Magic Monday’s aren’t so magic anymore….

Well folks it has been almost 3 weeks since my surgery.  In some respects it feels like it happened 3 months ago and at the same time more like 3 days.  I went back to work yesterday…part out of necessity and part out of boredom.  It isn’t easy sitting at home recuperating.  I did catch up on a few things that I have wanted to watch and highly recommend the following: season 1 of House of Cards (can be found on Netflix or your favorite bit torrent site, thanks for turning me on to this E!), season 3 of Shameless, and the latest season 5 or 6 of Californication.  I also, got in my fair share of Duck Dynasty and other mind numbing reality based shows where they are either catching a big ass alligator, a big ass fish, a bank robber, rapist or drug dealer, or they are at an auction, in a pawn shop, digging something out of the ground or repossessing something.  In two weeks I saw them all and have had my fill of it for quite some time.

One of the things that became blatantly clear yesterday is that even though I feel one way…my body doesn’t necessarily follow suit.  I sit at a desk all day and I am on the phone, in a meeting or on a computer the majority of the time.  Not what you would classify as physically taxing by any stretch of the imagination.  But I have to tell you, after 7 hours of “work” (typically I work about a 9 to 10 hour work day) yesterday I was wiped out!  I took a nap for about an hour, but woke up for dinner feeling worse than when I laid down.  In general I have not slept very well since I have been home.  Last night was no different.  I started using my Fit Bit again (I know i promised a review, I will get to it soon enough…or not) and it registered that I was in bed for close to 7 hours, slept a little over 6 hours, but was awakened 16 times during the night, and only going about an hour at the longest without waking.  So you can see that I am waking up in the morning without a good quality nights sleep, which then just wears me down quicker through out the day.  Not sure what to do about that…that last thing I want to do is ask for a sleeping pill.  If you read my earlier post you will know that I don’t have a lot of spare room in my pill box.

Let me spend a few words talking about my state of mind.  Overall it is pretty positive…I am seeing scale and non-scale victories all the time, buttttttt……..there are some underlying things that I am contending with.  Most of it is the permanency of what I have done to my body.  Until you go through something like this you don’t realize how food centric this country is, at least I didn’t…we all talk about wanting to be healthy and eat right and work at beating the rapidly growing obesity problem in the USA.  I only have one thing to say to that….bull shit…pure plain and simple bull shit.  If that was the case then I would have never had to view a commercial last night for Burger King and their new burger that is mixed with bacon and cheese and topped with deep fried onion rings. REALLY…this is what is going to save the world from obesity.  They are no different than the tobacco companies.  What is the difference between the Marlboro Man and Ronald McDonald or the Burger King…Abso-fucking-lutely nothing, they are talking heads for a product that kills.  I know…I am the pot calling the kettle black and I am sure I am preaching to the WLS choir, and I have probably just cast a stone in the glass house that I am living in.  But if you spend any amount of time watching TV commercials (I am not advocating this) you will notice that every other commercial is typically for some sort of restaurant or fast food chain and typically it is spotlighting one of the unhealthiest things they have on their menu.

I have digressed way off my original point, but it does relate…or at least I will try to make it relate.  The finality of the surgery keeps hitting me that I will never be able to do certain things again, and that I will never truly be able to enjoy a meal at a nice restaurant.  I know some of that is not true and I will enjoy food, I just won’t be able to eat the way I used to eat…. wait…news flash…that is what got me here in the first place, but there is still some sadness.  I am sure over the course of time….say 10 0r 15 years….I will come to grips with the fact that I won’t be able to take advantage of Magic Monday’s at McDonald’s and get a second Big Mac for 25 cents when I buy the first one at regular price.  I am hoping that maybe I am just going to be ahead of the curve, when the talking heads quit talking and actually start doing something about the obesity problem.  Let’s hope it is soon, because I am really tired of seeing the next unhealthy food concoction in high definition on my television.

Well readers that is all I have for now.  I called it early today because I am tired and I am going to go grab myself a nap.  Rest assured…there is more of this rant left in me.

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