If only I could lose weight and tone my body by thinking about the workouts rather than go through with them. I’ve started going back to a gym but the problem is that I’m not going as often as I’d like. I would’ve loved to go 5 days a week or hell 3 days a week.
Unfortunately, I wake up in the morning feeling exhausted and not wanting to pack my gym bag so I decide not to go today, but tomorrow I will definitely go to the gym. It works for a few days and instead I end up going to the gym twice a week instead of the amount of times I really want to.
Every day I listen to some music I dance like crazy in my head, I imagine the work-outs and the dance-outs but when it comes to actually doing them I’m too lazy to get off the couch or even my chair. Do any of you feel the same way?
I want to lose a ton of weight but I am too lazy and I’m an emotional eater to go through the process. I would decide at the end of the day that tomorrow I won’t emotionally eat but in the end I find myself ordering that heavy creamy pasta and drinking tons of soda. I really need to improve my willpower. I miss my younger body, my older body now can not even be used for spare parts because its rundown!
Excuse me while I run a marathon in my head, because in reality going up two flights of stairs will have me huffing and puffing like crazy :P
Warning: The following post includes a lot of information regarding the surgery I had recently, it might be too much information but I felt the need to disclose most of it, feel free to ask questions as I have left a few things vague.
Today (Monday) marked the 5th week anniversary of the day I went in to have surgery, I have been out of the hospital now for around 4 weeks and a half and recovering quite nicely. I went through a really weird and tough experience but the insane amount of love and support from my family was what made me stronger and aim to recover faster. It wasn’t an easy ride/journey but them being around meant the world to me. I was on the fence as to write about what I had to deal with the past few weeks and well I found that I would prefer to share my experience than keep it hidden as if it was a shameful secret.
I’ve been out of the hospital for a day now and slowly on the road recuperating but I thought it would be best to record my thoughts and experience down just to revisit it one day in the future, and since I enjoyed the “oranges” reference I will continue using it and elaborate a little more on the condition so let’s start telling the story.
Monday Morning February 18th 5:30AM
I woke up early that day, I had to be at the hospital an hour before surgery which was supposed to take place at 8:00 AM but since the hospital is located in Jabriya and it’s a school day usually the streets are crowded I woke up earlier and my sister F dropped me off at around 6:30 AM and waited until I went into surgery.
In just a short nine hours (time sure does fly by when you don’t really want it to doesn’t it?) I will be lying on an operating room table with all my weaknesses exposed not to mention highly drugged out and out of it underneath a scalpel to cut out all the bad parts of my being. You see not that I can divulge exactly what is wrong with me but we have discovered an orange tree growing inside me (not really but go with it) and this tree has laid 4 large oranges which are squishing my insides and thus they need to be removed. In order to do so I will be having a laporatomy (open tummy surgery) where the doctor will remove the oranges which I have cleverly named: Banana, Apple, Peach, and Plum and restore the natural ways of my internals.
To say that I am nervous is an understatement, as with all surgeries and this being my absolute first one has the case of the nerves, where you just can’t sit still, the butterflies seem to have your stomache in knots and on top of the existing pain you already experience you get to experience that as well. I am looking forward to the relaxing medication that I will be given but not the IV injection site; I will be looking forward to the high anesthesia but not really the aftermath of waking up groggy with it; I will be looking forward to being painless for a while but the seeing a part of me which has been cut open; I will be looking forward to a new experience but still dreading it.
I simply ask for your well wishes, for your bearing with me since I will be out of the scene for the next few days/weeks depending on how fast I recover and hope you are still around when I’m out (I make it sound as if I’m going to jail :P) Laughter is always the best medicine but please limit it since it will be painful to laugh, which is simply why I’m overdosing on it.
Hopefully it’s nothing too serious, it will all clear up after the surgery and I will be back bouncing off the walls as crazy as ever! I’ve got my trusty electronics ready for when I’m out of surgery filled up with shows I haven’t seen and books I haven’t read! I will miss the outside world for a while but oh well, at least I get to hibernate like a normal bear and not have to worry much.
Here is to coming back stronger than ever, healthier than ever, and definitely skinnier than ever (this is like the hardest diet ever LOL losing weight because of pain hehe awesome stuff!) Loves you all and toodles!
You know how there is a saying that bad news always comes in threes? Three bad things will happen to break the evilness surrounding a home or whatever that is? Well that seems to be what is happening in my family. You see late last month (January) one of my Uncles had a health hiccup. He was misdiagnosed as a diabetic but in the end he was just borderline and was about to cross that threshold if he didn’t do something about his health and bad habits. That was sort of a wake-up call for him.
Two weeks later, I started not feeling too well, I first tried to self-medicate and sleep it off but eventually I went to the doctors where I was told that I might have a bad health condition which might or might not require surgery. Well after constant follow-ups and numerous second opinions it has been decided that surgery is the only option to treat me and thus my trip to New York was cancelled in favor of surgery.
At the same time, my older Uncle fell sick and was diagnosed with kidney stones but while at the hospital since he had some phobia from medical places he was referred to a cardiologist to check the status of his heart and see if there isn’t really an underlying problem which the kidney stone might have sent him to check, you know what they say: your body sometimes sends you text messages through the weirdest things to go fix yourself. (I know they don’t say that actually but that’s what it felt like). Well after the necessary tests were run it was decided that there was in fact an underlying heart condition which needed surgery ASAP as well.
So in truth, 2013 isn’t really that great of a year for my family and I simply because we were not only hit with one health problem to deal with but a number of them and I am trying to stay positive for the entire bunch but you know that feeling when you just want to crawl under a rock and cry your eyes out or go into that cave and hibernate your troubles away? Well I get that feeling from time to time but in the end I push them away because I need to be strong to battle this out.
I should be scheduling my surgery very soon and I might be neglecting a lot of things (even more than I have neglected them already) but hey that’s the way of life. I’m just glad it’s nothing insanely too serious, and I really do hope that after they cut me open (and find that lost iPod or iPad) that it will be the end of it and that it will not in fact be something worse that what it appears to be.
I just would like your prayers for both my family and I because although we might put on a tough front and seem as if we could take even the “Hulk” if we could, we are still fragile inside and we need careful handling.
It seems that this past week was my version of having a batting practice with life. You know the feeling when sometimes you feel that life is throwing balls your way as if its trying to play a rough game of ‘Dodgeball’, well to me it feels that way right now. But I won’t let that stop me, the best way to deal with those balls, is not to dodge them really but to grab your own insane metal bat and brace yourself to not only hit a home run but to tackle on the next ball and the one after it.
You have to work hard, you have to stay positive and if you do… then you have a shot at a Silver Lining – Bradley Cooper in Silver Linings Playbook
I may have received some disturbing news about my health, but at the moment it’s all a rough possibility (shhh, I’m in denial so let me have it hehe) but I might not be as sick as I am led to believe. Taking the first step and attempting to solve the problem is the hardest but at the same time the easiest. Today we have a more advanced knowledge of medicine than let’s say 20 years ago and there are lots of things that can be solved with either medication or surgery that weren’t before.
I might have been living with this condition for a long time now and it has remained dormant except for certain moments where I thought it disguised something else, another problem which was easier to deal with but right now it looks as if I was given the right pair of prescription glasses in order to see that it wasn’t as minor as I have thought before and that steps need to be taken to solve it.
I cannot come out and say what the condition is yet, because I would like to be 100% sure of everything, I would like to have a battle plan, a play-book of some sort to help me not only slam-dunk (yes I realized I went from dodgeball to baseball and now to basketball, what can I say I like sports :P) the balls that life keeps attempting to slam in my face but to be a better person about it.
2013 is becoming more of an enlightenment year for me, one to overcome health struggles on the personal side as well as the family side. But I’d like to say one thing to life, “BRING IT ON!“
I’ve been recently informed that the Dasman Diabetes Institute is holding a “Youth Health & Ramadan Open Day” this Sunday, July 15 2012 from 9 AM – 2 PM at the Institute itself. It’s such a cool event and a change of scenary from all those Food/Clothes exhibitions.
The event is open to the public and helps spread awareness on the silent killer which is in fact Diabetes (not really sure if it is that silent though). All of you readers can go there on Sunday and benefit from a complimentary blood glucose monitoring, BMI calculation, blood pressure monitoring, presentations and workshops, cooking demos, and other interest segments such as physical training tips and more.
I for one will definitely try to make an appearance and gain a bit more knowledge about my health. If you don’t take care of yourself and health then really you’re not doing a great job living!
Dasman Diabetes Institute is located on the Arabian Gulf Road close to Souk Sharq I believe. You can’t miss it really it’s right off the Dasman Roundabout.
Thanks for the heads up Dasman Diabetes Team!