No Rest for the Wicked

So, my FitBit is pretty damn awesome. I synced it with my FitnessPal app that I've been using off and on for a few years. I'm suddenly a calorie burning machine! But no, it's pretty awesome. It holds me accountable for burning more than I take in, and keeping moving.

I love that it tracks my heart and my sleep for my doctors, and helps motivate me with badges and bullshit. I don't see a 10k step badge in my near future yet though.

I pulled some tickers and badges from the FitnessPal app to put on my blog so all of you can see my progress on my journey as well! That should help hold me more accountable too.

I didn't take an Ambien last night, and as usual lately I didn't sleep for shit. Now you can all see just how fabulously I sleep.

Go the Fuck to Sleep!

Today hasn't been very exciting. Chris woke up feeling better after being sick for less than a day. I'm still fighting it off on day number four. I'm almost back to myself though.

I did my regular chores around the house and a little bit towards my organizing projects. There was plenty I should have gotten done, but I just didn't feel like it. I have a billion messages on the answering machine I need to return. I totally forgot about my port flush appointment and missed that yesterday so I have a concerned message from the infusion nurse.

Ports should be used at least once a month. Which was easy peasy when I was getting monthly infusions. Now I get two infusions every four months, so if I'm not getting labs drawn I have to schedule a port flush to keep the works from getting gummed up. When I first got my port in it was constantly clogging despite constant heavy use. My body was just not a fan and kept trying to 'heal' it. It's been working famously lately though. Sitting around for a few hours waiting for Activase to hopefully work isn't much fun. Nor are the nosebleeds I usually get afterwards.