Sat 28 Feb 2009
* Gag *
Posted by cindy under Goals , Health & Body , Mental States , Work Crap at 1:12 am[5] Comments
Ugh, I am nauseated to an extreme from konking out early in the spare room and having a fitful, restless sleep haunted by conversations that never happened. *choke* You’d think people could just shake this stuff off, but I’ve so far been unable. So I thought I’d blog.
Work: We’re now engaged in a 3-4 week civil jury trial on a product liability case. The female plaintiff is suing the manufacturer of a pallet jack machine (kind of like one of those lawnmowers you can ride on, only it lifts pallets instead of cuts grass. You’ve probably seen one at Costco.) for taking off her feet. (You think YOU’ve had a bad day at work…least you got to keep your feet!)
Home: Mr. W is a defiant patient. He can’t sit still, doesn’t want to, and has been in an unfriendly mood due to the side effects of his medication. I was directed to tell him a story a judge in the building told me this morning, about just why patients are ordered not to exert themselves after a stent is put into a heart artery. Apparently, a new stent that hasn’t incorporated itself properly into the body yet can dislodge with strenuous exercise and “torpedo” into the heart. Instant death. Mr. W’s response: “Don’t tell me stuff like that! I was going to go back to the gym in a couple of weeks regardless of what the doctor said!” *sigh*
Dodo: Adorable. Furry. Perfect.
Me: Exhausted by day, insomniac by night. I’ve been aiming for a 9pm bedtime as in my short-term goals, but it feels like there is just not enough time in the evenings to get anything done! I’m usually able to be in bed by 9:30ish, but sleep doesn’t come just because I’m horizontal. I have been able to get out of bed by 6ish. Anticipation of a long drive in my great car listening to great stuff coming out of my speakers helps a lot. I’ve lost a couple of pounds on the scale, which really isn’t the goal, but I’ve also dropped some fraction of a percent in body fat, so I’m okay with that. (Yeah, my boobs are shrinking. Oh well.) I’ve managed to hit the gym every lunchtime this week except for today, when I had to work through lunch due to case complications. I hope to get in a long (3+ mile) jog this weekend to make up for it. I wish I had the iPod tuned up, but I’ll deal.
My iPod is probably 50% of my motivation to exercise. I cannot live without it.
I really hope Mr. W doesn’t have to get “scared” into doing what is right. It’s just too risky. It doesn’t sound like talking to professionals helps either, or hearing stories from friends. All you can do is send him positive thoughts.
Sorry about the insomnia. I was up until 1:30 am too.
I usually have trouble falling asleep, but I have dozed even without wanting two the past two nights. Granted, both times it was after midnight….
I empathize with Mr. W. I can’t imagine the restlessness….
Congrats on the % loss, and accept that 9:30 is early enough. 🙂
I hope you have a wonderful weekend in SoCal. It is rainy and cool here.
Flat Coke – You’re right, an iPod mixture can make or break a workout.
You’d think a heart attack, even a mild one, would be scary enough! I think his issue is that he doesn’t want to get fat.
jericho – My blog has missed your comments! You and Flat Coke’s bedtime would be about 9-10p my time, so I guess we’re all getting to bed together. Hmm.
Speaking of % loss…I stepped on the scale this morning and the numbers didn’t register in my head for a moment because I couldn’t make sense of them — they were not what I’d expected to see. I’m now under the next 10s on the weight scale, and only 0.4% away from goal! I actually jumped up and down like Rocky, and I am not ashamed of that.
P.S. Sunny SoCal is sunny. 80s today.
I end up getting to sleep at mmmmm.. around 4:00am sometimes. So you’re better off than I am! 🙂
And wow… how does a pallet jack machine cut off your feet! Yipes. Mr. W should take it easy!
But you don’t even get out of bed in the mornings till, like, 11am! =P
I don’t know how a pallet jack cuts off feet. We haven’t gotten into the case yet, we’re still in jury selection. I’m considering not even listening to the facts cuz I think it’ll gross me out. If I accidentally hear something, I’ll pass it on. Yech.