Another Sunday

It's the beginning of another week and I feel like I'm not quite ready. I have meetings tomorrow and Tuesday and I have no interest in participating. I really just want to sit in my office and write. I enjoy the solitary nature of my job. I like to just go into my little room, close the door, crack the window and have at it.

I went to IKEA today and it was hard to walk. I wonder what the next step is with my back. It concerns me deeply. Next month will be a year of pain.

I am obsessed with the TLC program Brookhaven Obesity Clinic. There was a mini marathon today and I really didn't want to walk away from it. I fear that there, but for the grace of God go I. I never expected to be this weight with these mobility challenges. I think that the lives of the people profiled on the program are so hard and I have such a hard time believing that the administrator doesn't advocate surgery. The narrator refers to it as a "quick fix." I can't help but question the administrator's thinking. Perhaps if the residents could see some weight loss, regain their mobility and get some relief from their chronic conditions, they'd be motivated to kick their addictions. Minimally they'd feel better. I don't know. They're lives just seem so very, very hard and I can't imagine not considering every available option.

Unless something really sexy happens, I'll likely wait until Wednesday evening to check in again. It's the day I see Dr. Wood!