Do you take a daily multivitamin?
I used to take one every morning when I was a little kid (at my mother's behest), but I'd long since stopped until a few months ago.
I'm not sure if it's simply the placebo effect, but I've noticed that I've been feeling better in general since I've started taking them. My hair also seems to grow faster now.
What do you think? Do they work?
Insert Witty Title HereSunday, July 20, 2008
Hibiscus on my deck.
Sigh...back to work in eight hours.
Oh yeah. I nearly broke my hand this afternoon. As it is, I bruised it very badly, which I think is sometimes worse than a fracture. Some of the skin on the top of my hand completely peeled away, too. Gross!
The cause of it is so stupid that I don't even want to mention it, but let's just say it involved a very sweaty and devious Huz chasing me around the house, in his underwear.
Good times.
Labels: bad news, health, marriage, Philly burbs, pictures, sheer idiocy
Posted by Lori at 11:53 PM
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Friday, February 15, 2008
Sounds like a lot of fun, eh?
Being the wonderfully compliant (except for right now) patient that I am, I will be following my doctor's orders to stay off the computer for the remainder of the weekend.
I started developing a wicked pain under my right scapula on Wednesday at work. Those familiar with me might remember that I get little knots in that area from either bad stress or just plain old overusage of my mouse/computer...or lately, the way work has been...BOTH.
I went for a massage after work on Wednesday, hoping it would help. It didn't. Actually, it made it worse. By the time I got home at 8 p.m., I couldn't move my head at all without a searing pain shooting up my back and into my neck.
I took a Flexeril and went to bed. Of course, didn't help that The Huz had been on a business trip in Kentucky since Sunday. I was all alone, in so much pain. Sniff, sniff.
I woke up yesterday and still couldn't move; in fact could barely get out of bed. I called out of work but still spent 75 minutes on the phone with our assistant, helping her handle some of my workload. Is that dedication or just insanity?
The Huz got home late morning and I was able to get in to see my doctor. He told me I'm having trapezius spasms and that I need to give my right arm complete rest from anything strenuous or repetitive for the next few days. He wrote me a note for work, explaining that I can't return until Monday. Then he gave me some scripts for an anti-inflammatory and a painkiller (Ultram, not Darvocet, dammit).
So I just wanted to give my cyberbuddies an update, and an explanation as to why I'll be scarce in the next few days.
PS - The good care and loving attention I received yesterday from The Huz was definitely the nicest Valentine's gift I could ever get. Thanks honey!
Being the wonderfully compliant (except for right now) patient that I am, I will be following my doctor's orders to stay off the computer for the remainder of the weekend.
I started developing a wicked pain under my right scapula on Wednesday at work. Those familiar with me might remember that I get little knots in that area from either bad stress or just plain old overusage of my mouse/computer...or lately, the way work has been...BOTH.
I went for a massage after work on Wednesday, hoping it would help. It didn't. Actually, it made it worse. By the time I got home at 8 p.m., I couldn't move my head at all without a searing pain shooting up my back and into my neck.
I took a Flexeril and went to bed. Of course, didn't help that The Huz had been on a business trip in Kentucky since Sunday. I was all alone, in so much pain. Sniff, sniff.
I woke up yesterday and still couldn't move; in fact could barely get out of bed. I called out of work but still spent 75 minutes on the phone with our assistant, helping her handle some of my workload. Is that dedication or just insanity?
The Huz got home late morning and I was able to get in to see my doctor. He told me I'm having trapezius spasms and that I need to give my right arm complete rest from anything strenuous or repetitive for the next few days. He wrote me a note for work, explaining that I can't return until Monday. Then he gave me some scripts for an anti-inflammatory and a painkiller (Ultram, not Darvocet, dammit).
So I just wanted to give my cyberbuddies an update, and an explanation as to why I'll be scarce in the next few days.
PS - The good care and loving attention I received yesterday from The Huz was definitely the nicest Valentine's gift I could ever get. Thanks honey!
Posted by Lori at 8:32 AM
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
So.
I'm a big enough person to admit when I'm whipped. And W3D1 didn't just whip me...it kicked my frickin' ass!
It took five days for my right calf/ankle/shin to stop throbbing. I don't mind a little pain, but I was having difficulty just walking at a normal stroll after W3D1.
Therefore, I've decided two things:
One, I must invest in good running shoes. My little Nike crosstrainers just aren't cutting it anymore. I also think that I'm overcompensating on my right leg/foot due to the lymphedema in my left foot/lower leg. Hence, the aching right leg.
Sidenote: did I ever mention that I have a (very thankfully) mild form of LE? If you feel compelled to Google photos of LE, I must warn you, it's not for the faint of heart! Fortunately, my LE is nowhere near as bad as the pictures suggest. But it still has an effect on my daily life, including exercise.
Two, I'm going to have to slooooow down. The whole point of starting any kind of fitness routine is consistency. If I hurt myself to a degree that forces me to stop exercising for five to seven days, I'm either not doing it correctly or trying to move ahead too fast.
Last night, I did very well using a 2-min:2-min ratio of running and walking. I'm going to focus on doing that for the next two or three go-rounds and then, if I feel I can progress to 3:2, I will.
I'm a big enough person to admit when I'm whipped. And W3D1 didn't just whip me...it kicked my frickin' ass!
It took five days for my right calf/ankle/shin to stop throbbing. I don't mind a little pain, but I was having difficulty just walking at a normal stroll after W3D1.
Therefore, I've decided two things:
One, I must invest in good running shoes. My little Nike crosstrainers just aren't cutting it anymore. I also think that I'm overcompensating on my right leg/foot due to the lymphedema in my left foot/lower leg. Hence, the aching right leg.
Sidenote: did I ever mention that I have a (very thankfully) mild form of LE? If you feel compelled to Google photos of LE, I must warn you, it's not for the faint of heart! Fortunately, my LE is nowhere near as bad as the pictures suggest. But it still has an effect on my daily life, including exercise.
Two, I'm going to have to slooooow down. The whole point of starting any kind of fitness routine is consistency. If I hurt myself to a degree that forces me to stop exercising for five to seven days, I'm either not doing it correctly or trying to move ahead too fast.
Last night, I did very well using a 2-min:2-min ratio of running and walking. I'm going to focus on doing that for the next two or three go-rounds and then, if I feel I can progress to 3:2, I will.
Posted by Lori at 11:00 AM
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