Weekly Check In – 3/25/2020

Thirty six weeks out from surgery, and here are the numbers I care about:

  • Weight: 256
  • Blood Sugar: 91

Six pounds from goal. Crazy. Blood sugar’s 91 again and very likely that’s because I had very little fruit yesterday and no citrus. I’m a Californian goddammit, I’m not giving up citrus. Good to know I need to not go crazy though.

I’m finishing up my second week of staying home amid the COVID-19 madness and boy howdy, has the world gotten scary. Italy is a fucking nightmare, and our president is talking about ending social distancing because the economy is more important. We’ve really taken a left turn into nightmare world.

Iā€™m happy, but it feels weird to be happy in the middle of a plague. Still scared too, but so far I’m keeping my shit together. Annette and I are walking almost every day. Yesterday we didn’t go out until after 4pm, and I learned that I have a LOT more energy in the morning. Or maybe it was the entire day I spent working in our office lifting a thousand pounds of books from one place on the floor to another place on a table. Whatevs. Point is we’re going out with the dogs every day and we’re eating well. And just real quick, I have to say we’re eating well because Annette is a complete badass and has gone out into the world with all the bullshit and all the toilet paper hoarding lunatics, and has made sure that our house is fully stocked. I’m fairly certain if I were left to my own devices I’d be eating the same four things every single day. Having someone in your life who actually gives a damn about you is nothing short of a miracle. I am one of the luckiest people alive, and I do NOT take it for granted. Life’s still happening at a 1000 miles per hour, but we’re taking care of each other, and honestly, it really helps to have students who keep expecting to hear from me. Six pounds from goal!

Here, have a graphic: