So a couple of ups and downs through the last few days! Haven't gotten to post recently; every time I get all prepped and start typing stuff out, something happens and needs attention and I can't bear to post halfhearted things.
Still haven't been back to the gym (boooooooooo on me), but in a surprise turn of events...I actually lost more weight! I'm down to 264 now, starting from 269 about 10 days ago. I have no doubt that a bunch of that is just water weight but I've been 50% better about my food and have been meal planning my lunches. Made myself a stack of tupperware lunches full of rice, baked fajita chicken, black beans, corn and bell peppers/onions. Delicious, mostly healthy, and very filling. My breakfasts and dinner still leave plenty to be desired but I'm just tackling it all one step at a time. I also downloaded an app called Plant Nanny that encourages you to "feed" your baby plant with cups of water (that you're supposed to be drinking) through the day. The plant gets sad or happy and even grows or dies based on how much you drink. Definitely succeeding at guilt-tripping me into being good with my water.
Work is picking up steam. I'm at a plasma donation center now, and between being short-staffed/desperately needing more medical staff and more donors coming in for upcoming holiday money, my training is getting pushed faster and faster. It'll actually be done and I'll be signed off completely in the next couple of weeks, but my trainer is making sure I'm scheduled alongside at least one of my trainers so I'll always have someone there to ask if I need help. I like this job so much more than any of the other ones I've had a nurse so far...I don't regret working at those other places because I got plenty of skill-practice in that I won't need at my current job, but it's just so much *better* here.
My anxiety and depression are sort of leveling off, I think. Now that my insurance is about to start at work I'll be able to afford to go see my primary care doctor (who wasn't on my last insurance plan) and possibly a mental health specialist. I keep thinking that I'll be able to "tough it out" if I wait long enough, that I don't *really* need medicine or treatment, that I can do it on my own, it's not a big deal...then I stop and play the scenario out in my head but as Nurse-Me listening to Patient-Me. In my head, I tell Patient Me that it's perfectly fine to not be able to handle it on my own, that that's what doctors and psychiatrists and psychologists and counselors are for, that I don't have to go on medicine but that it may be an option to try just for a little while, that maybe I just need to talk to someone who can help me work through it, that this is normal, that I don't have to force myself to do it on my own. I tell myself to first and foremost to be *kind* myself and give myself a break.
Laurie: You're absolutely right! It's a life-long commitment and something is better than nothing at all. I think that's been the hardest adjustment for me and I'm trying to do it differently. Little changes and no more excuses.
Mandy: Your baby is so adorable! Congrats on getting your product out there.
Diane: Hope relaxing gets some of that soreness out!
Y'all are so inspiring! Always making good choices, posting here, never giving up.