I have always been a person with a lot of energy, even though I am overweight. I like to get things DONE. I like my house neat. I like things in order, straight, planned, organized. I pay attention to details. I am not a procrastinator.
Now, however, I am having to learn a lesson. It's called "You just had surgery less than a week ago and you need to TAKE IT EASY, DEE."
GRRRR....
Yesterday, I spent the morning at the DDS with Michael. Then we went to Kroger, because we were out of necessities like bread, yogurt, and tonic water. (Mother drinks tonic water because the quinine in it is good for leg cramps.)
I even got on one of the little motorized carts at Kroger. I felt very silly and guilty about that, but it's a huge store, and I just didn't think I could walk it. Mother later said "If anyone had asked you could've told them you had MAJOR SURGERY last Thursday!"
It reminded me that I learned how to be a fiercely protective mom from her.
I came home from Kroger, put the yogurt in the fridge, and had to come upstairs and lie down for a while. Ugh. I hated doing that.
My friend Kristy had scheduled a will signing for late yesterday afternoon but I knew I wouldn't make it. (I go with her because I am a notary.) I was embarrassed to beg off of that.
My friend Judy sent me a thoughtful gift, a box of babkas from Green's. I had never tasted a babka. All I knew about them was from the old Seinfeld episode [see clip below]. Michael and I pigged out on the babkas. I admit it. (Of course, for me right now, one piece is pigging out.)
Then for dinner we ate a nice chicken and broccoli casserole brought by a neighbor. I could barely eat anything for dinner, I was still overly full. I keep forgetting I simply can't eat much right now - a good thing, I know. Unless somebody sends me a free cake...
So after a will signing this morning [thankfully, a couple I know, in the neighborhood] I am taking it easy today.
I had a banana and a yogurt for breakfast. Got to stay away from the babkas. Michael can polish them off quite easily. Have some food you don't want? Invite over a teenaged boy...
