I got home from the hospital last night. Feeling much better, though, my INR is still sub-therapeutic (1.6). Again, I feel fine, but those number's are going to make for a pretty tense conversation with the head nurse at my cardiologist's office. This is a phone call I'm going to be putting off.
I spent most of the morning convalescing... in other words, doing as little as possible. Really, the most strenuous thing I've done today is put my pants on. I have Stand Strong 4 scheduled for this evening, but that's about it.
My kitchen scares the hell out of me now. I went looking for something to eat earlier and it seems like everything we have is either high in potassium, high in phosphorous, or just plain poisonous. I need to go grocery shopping, but what to buy? These dietary restriction are freakin' insane. I was bad today and ate some of the raisin bran I had left. Yes, it's pretty high in potassium, but not enough in one bowl to kill me before my next dialysis appointment. Plus, now it's gonna, so, win - win.
Midnight
Spent the afternoon with Marissa. We paid our rent and went out to visit my mother, oldest daughter and granddaughter. While that sounds nice, I always end up eating a bunch of junk when I visit my mom. Today was no exception. I likely have too much potassium in my system again. Fortunately, I have dialysis tomorrow morning.
I'm back on schedule with my DDPYoga. Tonight was Stand Strong 4. I know it's not a tough workout, but it felt tough tonight. I blame that on the fact that I'm still recovering from my hospital stay, and the fact that my knee still hurts from the fall... but I did it. This is the very essence of what I'm talking about in Ut Tergum Sursum. Every time you fall, you get back up. Period.
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