The good news is that I am staying on plan and got in all the exercise for the week, as usual. I also feel like the weight has started to come off again (finally). Clothes are so much looser ....
"Feel" I've lost weight? What's up with that? Ah, there is the bad news part.
I had an accident yesterday and we thought I broke my right leg. This time, the trip to the ER was for me. When hubby got me to the ER, they had to roll a gurney out for me, because I couldn't even bend to sit in a wheelchair. Hubby and a nurse had to help me out of the backseat and onto a stretcher.
As it turns out, I did not break the leg, but the ortho said it would've been better had I done so. As I told Allan, the Ortho said he's seen car crash victims with less damage. Not something I wanted to hear. In bracing for the impact, I also hurt my left arm, likely in the roll after impact, who knows, but I can't raise the arm over my head, and I'm told not to lift anything with it.
So, how did this happen?
It was something as uninteresting as slipping on a patch of ice I didn't even see, on a hill on the shady side of the road, coming back from my walk.
So much for my New Year's resolution to get in regular exercise. That is now shelved, and I'm not happy about that. I can't even walk myself to the bathroom, and I'm on a wonderful painkiller. The pain, however, is always there, at least for now. I am told it will be a few days of extreme discomfort yet. "Extreme discomfort" is another term for pretty intense pain, as I am finding out.
I can stick to the diet, but clearly it will be a long time before I'm able to follow the exercise plan. I have crutches, but can't even comfortably use them yet. I'm also not able to stand on my own power, so no official scale reads for a while.
I'm still sticking to the Phase IV diet plan, but I'm hoping Allan takes pity on me and still sends me the weekly packet, including the exercise routine. Eventually, I'll be over this, and can start the exercise again.
Just as I thought I was done with doctors, hey?
The knee took the biggest hit, and I can't believe I didn't splinter a bone somewhere. They took several x-rays yesterday, but the bones were okay. (The ER doc said the bones were about the only thing to escape damage.) Ouch. Lots of soft tissue trauma.
And my clothes were so loose yesterday, I thought I'd get on the scale today and be able to report a good 5-lb loss or something. Phooey.
Well, I still have my tape measure, so until I'm able to stand again, I'll have to rely on that as a measure of my progress, just not today. I can't move anything today. My poor hubby can't even have the flu in peace. I'm backing off the water intake a little bit (just a little bit), to conserve trips to the bathroom, since I can't get there unaided, and hubby is sick in bed. You'd be amazed at how quickly the body adjusts to the increased hydration, because now that I've backed off of it a little bit today, I cannot get over how THIRSTY I feel. Good thing the pain meds make me not care too much. LOL
I am hoping this is the last weird thing we have to deal with for a while. I'm tired of all the bad stuff lately. A Green Bay Packer win this afternoon would go a long way toward making me feel better though ...