More Than a Month

It's been a crazy time, as they say. My husband and I traveled to Texas for a couple of weeks this month, and I've been on a few (fruitless) interviews.

Physically I'm doing pretty great. My weight hasn't changed more than a pound or two, and I've, for the most part, maintained my exercise program. I'm still running, although at this point, I should probably have progressed more than I have, but I'm giving myself a break. The holidays, traveling, and day-to-day life tend to get in the way, and I've still managed to progress in my Couch to 5K program. I'm now running 8 intervals of 90 seconds with 60 seconds of walking, which sounds kind of lame, but I assure you, is HARD. By the end, I'm sweating and panting and praying for death, but it is a great feeling of accomplishment.

My doctor's appointment is at the end of next month, which is why (in part) I am looking for a new endocrinologist. When ever I call, they can't be bothered to call me back, once when I was looking for my path report (which was negative by the way). The office is incredibly disorganized, and I think that the doctor needs to limit the number of patients he takes on ... I made this appointment right after my surgery in October, and he wanted to see me in 8 weeks.

My last endocrinologist was a great doctor, but there was an incident. The nurse was out during my last appointment, so he took my blood sample. As he was preparing to take my blood, I noticed that he did not have gloves on. When I questioned him, he said, "I don't need gloves, I'm really careful." It kind of skeeved me out, and I haven't been back since.

To sum up, keeping the weight maintained, working out, eating better (I still cheat ... I'm eating chocolate covered almonds as we speak), and feeling pretty good.