So my vacation, which was not a vacation is over. This past Monday was my first day back to work and I gotta tell you – it was hard to get out of bed that morning. It was a little awkward going at first but after a couple of hours I was back in the groove.
After months of being confined to the house (except for dr. visits) walking throughout the day proved to be a challenge. I have to adjust to getting out and about without being totally out of breath or without being in pain. By the time Thursday came, I was starting to get that all too familiar feeling in my heel….and it wasn’t good. Today I am chilling at home with the hopes that by staying off my foot this weekend some of the pain will subside. I go back to my doctor on Tuesday. He wants to see how my foot is doing after one week of being at work.
Pray for me folks.
I know that it has been awhile since my last post but I have ben kinda busy for the past few weeks. My foot was healing according to schedule and then one day I decided to buy some flip flops with arch support. I wore them for only 2 days and it was like walking on golf balls. It seemed like right after wearing the shoes, my tendon started feeling sore again. I’m supposed to be going back to work the first week of April but feel like I may have set myself back some. When I went to physical therapy they told me that I didn’t tear my tendon again but I did irritate it so…..back to weekly physical therapy sessions (ugh). I only have a couple of weeks left and back to work I go. April will make 5 months of my being home. I can only pray that my heel finally takes a turn for the better for good!
There has been some good things happening though. I have changed my eating habits drastically and it has been for the better! Cutting back on sugar and oh! Ezekiel Bread. Has anyone heard of it? I am in loveeee with this bread. It is made from sprouted grains such as brown rice and legumes (just to name a couple), is naturally gluten free and vegan. I am finally realizing that “clean” eating is the best thing we can do for our bodies and although I am still struggling with my weight, I am on the right track. I’m giving peri-menopause all the credit for preventing me from losing a significant amount of weight but it’s okay though because, I am not giving up.
Armed with a new knowledge of food and by having Weight Watchers on my side, things can only go up from here, right?
Baking gives me a psychological satisfaction that I cannot explain. I went to culinary school to expand my knowledge of baking. My youngest sister and I did the program together and I have to say, it was one of the best experiences that I have had in my life. I felt such a feeling of accomplishment. The problem was that after doing the program it made me realize that being a Pastry Chef was NOT something that I wanted to do. You are on your feet for hours, the pay is not that great in the beginning and you work practically 7 days a week. I love to bake but when it becomes a job, I don’t love it so much anymore. I have baked goodies for friends and coworkers for the holidays, birthdays and have had rave reviews but even selling pastries just during the holidays, has also proven to be very stressful.
Being at home re-cooperating from my injury has brought my love of baking back. I have been baking all kinds of concoctions since being home. What I like to do is find a recipe, follow it exactly and then make it again but this time, make it my own by changing something about it. I am always looking for ways to create new things in the food arena. Here are just a few:
This is my last semester of college and in May, 2016 (please God) I will have my BS in Psychology! Yayyyy! Did I mention my 30+ year journey on achieving this glorious moment? It has has been a hard and very long struggle. As I type these words my eyes are welling up with tears because I never thought I would see the day where I am in my last semester of school. I know what you may be thinking – all this time and you’re only getting your Undergrad degree?? Yes, the struggle is real folks but with all the lumps and bumps in the road, I am so proud of myself. I love to learn but hate school so I’m not sure if I will pursue my Masters or not. But now, I have another dilemma.
I have been in the secretarial/administrative field forever. My first job as a secretary was when I was 14 years old. I got the job through a summer youth program and have been working ever since. I had great typing skills. In high school I always got A’s and A+ for my ability to type 80+ words a minute. I was destined to be a secretary! A lot of people look down on secretaries but I loved being a secretary but just like anything else in life – being secretary has run its course. I am ready for a career change. But what? I have so many interests. That’s where I am at right now. I never realized how much my life would change until I hit 40. I am 51 years old now but in my mind, I am still 25 years old. See the problem?
Are you at a crossroad in your life where you want to make a career change, life change or maybe even an attitude change? Leave a comment below.
New York took a beating this weekend. We got over 25 inches of snow this weekend! Am I the only one who looks out the window like a little kid, giggling with every inch that accumulates? I cannot explain the feeling I get as the snow falls to the ground. It is almost as if a hush comes over the city and all is calm. Ahh, if it could only be like this all the time (not the snow but the calmness). It is at this time that my “little kid” comes back and I embracing it all. But then…the day after.
The calm that was in the air the night before is one. Now, all I hear are the loud, scraping sounds of shovels being brought down with huge force, slinging the snow onto the street. Snow that was as white as a cotton ball just the day before is now yellow stained and brown from dogs using the snow as its personal restroom. Ugh. My mood has totally changed. Oh well, I’m alive, right? We didn’t lose our electricity so that was a blessing. There were a lot of folks who were not as fortunate. I guess this kind of like seasonal depression.
Do the seasons affect you? If so, how? I would like to hear about it.
Yesterday started off pretty good. I was in a good mood, watched a couple of shows on TV, did some homework. Yeah, it was pretty good. But then, I got some bad news. I found that a co-worker/friend of mine passed away from battling a long illness. Sigh..Whatever good vibes I felt earlier that day were gone.
We all know that food can be the root of all evil when you’re upset or depressed, and especially if you are an emotional eater like I am. Emotional eating is dangerous and can sneak up on you without you realizing it. I’ve actually been doing pretty good dealing with it by focusing on other things. But today, I just said the heck with it. Today was gonna be a brownie kind of day today. No, it won’t bring my friend back but just for a few minutes, it made me feel better.
RIP my friend. You are in pain no more…..
Don’t get me wrong. I am appreciative of every day that I am alive but, 2015 really did me in physically. Sciatica became a name I have become all too familiar with, not to mention I tore a tendon in my heel (ouch).
Sciatica is a pain that affects the large nerve extending from the lower back down the back of each leg. In my case the pain shot down the right side of my lower back, down to my butt and down to my calf. When I got hit with it, it was crippling. It is THE worst back pain that I have ever experienced in my life. What made it extra scary was the fact that I had never heard of it so I didn’t know what it entailed. Let me tell you – I now know what it entails! It took 3 hard months for me to finally feel about 80% better. I am not complaining.
As for my foot, it is still a work in progress. It takes a long time for your tendon to heal. Every time I take 3 steps forward in getting exercise in my daily routine, something happens to me where it puts me 5 steps back. But, as always I dust myself off (that’s my friend’s famous line) and get back on track. I am going into 2016 hoping that I can continue on my journey to good health like I was doing before I got hit with all the pain.
Wish me luck….