September 10, 2015

252

i went to see a new primary doctor today.  i didn't want to go, but it's a fulfillment for my insurance and i truly want to change my life.  To be the better me i should have been long ago.

Blood and urine test, most importantly i wanted to know my weight.  As of today, i am 252, that's ten pounds less than i was a month ago.   Since i am limited in the exercising until i get my leg, i really don't want to make a goal for myself to reach by the end of the year.

In the time i entered the rehab to now, i am seeing and feeling results from the dieting and exercising i am able to do.

Instead of just sitting in front of the TV, i'm trying to workout with a rubber band-like strap, sucking in my stomach for 5 minute periods (which equals doing sit ups).  Since i have to rely on Devon for everything, i'm not getting up to get snacks.  Success shall be mine.  Even after i get a leg and i am once again freely able to move about, i want a life again.  One without illness and hospital visits.  i do have one goal, within a year, except for missing toes and part of my leg, i no longer want to be considered a diabetic.