This is becoming a trend: me taking Bloom Day photos on the 15th, then not posting them until later in the month.
Status: Thyroid Numbers Normal
Nurse from my GP’s office called to say my bloodwork came back normal… including my thyroid.
Adventures in Health Care
This is my setup for the next half hour or so: camped out in the cafe of the Wellness Center between appointments. Just got done with my annual eye exam, and I meet with my primary care physician in about 45 minutes.
Also, my eyes are dilated, so I can’t hardly see to type.
Status: Waiting For Eyes to Dilate
Eye dilation in effect. It’s only a matter of minutes until I can no longer read my phone.
I Don’t Care But I Do
I actually laughed during class, when we were rocking some quick V-steps and I noticed that my entire midsection was shaking like a bowl full of Jell-O.
I seriously found it funny. I didn’t care.
What I did care about was the fact that I barely modified any moves at all like I usually do, to protect my back. My core is strong enough to keep me from hurting myself.
I also cared that my foot was pointed sideways on the side kicks, and that my jabs were quick and full-motion — all the way out and all the way back to my face.
I didn’t care that I was apparently exhaling too audibly during a few moves, when the resident ex-dancer gave me the stink-eye. She’s lucky I didn’t actually kiai out loud: THAT would have turned some heads.
I didn’t care about my spare tire. Finally.