Friday, April 13, 2012

Goin' fishin'....


Can you guess where?

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Thirteen Things Thursday

1.  It's been a while since I've done this.  What should we talk about?

2.  How about, foods you always order when you're eating out.  Me, it's eggs benedict and seafood bisque.  Not together, although hmm.... that sounds kind of good now that I think about it.  Oh, and food that is on fire.  I love food on fire.  Feels so primal.  And stuffed mushrooms.  I think that's it. 

3.  I'm still feeling pretty blah today.  I have a plan for that, though.

4.  But it's a secret.  Hints will be coming.

5.  Several people I know are huge Disney fans but for me, it's Sea World.  My favorite exhibits at zoos are always the ones with sea lions and otters, and the first time I went to Sea World in San Diego I felt like I could've stayed there forever. 

6.  Number 5 relates to my secret...

7.  Good running vibes to my bestie Jules who is running the Pear Blossom ten miler this weekend down in Medford.  I had hoped to be able to swing it and at least go spectate with her boys -- I'm definitely not up for ten miles all in a row right now -- but my boss would've had kittens if I tried to leave early tomorrow.  I'm sad to miss spending time with them though, and although I've been to Medford I've never been to Ashland.  Oh well, maybe I can talk Julie into some Shakespeare this summer....

8.  CATnip registration is open!  They put on a very good race, have a good tech tee (royal blue this year), and it's for a great cause.  Speaking of which, the CAT shelter recently suffered significant water damage from a burst pipe and they could use some donations.  Or, for you to adopt a cat or two (or more!).  I'm totally enamored of this kitty and her sister.  Stupid allergies.

9.  I'm getting kisses this weekend!  That also relates to Number 5.

10.  But it's still a secret.

11.  Also good running vibes to my other bestie the Little Fruit Fly who is running the Boston 5K this weekend.  And to her boytoy the Coach, who is running the Boston Marathon.   It'll take him probably about an hour and a half to run the damn thing. 

12.  By the way, the idea of Kate Winslet's boobies in 3D frightens me. 

13.  Because of my secret, I have to go home now and do laundry.  And eat baked scallops and marinated mushrooms.  Yum!

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The good, the bad, the urp.

THE GOOD:

I didn't throw up last night like I did the night before.

THE BAD:

I threw up the night before.

THE GOOD:

Some hunger pains today at lunch time.

THE BAD:

Not as much of a hungry feeling as I should have had since it was lunch time and I hadn't eaten all day.

THE GOOD:

I felt like drinking, and did drink, a lot of fluids yesterday for the first time in a while.

THE BAD:

Not so much today.

THE GOOD:

I haven't had any belly pain or discomfort for almost a week.

THE BAD:

Until today.

THE GOOD:

I had salad and soup with green veggies things in it (chard, I think) for lunch, also some high fiber mushrooms.

THE BAD:

Also some breadsticks with alfredo sauce.  Also the mushrooms were stuffed with clams and cheese.  (Guess where I went for lunch?)

THE URP:

Way too much food for my poor shrunken tum. 

Those mushrooms sure were tasty though.

How is your day going?  Happy hump day!

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Hoppy Easter!

Thanks for the comments, everyone :)  I am continuing to feel better although still no real appetite and in a good news/bad news kind of situation I've lost around five pounds in this past week which puts me almost finally back below 200 for the first time in months. 

Makes me wonder if I haven't been literally full of it for a while.

The weather has been beautiful this weekend and if it hadn't been Easter weekend I definitely would've gone to the zoo.  Of course I am much too sick to do yard work or anything like that.  Which reminds me, I do need to do some laundry.

I made my Easter dinner yesterday so that I could enjoy it all weekend.  A teeny flame crafted ham.  Pineapple baked beans.  Mashed yukon gold potatoes with pork gravy.  Cucumber salad.  I had a little of the first three and surprisingly chowed down on the entire cucumber salad.  An apple for dessert.  Some of the ham is destined to become my breakfast omelette today.  And I just felt a faint glimmer of interest from my tummy at that thought so I'm off.

Enjoy your Easter!

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Friday, April 6, 2012

As a diet, I don't recommend it.

I've lost at least four pounds in the past few days.  However, I don't recommend whatever is going on with me as a diet.  Here's why:

THE COOL PART:

Not hungry. 
Ergo, lose weight without all the usual BS.

THE NOT-SO-COOL PART:

Not hungry.  Also not thirsty. 
Ergo, lose weight without all the usual BS.
Add in wicked headaches that sneak up on you because you haven't eaten.
Top with potential for dehydration and eventually hospitalization.

Bah.

By the way, I'm not normally one to suck up the praise but are my comments broken or something?  I thought I'd have at least one "how lousy for you" comment after yesterday's post.  I was sick and everything when I wrote it.  No sympathy?  Sheesh.  I don't get hernias and DV for myself, people.  It's all about YOU.

Seriously though, if comments aren't working would someone who knows I'm not imaginary let me know off the blog?

Today to eat I have had two inch square crackers with one inch square piece of yummy smelly cheese.  And a banana, to combat the low blood sugar headache.  And two diet cokes and 32 ounces of water.  I've had two brief instances of my tummy saying "I'm hungry."  At which point I say "Come again?" and my tummy says "Huh?  I didn't say anything."  Weird.  I'm going to pick up sushi after work, something that tastes good so that I'll want to eat it.  I know I probably shouldn't be having anything where sesame seeds might be lurking but nothing else sounds good.  Except maybe some nice, salty chicken broth. 

Maybe I'll have that for dessert.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Answer: You're interesting, you're weird, and you can't be figured out in fifteen minutes.

Question:  What are three things you'd rather not hear from a doctor at urgent care.

So.  It's been a weird week here in CilleyLand.

Saturday I was hanging out at home, holding down the couch, when I lifted myself up slightly to grab something off my lap and felt a slight tugging sensation to the left of my belly button followed by the feeling that you get when you've been needing to pee for a really long time, so long that it's now painful to move.  Which was weird because I had just come back from the bathroom. 

That pressure eased off but on Sunday it was a little bit more of a pulling/pressure sensation -- again, about two inches wide and to the left of my navel.  Monday I worked way too freaking long because we had a deadline and I was going to take the day off on Tuesday.  Tuesday was more holding down the couch and still that weird pressure/pulling in my stomach.  Wednesday morning I woke up for work and the pull was really strong so I called in sick to work with the idea that maybe I'd go in to urgent care if I still had this odd thing going on.  I slept in for a bit and got up to find that the problem had mostly gone away.  Except now I looked like I had a tummy tuck but one that instead of sucking stuff out they put stuff in.  Like gel.  A flat tummy but one that is four or five inches deep.  Like I'm wearing an umpire's vest.

Now understand that my mom had a bladder prolapse several years ago (your bladder pops through a wall of muscle inside you) and my grandmother had an abdominal aortic aneyrusm (the big blood vessel in your stomach that is directly connected to your heart pooched out, pretty serious stuff).   So the swelling in my stomach was freaking me out. 

No wait at urgent care, which was nice, but as I expected they had to do a round of Q and A and then relay that to the doctor to see if they were going to immediately haul me off to the ER.  I didn't have pain per se and it wasn't on the right so I figured it wasn't my appendix, and everybody seemed to agree so they checked me in. 

And then the fun started.  The nurse and I -- a cute guy named Nick, Nurse Nick -- did another bout of questions and then I did it again with the doctor.  Poor doc learned pretty quick that yes, I am medically interesting and I am medically weird.  By this I mean these problems are usually caused by A, B, or C -- but I'm an R or maybe a T kind of a gal.  I train for and run marathons but when doing so my triglycerides double in a year's time.  They think I've got a problem caused by a poor diet -- but my diet is about 85% pretty good, even by the doctor's Conventional Wisdom (meat no more than once a day, the size of a pack of cards, no red meat, yadda yadda yadda) standards.  They think I don't exercise; nope, sorry, training for at least two half marathons and a marathon this year.  That's when I got the "well, I can't figure you out in fifteen minutes" line.  Which, I understand.  Insurance only lets you spend so much time and then they move you along.  So at the end, basically I got prescribed salad.

Oh, and that's because the top two choices for what's going on with my belly is an umbilical hernia or diverticulitis.  Or possibly both, because while divertic -- hell, I'm going to call it DV -- is the more likely candidate she could feel a ridge in my ab muscles that indicated I'd had a hernia.  

Dr. Google and I think DV is more likely overall because it would also explain the weird thing going on with my appetite/how fast I get full over the past five or six months.  I think I mentioned it here a couple of times, but since about October my appetite has changed.  I can't eat as much as I used to easily be able to.  Which is good, kind of.  At first, at least.  I seemed to be normally hungry, just fuller faster.  But the past couple of months my appetite has been declining.  Again, kind of good.  Except for the past few days I have had zero appetite.  Not even for beverages.  And that's not any kind of good.  I have to consciously eat and drink right now.  Loss of appetite is one of the DV symptoms.  I have all the others too.  In particular, the random bouts of nausea I've been having since about last October. 

The good news is, unless I hear otherwise from the lab tomorrow any DV pooches are not infected then the attack should pass -- and I feel a lot better today -- in a few more days.  I need to eat more roughage and hopefully my appetite will start to come back.  I'm okay with being a lot less prone to overeating in the future, but I would like to enjoy food again.  Lately I've been seeking out salt and spice in my food, it's the only thing that sounds good.  I wonder if maybe I didn't have a minor hernia, which is what happened on Saturday, but that all along I've had the DV and this just got someone to ask the right questions.  I think I mentioned that my appetite had changed to my regular doctor in January but it wasn't like this back then so maybe not.  I had figured it was just a factor of getting older.  To which the urgent care doc laughed and said I was still just a baby. 

Good to know.

So, how was your week?

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Before



...and after.


In case you're wondering, it's not up there crooked; I am.  Unless my level is fubar.

The hanger is from Allied Medal Display.  The hanger is the 22" with one bar style.  I figure I've got room for at least four more medals on this one easily.  It went up easily in about ten minutes. 

I will probably re-arrange into chron order.  They're kind of that way as it is.  From left to right, my first medal from Race for the Roses 5K in 2009, Lacamas Lake 4-miler in 2009, my first Shamrock 15K in 2009, the January Resolution Run 2012 5K, this year's gigantic Shamrock 15K -- all the Shamrock medals are also bottle openers by the way, Portland Marathon 2011, Eugene Marathon 2010, the evil Runaway Pumpkin Half 2011, and Shamrock 15K 2011.  This year I should be adding Bloomsday, the Portland Rock 'n Roll Half, the Bald Peak Half, and Marine Corps Marathon.  I'm still talking with Julie about doing Fueled By Fine Wine later this year. 

What do you think?

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl