Sunday, February 29, 2004: Mystery solved

I found out who sent the kitties the scratching boxes--my dad! I was sitting in his hospital room yesterday, talking, and he said, "I ordered you something from an ad I saw in the newspaper," and I knew immediately what he was talking about. He was surprised they came so quickly.

It was nice to have that mystery solved.

I don't think I mentioned that I had my six week post-op appointment on Monday. The surgeon said I was doing fine, that there were couple of stitches yet to dissolve, but they looked ready to go, and he released me to do anything I wanted. So I went back to the gym yesterday. I tried not to overdo it: I walked on the treadmill for about fifteen minutes, then did my regular weight circuit, but I did a few less repititions that I normally do.

I talked to one of the personal trainers on my way out. I told her that I had been about at the point for a reevaluation when I had to go into the hospital, and that I had been out for about two months. She said why didn't I do my regular workout for about four weeks, just to kind of ease back into it, then see her and she'd reprogram a new workout for me, which sounds fine. I thought maybe I'd be sore this morning, but I wasn't.

Then after the gym yesterday, and after I went to the hospital to see my dad, I went shopping. It was late in the day, and I was getting tired--I still don't have quite the stamina I had before the surgery, and I also know that all the stress of my dad's hospitalization is wearing--but Bob and the guys at work had been teasing me about my baggy clothes, so I thought I'd see if I could find anything at Kohl's.

I tried on several things from the clearance racks, but didn't find anything I liked. What I really needed was jeans, though, and I grabbed a pair to try on, even though they weren't on sale, and they fit. In a much smaller size than the ones I bought last year. I only bought one pair because they only had my (new!) size in one style and I'd rather try a few different ones before I commit (especially since they were full price). But I was very pleased.

So, all in all, not a bad weekend.

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