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Good Saturday Morning - March 22nd. I’ve downgraded my initial self diagnosis to a level 1 sprain. No discoloration and I was able to bear weight on it without use of the cane yesterday afternoon despite the swelling.
After another evening in the zero gravity position on the bed most of the swelling is down and walking is pain free. I am holding good thoughts it remains so as there is a downtown event going on this weekend I want to attend. I just completed my second ‘air alphabet’ range of motion therapy. The letter’s “O” and “Q” were the hardest.
The opportunity to see, pet and feed a carrot to a camel was a result of a ‘Feed’ vendor being at the Business Showcase. I refrained if asking if Purina actually produced Camel-Chow.
But no, I didn’t ride the camel. The sprain resulted from trying to ‘walk and talk’ in dressy high heels. At the FairGrounds. Go head and ‘duh’ me. Knock yourself out. I didn’t envision we’d have to park in the back forty but am grateful it was end of the day not beginning.
ATF yesterday was much better and as Yolanda has given me a ‘pass’ on the ‘midnight munching’ ruling for the convalescent snacking until 3am I will now chalk up my fourth night in a row sans madness.
I’ve never hidden the fact that I have a dozen conversations going on in my head at any given time. When I sat off the security alarm at 2am this morning as I let Mushy go potty the conversation played like a sports commentary between Gifford and Meredith:
“Well, Don, there is an extra level of difficulty involved in this move. She’s still trying to get the residual chemicals of pain meds out of her system and just isn’t thinking very clearly.”
“Right you are, Frank. So here we see her limping up to the control panel and squinting to see the numeric pad to quiet the alarm. And THERE goes the house phone … more limping to reach it in time. Nope, missed it.”
“So, do you think she’ll get the cell phone in time to stop the security company from sending the police? Let’s watch..”
“She DOES. Whew, that was a close one. So she’s fully awake, Mushy’s back in the house. Doors locked, alarm reset. Like most things in this game, it all comes down to this next move. Will she get a good drink of water and just go back to bed? This is usually where it all falls apart for this veteran player of the Midnight Munching Madness.”
“She DID IT! The panel judges are smiling as they tally up their scores. I’m predicting 10’s all across the board…”
Yeah, I agree… lock me up, I’m nuts. But I went back to bed and didn’t detour into the kitchen. Yay me. Gold Medal. Stanley Cup. Game Ball.
Thank you for stopping to visit me. Wishing you a wonderful Saturday wherever you are today.
Bells
Diet Calendar Entries for 22 March 2014:
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1916 kcal
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Fat: 110.43g | Prot: 111.96g | Carb: 120.88g.
Breakfast: Boiled or Steamed Crayfish, Quaker Chewy Granola Bars - Chocolate Chip, Ritz Crackers - Fresh Stack, Gouda Cheese, Emerald Raw Almonds, Whole Milk, Spectrum Organic Virgin Coconut Oil, Coffee-Mate Sugar Free Hazelnut Liquid Coffee Creamer. Lunch: Smucker's Cherry Preserves, Smart Balance Omega Natural Peanut Butter, Pillsbury Grands! Biscuits - Flaky Layers Honey Butter, Mt. Olive Kosher Dill Pickles, StarKist Foods Chunk Light Tuna in Vegetable Oil, Hellmann's Mayonnaise with Extra Virgin Olive Oil. Snacks/Other: Bob's Red Mill Chia Seed, Cottage Cheese, Schwan's Whole Blueberries. more...
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