It’s been a great but tiring week. It started a week ago with our trip to Northern Virginia and my nephew’s graduation party. The whole weekend was great, being with family and friends. It was fun and relaxing. But the minute I got home, it was time to unpack and repack for my week in Newark, New Jersey. My training session was awesome! I learned a lot, met some great people, and got to spend three hours one-on-one with an executive coach. It was really a great opportunity but I have had enough of being away.
The downfall in all this fun? Poor eating habits! Too much food. Too much of the wrong foods. Wine, more than usual. Lots more than usual. Snacks. As in cookies and brownies. Breakfast that did not resemble fruit. No juicing. No green smoothies. I didn’t even pack my usual assortment of supplements. This, of course, resulted in a modest weight gain (3 pounds in one week) and the feeling of “bleh”.
I am happy to be home, and starting tomorrow, the “fun” is over. It’s time to get back on track and some serious detoxing is in order! My body is craving some fresh fruit and a nice cold green smoothie!
In addition to my own travels, Ethan has also been away from home for the week, and I miss him like crazy. I can’t wait to see him on Sunday! He’s been enjoying canoeing, tubing and swimming with his dad, and I’m glad to hear he had a good time.
I completed my week’s “vacation” from Femara. It didn’t do a thing for me. I still slept like crap, I still had night sweats, and I still hurt. Based on what I’ve read online, it seems you need to vacation about 3 weeks to get any relief. I did resume taking it, for now. A dear friend of mine has referred me to a homeopathic doctor in Switzerland with experience dealing with breast cancer patients. I am going to provide my health history to him and see what he recommends, particularly around the estrogen blocker. I am really interested in getting a second opinion on that. Stay tuned for that…
I continue to receive lots of compliments on my short ‘do. Although my hair seems to be stalled at it’s present length, I’m surprised at the number of people who think I look good in short hair. If only I had a bit of bangs, I would be a bit more comfortable with it. Well, maybe comfortable isn’t the right word, since I do feel pretty comfortable. Some bangs would make me happy. And as soon as I get a bit of length, this brown color is in desperate need of some highlights!
No updates on Dad as of yet. He had his PET scan last week, and now we’re in a holding pattern until we see the radiologist next week.
Enjoy the summer weather!