I went for my annual physical yesterday. For 34 years, maybe a few years less, my doctor has been giving me the lecture to lose weight and get some exercise and ends with see you next year. Yesterday was different.
The good news is, the medication is controlling the high blood pressure (which he found during last year's physical. I also elimited the chips every night so that was helping also.
My cholesterol count is ok (I forgot to take my bloodwork report yesterday and a copy is in the mail) but I think he said it was 203. Hmmmmm......
My weight is the same as last year...whew! Mind you, the number itself is not good.
Both knees and hands have some stiffness which, most likely, is caused by my psoriasis. If we can get the psoriasis under control, the joints will feel better. The catch 22 is, even thought the psoriasis is all over and I can control it with the cream, I can't reach my back. Winston isn't much help putting the medication on and I can't see back there even using two mirrors and I'm not flexible enough to be a pretzel.
Ok, now the bad news. For the first time, he heard extra heart beats. He asked if I had shortness of breath or notice my heart beating. I get worked up in my cardio class and I figure thats from the work out so I told him no. There have been a couple of times in class when I have gotten light headed, like today, and have had to stop because the room was spinning. My doctor ran an ekg and it came our normal. He said some people have extra beats and he's not worried about it. Should I? Both parents have had heart attacks.
More bad news. You know that lecture I mentioned above? This time it was lose 10 lbs and start exercising (once a week doesn't count) and make a follow up appointment for November. Oh crap!
I told him I have ice cream every night 365 days a year. Yea, I'll eat any kind. Non fat, low fat, no surgar, skinny cows, etc. He looked at me and said I can have it every other day then he gave me that look when he realized, I haven't been listening to him for 30 years and said, ice cream only on weekends. Crap.
Now I admit. I am very very lazy. I commute for an hour each way from home to work and I get home, check email, plop my butt on the recliner and have dinner while watching tv. Or, if I'm doing my art stuff, its all sitting. I hate to walk even with Winston and I hate exercising. I've been taking the cardio class for 1 1/2 years and its the first time I've stuck with anything. I'm having fun in the class, we tried a little bit of zumba (thanks Kathy!). I had sent a you tube to Steffani. I knew it would be something she would like and I had fun trying dance moves....big hips and all.
Then during class, I got dizzy and light headed. At the end of class, I was told that class will be on hold for two months after next Saturday's class so Steffani can train for a tournament. More bad news. Since class is only my sister and me, there's a good chance it will be canceled permanently.
There goes my once a week committment. I told my sister if we no longer have class, then we should get up at the same time as if we had class and take the three dogs out for walks. Ok, I've said that before and like I said, I'm lazy and we don't do it.
My nephew invited me to do the P90X with him. Me, exercise with him in his living room full of family. Uh, thank you but I don't think so. Its suppose to be a really intense workout that football players use. Um, I don't think the 49ers are looking to hire me to play anytime soon.
So, there is my lazy and unhealthy life. I have six months to lose 10 lbs. It might as well be one hundred.