The numbers game...

I haven't written much and part of the reason is guilt. I haven't been swimming. It's logical - my IBS has been acting up. The first time I noted "Upset stomach" on my calendar was June 16. It has been frequent if not constant since then. the last time I swam was June 19. I don't want to be too graphic, except I will note that it's not prudent for a person to swim in a public pool when he or she is suffering my main symptom of IBS. I blame the flare-up on anxiety. The stress of the preparation for Mom and Dad's Anniversary Party and the mess it made in my house - which is still here - made for a whacky mind. Throw in there Michael living at home, special projects at work, financial stress.... oh, and also LOTS of significant insomnia, which is why I am going to just post some numbers now and then stop for the night. I have on my list to go to bed by midnight. It's 11:44 now and I still have other items of significant importance on the list that I'd like to complete before said going to bed. I'll be lucky to make it by 12:30.

June -
Tested glucose 26 times
Lowest AM 110
Highest AM 145
Average AM 125
Lowest overall 109
Highest overall 165
Average 130
Swam six times for total of 15,600 meters.

July-
Tested glucose27 times
Lowest AM 99
Highest AM 136
Average AM 117
Lowest Overall 88
Highest Overall 157
Average 121

My weight has been either stable or decreasing slightly. Part of my stress is that my edema has been significantly worse again. So much that I have often take THREE Lasex to keep it down. I got down as low as 191, which is only a pound off of where I was two years ago, before I gained it back last year while I was having my nervous breakdown and comforting myself with Arni's pizza. I went ahead and measure my waist last night. It is half an inch smaller than it was when I measured it at 190. I have been able to get out some of the clothes that are either smaller sized or that I had altered back then. I must be losing the weight in a different pattern than before, however, as not all of them fit quite yet. I attribute that to either the swimming or because my skin is looser and falling strangely in different places. Dr. Weiler said at time that she is pretty sure I will have to have a tummy tuck when I reach my ideal weight. It's looking like she was right on the button. Ugh. It grosses me out. Losing weight = good - better health, I know. Honestly, however, I think my fear of that surgery might be one of the underlying factors that make me lean toward unhealthy eating and movement decisions. I know it would be a long way off, even if I consistently lose two or three pounds a week, but the fear is lurking.... lurking....

Goals for August:
Test at least 30 times
Swim at least eight times (I may have to really look for a few good days, as far as the stomach goes)
Also, I want to get air in my bike tires, give it a short whirl and see how it feels on the knee.