Day-trip to Corpus for a follow-up with the surgeon. Judy is healing nicely. She is doing well with the physical therapy and range of motion. The doctor released her from the sling already. She can use it as much as she wants for comfort, but doesn’t have to wear it all the time anymore. They took the stitches out, so now it doesn’t look like she’s got black spiders on her shoulder. Enough time for a haircut and a drive home. Baked tilapia for dinner. We didn’t have to cook it. We didn’t get back in time to eat with everyone else, so they delivered it to our house! Thank you Bob and Penna.
Before her surgery.
Cloudy days
Maybe I’m anorexic.
When I got to 180 pounds, I knew that was heavier than I wanted to be. I decided to lose 10 pounds. 170 just sounds like a good weight, doesn’t it? Judy and I started paying attention to portion size; she started feeding us on the next size plate down from full-size dinner plates. We weren’t eating many starches, but cut back on them even a little more. Less bread, potatoes, and rice. Now I weigh 170 pounds, but I look in the mirror and think I look like I should still lose 10 pounds! How did that happen? Where did that other 10 pounds go I just lost? …or maybe better put, where did it go from?











