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Aug. 17th, 2004 11:00 pmI'm having lots of numbness and tingling today. That's not normal for me anymore. And it's not like my calcium intake has gone south or my caffiene intake has skyrocketed, so what gives?
On a more positive note, I got to spend a great portion of the evening with Tara and her newborn little boy Orin. I love newborns, they are just so darn cute. And this little man is such a good baby. I got to hold him, and put him to sleep and rub his tummy and his back... :::sigh:::
:::tick tock tick tock::: Quick! Somebody hit the snooze button on that clock!
Anyway, work = good. Except for working with so many very very ill cancer patients. I'd forgotten how difficult it is for me to essentially have to sit there and watch someone die (not to mention ask them to get up and take a walk with me). I can't imagine what it would be like to have it be someone I loved/cared about because it's tearing me up now when I barely know them.
Final random topic of the evening. I have joined the gym at the hospital, and will be meeting with a personal trainer (which honestly, makes me giggle because I could do their job, just need someone to motivate me) to put together an exercise program and help keep me on track. I'm aiming for making it to the gym 3x/week I think - at least in the beginning. AND I finally got the South Beach Diet book, and while I won't be going all out with the SBD, I will attempt to eat following the principles it is based on (at least until I've eaten up some of the carbs I have in the house - I'm too cheap to throw them out but know that if I try to go all out on the diet, it'll be too much of a temptation!).
On a more positive note, I got to spend a great portion of the evening with Tara and her newborn little boy Orin. I love newborns, they are just so darn cute. And this little man is such a good baby. I got to hold him, and put him to sleep and rub his tummy and his back... :::sigh:::
:::tick tock tick tock::: Quick! Somebody hit the snooze button on that clock!
Anyway, work = good. Except for working with so many very very ill cancer patients. I'd forgotten how difficult it is for me to essentially have to sit there and watch someone die (not to mention ask them to get up and take a walk with me). I can't imagine what it would be like to have it be someone I loved/cared about because it's tearing me up now when I barely know them.
Final random topic of the evening. I have joined the gym at the hospital, and will be meeting with a personal trainer (which honestly, makes me giggle because I could do their job, just need someone to motivate me) to put together an exercise program and help keep me on track. I'm aiming for making it to the gym 3x/week I think - at least in the beginning. AND I finally got the South Beach Diet book, and while I won't be going all out with the SBD, I will attempt to eat following the principles it is based on (at least until I've eaten up some of the carbs I have in the house - I'm too cheap to throw them out but know that if I try to go all out on the diet, it'll be too much of a temptation!).
