Went to physio, sugars were out of control. On the subway, before we even got there, I had to shove a Mars bar down my throat.
|I know you want these gooey innards|
While on the treadmill I was soooo tired. Brad went on the hunt for a blood sugar monitor and was given a brand new one from the Diabetes Clinic.
My sugar was on the borderline, so Brad got me some OJ to guzzle. I downed it and finished my workout.
Before I left NS, my family and friends got together to surprise me. A go-get-you-new-windbags party. I was given this shirt by our family friends, Roger and Peggy:
|You can probably see my muscles ripping through the shirt|
Just a little inside joke. It's always a good time @ the Carver's in the 644. Wild times, craziness and tons of fun. I'm sad that I'll miss out on the annual summer party :(
I miss you guys!
We finally made it back from physio (every step seemed harder and harder - as I ditched the chair thinking I could handle it). We got back and I threw myself in bed and stayed there for approximately 3 hours.
I must keep this short as I'm just not feeling up to my usual awesome self. I'm pretty tired and still battling this cold that just won't quit. I'm working on a stealth attack, but it doesn't seem to turn it's back too often.
And besides, Big Brother is on!!!