Tuesday, October 4, 2016

An Ode to the One who Kicked my Arse

I've been on a little hiatus. Silence on this blog probably means one thing: I'm not focused. In this case, I haven't been focused on me. It is, as I have said before, a tad bit selfish to be constantly talking about ME ME ME and my WEIGHT WEIGHT WEIGHT... and all the stuff that comes with that, time, money, food, gadgets. Don't get me wrong, it is for a good cause. I think the investment is worth my health... but sometimes... life gives you.... well, something to deal with, other than you.



In this case, it was my dear Hubs. Hubs is a tall guy who used to work construction. He's a tall guy with a history of back injury. He's a tall guy whose left foot and calf have been numb from nerve damage for about 5 years. He's a guy who liked to tinker. He's a doer of the things.

On Labor Day, he over-tinkered. He tinkered himself into a massive ruptured disc at L5/S1. That big black blob towards the bottom? That's not supposed to be there... and it was hanging out in the nerve root. Pain. Lots and lots of pain.


So began a 2 week shuffle between the Mayo ER, new Drs., MRI facilities, epidural shots, various drug stores and a Hubs who could only find relief flat on his back - literally. During this, we went from normal to survival mode. With friends coming to help with kids, laundry and food.... and STRESS. Lots of STRESS. I'm not sure there is anything worse than seeing your loved one in pain and not knowing what or how to fix it.

One of the things that my New Direction Diet plan has focused on - and I really credit Amy Ingersoll at Arizona Health & Wellness is how to maintain your health when life happens. Cause let's face it, life happens. No time is perfect to diet. No time is perfect to start an exercise plan. No day is perfect. You will be derailed. The question then is: how will I cope? Will I revert to my old habits or will I forge on with me new ones?

While my diet did suffer this month - I stress ate. I stress SUGARed myself. I may have enjoyed a glass of wine or two... but I continued to need to release my extra energy. I continued to workout. I gained weight, but I didn't lose myself. I have the tools now to handle the stress without entirely coming off the rails. And trust me, this month? I could have totally come off the rails. Now it is time to reign in, get control again. I need to sugar detox and refocus. I'm on my way.

I am happy to report that my Hubs underwent a lumbar discectomy last Monday. His nerve pain is essentially gone and every day he is closer to his happy self. He's not on the heavy pain meds anymore and although he's still recovering, I can see the light back in his eyes. September may have kicked his butt as well. I pray we can find a healthy way to deal with stress and well, middle-agedness (we're not getting any younger) together in a new way. One step at a time.