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I bet I can’t drink 64 oz of water in one day

03 Monday Jan 2022

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See what I did there? Cause I know I can’t?

Part of my “resolutions” for 2022 is to take better care of myself. Had I resolved to and achieved this goal a decade ago I would be in a lot better place. Obviously.

But I didn’t and here we are, with blog content.

It’s always been important to me to live long enough to see my child into adult years. And the kid is still in the single digit age range, and I am nearing the 4th decade of my life, I’m due for a reboot.

Today I saw a doctor. I didn’t just see him from a distance or happen upon him in the wild. Nay Nay. I braved the public and met him intentionally at his place of business. To seek medical care.

Nay Nay

-Bailey Sarian

Well, in all honesty it was to ask for some anxiety medicine because, I’ll go into that someday.

I did come out of his office with a refill on my heart meds and the knowledge that it’s not just caffeine that can spike heart issues but SUGAR as well. All these years and I’ve only been told to avoid caffeine! No sugar?! Lort, I’m gonna need antidepressants too!

Anyway, I told him all the reasons why I love my child I mean why I am having anxiety issues. I should have said something along the lines of “this morning when my husband didn’t message me back for less that 2 hours I assumed automatically that he had died in a horrible accounting accident and not that, in reality, the five texts that I’d sent him had simply not come through.

Or that when my child sleeps soundly through the night and doesn’t not wake to come into my room that she has somehow died in her sleep and I fear even walking into her room to prove to myself that no, she can in fact sleep all night in her own bed, which she has done multiple times through the past month.

My dude didn’t want to prescribe anything yet, since I did say one of the main sources of my anxiety has improved (currently, don’t jinx it). He said if I still think I need it to come back.

Of course I’ll have to fed the vampire and apparently there’s a pee monster somewhere (bloodwork and urinalysis for those that truly believe I’m nuts)(I am actually but not that bad).

I was afraid this one was gonna be one of those doctors that’d give you whatever you wanted and that’s not good. But he seems like a good one so far. He’s very chatty. I know his wife likes LaCroix and he has two kids, one is a 9 week old boy. He also knows one of my kid’s principals.

But the last doctor I liked and trusted up and left without saying anything and I grew up with that guy!

Oh well. We’ll see how this goes. I’m gonna drink a lot of water tomorrow. Goodnight!

Thanks for reading!

-c

Not European. But I’m a peein’. Get it? Cause all the water?

My husband laughed.

A ‘Running Start’ to 2017

05 Monday Dec 2016

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As 2016 is winding down, and there’s less opportunity for the world to ruin this year any further, we’ve all started thinking of what 2017 will bring. Hopefully something good. 

Anywho, I’ve already said I have a list of things I want to do, and I hope to achieve in the coming year. But there’s one thing I haven’t mentioned. 

My workplace has a Relay for Life team. We just started it back up last year, when a friend/co-worker (she transferred, the traitor) and I were discussing it, and later approached the store manager. Last year, with as little as we were able to do, we managed to raise about $500 for the American Cancer Society (the great people who started the relay). 

In 2017 I wanna double that. 

But we’ve done “jack sprat” since. 

I’ve had an idea running around in my head for a while. And if I were to do it, there’d be a two-fold purpose. Not only would I be raising money for Relay for Life and cancer research, but I’d get fit too! 

My idea: “run” X amount of minutes for “$X” amount of donations. For a max of 150 mintes a day (Department of Health and Human Services daily recommended physical activity for healthy adults). 

All on FACEBOOK LIVE video. 

Now, granted I am a 300+ pound woman, which technically would mean I am not a so-called “healthy adult”. But I would stop if I felt too uncomfortable or in danger, I would keep water on hand, and my husband would be home. So, he could turn the dang treadmill off if I pass out (haha, I’m hilarious). 

I really like the idea, I’ve always needed real motivation to exercise, and I could do good too! And so could donators. 

I just have to get donators. 

I want to start in January, so there’s some time to decide. 

What do you think? Am I crazy or stupid? Both? Crazy smart? Stupid? 

-c

First 100 Days of 2017

25 Friday Nov 2016

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Thanksgiving is over, so it’s officially time to start thinking about the new year. While some of us started wishing for a new year back when everyone’s favorite famous people starting kicking the proverbial bucket, and we all dreamed of a do-over of this election year, now is the time to worry about what we’re doing with 2017. 

The president-elect/businessman/umpa-lumpa/whatever is planning his first 100 days in office and half the country is still praying for that do-over of all that. I’m starting to think about my (probably won’t keep) resolutions. 

First off: doctor appointments. A few years ago, I had some trouble with Endometrial Hyperplasia with Atypia. Loads of megace, two D&Cs and one child later, I think it’d be a good idea to check that out. 

I also need to see my regular doctor. I want to get a real starting weight for a weight loss plan, and discuss other concerns. Notably frequent headaches and possible hereditary brain aneurisms. My mom has had three-currently living with her third – and I worry about my chances. 

Next is a long put off eye doctor appointment. I’ve had the same glasses for almost eight years, the coating on the frames is chipping, and though I see fine, eight years is a long time with the same frames! 

Also on the list: new work clothes. Retail doesn’t allow a lot of freedom with wardrobe, unlike what the NBC show “Superstore” would have you believe. While I’m a huge fan of that show, despite its flaws, I can’t dress like them. And the same work clothes for the past three years tend to become a bit threadbare. And being a rotund lady, things tend to, well, rub. And holes have developed in concerning places on a pair or two of pants. Not to mention the holes in my pockets. I’ve lost one too many pens, gosh darn it!

And since Christmas is still looming on the horizon, albeit not so far off, I still have a few gifts to buy, so money is a problem. Once Christmas is done for I will have less money tied up so I can afford co-pays and “sorry, we ordered this test before we knew your insurance wouldn’t cover it” or “here, just pay your deductible right now and we got this”. Wait, no, insurance company. Because if I had that kinda moolah just laying around, my work clothes wouldn’t have to be on layaway! 

Anyway, I’d also like to do more blogging in the new year. But it’ll probably end up being like it is now, blogging when I should be sleeping. While my Black Friday mayhem shift wasn’t so bad this year, I’m still tired! 

Good night, friends, and happy holidays! 

Do you have any resolutions yet?

–c

My resolution is to not make a resolution

07 Wednesday Jan 2015

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While people the world over are making New Years Resolutions to lose weight or not spend so much time online or spend more time with loved ones, I’m sticking with my resolution from a decade ago. To not make a resolution.

Why make a resolution that you’ll most likely fall short on, or forget entirely? Instead, I skip the practice all together.

I had the baby on December 12th. Months before she popped out of my puffy body, I told myself I’d lose the baby weight. I’d lost a good amount of weight before I’d gotten knocked up, due to a medical condition that was exacerbated by my weight. When I got in the baby way, I’d been at my lowest weight in many years, and I was proud.

While I knew I’d gain weight during pregnancy (though it didn’t start until about four months along), I knew if do what I had to to lose it again.

So that resolution idea was made a long time before the new year.

And why make any other? There are two many things I want to change, to do different, to do more of, to choose a single one. I’ll just do what I can to achieve (or attempt to achieve) all these goals.

I just suck at it.

Happy New Year!
-c