Twelve weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about:
- Weight: 315
- Blood Sugar: 106
Very happy with both these numbers. It’s been a crazy ass week. A few weeks ago it was made painfully clear to me that I wasn’t getting enough water. 64 ounces a day is enough for you hobbit people, but it was leaving me at a deficit. So I’ve been attempting 96, which has been better, but over the weekend, I learned from a doctor that I should be closer to 128 ounces, which, if you’re not familiar with cooking math, is a fucking gallon of water. A day. Every day. No idea how I’ll hit that.
Always another challenge.
In other news, I’ve been getting over a chest cold for almost two weeks. Every Fall this happens. Occupational hazard of working in a massive Petri dish with 20,000 students. Just happy it’s not plague.
I’m happy. 13-hour days are still taking a lot, but they’re becoming more and more routine. And I’ve once again become the time management Jedi who has his smaller grading chores taken care of before leaving the classroom. This is how I did it a year and a half ago. It’s a nice feeling when job competence returns through the teaching equivalent of muscle memory.
Ending on this question: What’s got two thumbs, 140 students, a master’s degree, and still can’t figure out how to shave more than once every week and a half?
Here, have a graphic:
