So please excuse me while I digress from the life of dieting for this post. I know that food, exercise, and health are big in dieting, but so is your daily life occurrences and stress'. Thus for today's post I shall be sharing with you the day I've had. Now I'm not complaining so much as venting, if you can separate the two.
As you may have guessed from the title of today's post much of my day today was centered around Wisdom teeth, more specifically the removal of said wisdom teeth. Now for a little background information on my anxiety heading into today's surgery you must know that I have four family members, of whom 3 have had their wisdom teeth removed. Of the three of us who have so far had our wisdom teeth removed: one had to be hospitalized during the process (she wasn't able to clot after the teeth were pulled), one had to be taken to the emergency room the night after his wisdom teeth were removed, and the last (me) had to be rushed to the emergency room 3 months after (on vacation too!!!!) the removal of my wisdom teeth due to a serious infection. So needless to say my family has a history of bad experiences when it comes to having their wisdom teeth removed.
So back to today - the wisdom teeth being removed belonged to my bf, and of course, I being the most wonderful girlfriend I could be (whatever!) volunteered to take him to the dentist to have said teeth removed and take him home. Well I was a nervous wreck the ENTIRE time (could you blame me?) and at points needed to be calmed down more then the actual patient, who himself hates the dentist office. So with all of this going on I didn't exercise today let alone concentrate on anything I was eating. Come to think of it right now, I couldn't give you a description of any of the food I ate over the last 24 hours...lol, but I could tell you how many times my bf changed his gauze, switched ice packs, and took his Vicodin. I'm not sure if this classifies me as a great girlfriend, an overly nervous person, or a mental case. In any case my boyfriend is thus far doing great, and I don't foresee any trips to the hospital in the near future.
So out of all of today's adventures the positives I can find are 1) I must have worried so much that I probably lost another 4 pounds and 2) it's great having your boyfriend not able to talk and having to try and figure out what he's saying through his hand gestures and mannerisms. Lol! I loved it and being able to say whatever (jokingly) that I wanted and him not being able to respond - he did however manage to exercise his middle finger a lot today. ;-)
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