravings. 