I had possibly the most frustrating doctor's appointment ever yesterday. None of the four things I was getting checked out came back with good news. It was like getting four knuckle punches to the neck, though I am willing to admit my fever could be making things seem more horrible than they would otherwise. But still, give me at least ONE piece of good news!!
The most important one (my bad foot) was the most frustrating of all. The x-rays I had 2 months ago apparently didn't show much of anything that will help diagnose the issues with it, and on top of that she had no clue when my appointment with the orthopedic surgeon will be because the wait list is exremely long. So I get to keep being hindered by my foot for who knows how long, get to keep having to restrict my workout because my foot hurts so much, get to keep limping every morning, get to keep having it be so weak that I turn it out badly every couple of months. Effing fantastic.
Also, I am sick and have been put on antibiotics, so between the infection and the antibiotics I have been feeling totally wiped and sick and haven't gone to the gym since saturday... Ugh. I feel gross in so many ways I can hardly count them. And *if* I feel well enough to go to the gym tomorrow (which frankly is doubtful because I came home from work sick today and slept for four and a half hours this afternoon) I don't think my weigh in is going to be nice simply because I haven't had nearly enough gym time.
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Hunger: non-existant, probably due to the fever
Body Image: gigantic and gross
General disposition: too tired and grungy to be happy
Song of the day: Where does the good go by Tegan and Sara
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