Swimming right along
So far so good. I've been swimming four times this last week, so the pattern is established. Now, I'll have a bit of a pause for this last chemo tomorrow, and then the motto will be 'lose weight Lizzie'.
As my London doc, Toni Toszeghi opined in 1991, when I went to visit him the last time, and he pulled out my records from 1964(!) "You were 15% overweight then too.", I have never been a skinny girl, but my current weight is ridiculous. I take comfort in the fact that it's probably a lot of water from all the steroids I've received recently, but who am I kidding.
Ever since I started this chemo horror, I have been indulging in food I haven't touched in years, hence the 7kg weight gain. Now that's about 15 pounds among friends, so you can see I am not beating the drum for nothing. But, respite is in sight.
On Mondy I had morning tea with Julius, a friend of my cousin Andras who lives in Hungary, and we have agreed that he and his partner will help me break in the bicycle Andras bought me over a year ago in the vain hope that I would shed the kilos. My excuse then was a bum knee. But as many of you know, I have had bum knees before and always bounced back from the walking stick, so I did this time too. So, there really is no excuse, and I am determined to get a waist again before I get to be 70! So, you heard it first here. Remind me mercilessly if my resolve slackens!
OK, so this is all a lot of horsemanure. What is really going on, you ask. Well, this time the blue day stretched into 3 blue days. I guess this upcoming chemo being the last one, there is now the uncertainty of the radiation, so I've been pretty listless since Monday. I can hardly wait for tomorrow, for the chemo to be over. It's just been too long and too horrible! And then I've still got 6 more weeks of daily radiation to look forward to (scratching my head). They say it's not as bad as the chemo. Well, that's a blessing – I guess!
As my London doc, Toni Toszeghi opined in 1991, when I went to visit him the last time, and he pulled out my records from 1964(!) "You were 15% overweight then too.", I have never been a skinny girl, but my current weight is ridiculous. I take comfort in the fact that it's probably a lot of water from all the steroids I've received recently, but who am I kidding.
Ever since I started this chemo horror, I have been indulging in food I haven't touched in years, hence the 7kg weight gain. Now that's about 15 pounds among friends, so you can see I am not beating the drum for nothing. But, respite is in sight.
On Mondy I had morning tea with Julius, a friend of my cousin Andras who lives in Hungary, and we have agreed that he and his partner will help me break in the bicycle Andras bought me over a year ago in the vain hope that I would shed the kilos. My excuse then was a bum knee. But as many of you know, I have had bum knees before and always bounced back from the walking stick, so I did this time too. So, there really is no excuse, and I am determined to get a waist again before I get to be 70! So, you heard it first here. Remind me mercilessly if my resolve slackens!
OK, so this is all a lot of horsemanure. What is really going on, you ask. Well, this time the blue day stretched into 3 blue days. I guess this upcoming chemo being the last one, there is now the uncertainty of the radiation, so I've been pretty listless since Monday. I can hardly wait for tomorrow, for the chemo to be over. It's just been too long and too horrible! And then I've still got 6 more weeks of daily radiation to look forward to (scratching my head). They say it's not as bad as the chemo. Well, that's a blessing – I guess!
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