Ditching the Crutches!

I am so thrilled because for the first time in two and a half weeks I can walk (sort of) without crutches! If you didn’t read my latest, I recently tore my calf muscle. For the full and entertaining story, click here: Finding Humor in Injury. This week, I sported better compression socks and have been heating my leg regularly, both of which have led to a speedier progression out of this hell hole. By the way, that hell hole is both metaphorical and actual, as all my stuff strewn about me on the couch made it appear to be a literal hell hole as well. Unfortunately I didn’t get a full shot of the mess, but you can see a bit of it below behind Benji, and he looks super cute as well.

As I reflected upon the last two and a half weeks, there have been some really humorous outcomes to share. For example, I discovered Grub Hub, as my injury is basically a license not to cook. I know I’m late to the party on this one and thankfully too because I would have done far more damage during the pandemic. If you aren’t familiar, you can basically get a complete meal for your entire family from a nearby restaurant of your choice delivered straight to your door within 20-30 minutes. Or you can happily get secret snacks for you! If you recall from my New Year’s resolution post Happy New Year! I am supposed to be watching what I eat. I wasn’t doing badly and had dropped about 15 pounds. Don’t be too congratulatory, it’s the same 15 pounds I always drop and inevitably put back on, but nonetheless it was gone for a short time. I suspect however that once I can stand on the scale again without falling right back off, the chickens will come to roost. (I had to look this one up because I don’t use this expression that often. Apparently the chickens come home to roost. So I was a bit off on their exact location, but basically those bitches are coming back fast and furious, and I’ll be chunky all over again)

Today was a great example. Through our recent move to New Jersey, we have discovered Playa Bowls, which began in Belmar NJ and apparently has 140 locations nationwide. I hope they have one near you because they are awesome! http://www.playabowls.com. Their bowls are made of all sorts of healthy stuff like chia pudding and fruit. The only issue is that I also end up getting peanut butter and nutella added so, probably a wash in the end. And even though I have my exciting, newfound mobility today, I am still somewhat limited. For example, let’s review the aforementioned hell hole on my couch. I was able to collect and sort all my essential belongings, but I needed to put them all in bags so that other people could carry them up the stairs for me. This methodology was not only for my own safety but also for my family’s quality of life, becuase I inevitably would somehow fall back down the stairs and end up once aggain in the hospital. No one wants to keep going down that road.

Because I sometimes have a bad habit of not including all of my family members in the food ordering, I assessed the current situation. My son will be doing his own thing so he won’t need in and I don’t think he’s into the bowls anyway. I believe my husband secretly thinks this whole food delivery thing is a slippery slope but he’s trying to keep his mouth shut because he knows the consequences with messing with me in a hungry and somewhat inconvenienced state. So I facetime my accomplice (daughter) across the house because I know she’ll be into it and she’ll get our food from the door and bring it to me when it arrives. I’m super comfy in my blanket and wouldn’t want to inconvenience the dog sleeping next to me.

After making fun of me because my face is super red from writing at the computer too long, she agrees to the plan. I am happy to say the bowls arrived safely and I have the sustenance I need to keep moving! I probably should take all that energy and shower.

So while on the mend, I still have a long road in front of me. First to phsyical therapy, then back to the constant struggle of eating like an asshole and then trying to develop better habits to counteract it. But today I had something to celebrate! While I’m told by my Noom coach that I’m supposed to change my celebrating habits from eating and drinking to some kind of group yoga session, I figure it’s all about balance. Cheers to a new day on my own two feet!