This week of weight loss has been a real test of my endurance. It seems as though this is the week that I'm bloating really easily. I lost over a pound only to gain almost a pound back making my total weight lost for the week only 0.6 lb. I'm cranky.
I have several things that could be the cause of this happening. First off my schedule has been hectic. Yesterday I didn't even get me time. I had a last minute appointment with the chaplain sprung on me when my spouse came home for lunch. Okay great I get ten minutes to change out of sweat pants and paint my face. Not fun.
Secondly with the birth control part of the IVF meds I am not going to get a period for quite some time. The packs are taken piggy back. I read through the side effects and one of which really stood out was bloating due to increased sodium retention. Great just what I need since I'm already prone to sodium bloat with my high blood pressure. There is no way in Hades I can cut back on my sodium more since I'm already down to 1000 mg a day or less. I guess I'll just have to deal with my weight see-sawing.
Third, I haven't had time for my regular exercise routine with my spouse being home. I guess he is thinking that with him now being home from his recent short deployment that I again need to cater to him. Um, no. Keeping the house clean is only easy if I get some cooperation.
My Fibromyalgia book states quite clearly, and I've read it to my husband several times; If you dirty it you clean it, If you take it out you put it back, If you make the mess you clean it up. Those rules apply to all household members not just the housewife that doesn't work outside the home. Nor should I be expected at this point in time to take care of anyone else but myself in my pursuit of trying to get pregnant and get healthy. Someone needs a good swift kick in the pants of reality if he thinks I have nothing better to do than to cater to him.
Oh we've been "discussing" the issues of late. I think we've got a good idea of where we need to work on them. I don't like someone sabotaging my diet and exercise plan. He's been home a week and that's exactly what he's done.
On a different note, today I have my IVF seminar. My husband and I will learn what we are supposed to know about our IVF cycle and how to give me the injections the proper way. Oh great does this mean we are going to experiment on me today? Just what I need a sore butt, stomach and arms. All I know is that we both have to stop by the pharmacy first before the seminar according to instructions. Good thing I don't fear needles!
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