August 8, 2007

• starting over.

  this past week has been full of ups and downs, but what i’m pulling away from it all is: i am so blessed!

  i went to the doctor a few days ago for my foot; i have a ganglion cyst on my foot, which is quite painful; thankfully it’s benign, making it okay in my book.

  i am also, after over a year of suffering through trial treatment periods and overnight testing, being given the chronic sleeping medicine i need to control my insomnia and RLS. the first night was wonderful—i passed out and stayed asleep until my alarm went off. last night, however, my body fought the medicine for over 2 hours before i fell asleep. at one point, i was crying, because it was so painful (half of your body is screaming for rest, the other half is racing and won’t slow down). i’m hopeful that after i get back into an evening routine, it’ll resolve itself. otherwise, it’s back for more sleep testing.

  what else? sara’s back from vacation! we’ve set a few goals for ourselves, and i’m really confident that we’ll make them all happen. first and foremost, we’re going to do a true FUN girl’s night (with just the two of us) at least once every two weeks. second: we’re actually going to get up off our butts and work out. we’re going to the gym again (a huge feat for me; i’ll explain in a moment) and we both confident we’re going to end up where we want to be in a few months. plus, with each other here for support, we’re definitely gonna make this work.
  
  ok, now for the story. a few months back (think: january-february) i joined a gym. i went to the gym consistently for a few weeks before i had my first training session. went to said training session. explained that i didn’t want to be pushed, as i had bad knees (and a flare-up at the time) and just wanted to learn the equipment. well, the stupid trainer pushed me to the point that i literally fell down in the middle of the session (other things occured, but it doesn’t need to be addressed here; essentially he was horrible to me). i was laughed at, humiliated, and unable to walk for a few days afterwards. it scarred me, and i was unable to get myself to go back. people thought i was blowing it out of proportion, but i didn’t care. now, flash forward to this week: i went back in, talked to someone about it, and it turns out that the guy was FIRED, due to his lack of people skills. he wouldn’t LISTEN to his clients when they said the hurt. he didn’t care if you COULDN’T do something. one woman apparently went off on him and SLAPPED him in front of the entire gym. They PROFUSELY apologized, and set my mind at ease. I go in for my next session tomorrow night with Derek. wish me luck.

  in other news: my husband graduates in three days. he’s not walking, but that doesn’t matter. he’s done. finally. thank GOD. we’re having the family party next weekend, and while i was feeling unprepared before, i’m finally on the right track with it all now. it should be FABULOUS!

  my birthday is in a few weeks, as well… it’s looking like we’re getting close to getting enough people there for the discount; i’ll know better on the 10th. if you’re interested in going, please let me know!!

  otherwise, i’m just so excited to be married to the absolute best man in the entire world, i’m happy that my health is getting back on the right track, and my family and friends are beyond amazing.

  now, it’s back to the grindstone… the one thing i’m not 100% thrilled with anymore. work. LOL.

  Loves and AOT,
  –Jen

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