My good boi

Bailey graduated from kindergarten!!

Workouts are going well.  My PT has gotten very creative so it is hard to figure out what to call the things she has me doing.  The whole reason I was doing that was to have some backup workouts just in case.
Some of the things we did last night:
30 second each side -
step ups
standing leg raise with band
side suffle
some strange hybrid where you are on your hands and knees (but with your knees barely off the ground) straighten to a push up and back again.

suitcase carry
plank position but doing battle ropes one each arm 30 seconds.

plank with alternate leg raise (on elbows)
plank on knees but pushing one arm out with slider.

I will never remember how to do these again but I am convinced she sets up at night thinking of fresh ways to torture.  She finds it funny, I do not but it is very effective. 

I found out last week that I will be going to St. Paul the end of April.  I have never been and for some reason I feel the urge to visit the MOA.  Not sure if it will really be that much fun solo but I only plan on going the night I get there.  I don't plan on spending a lot of extra time there.  I need to do an overnight trip to make sure the kiddos will get along.  Dennis hasn't had to do the daycare routine yet.  I am sure he will be fine but will I?

I am less than a pound from my first weight loss goal!!

biggest loser

Guess who is the official winner of the workplace weight loss challenge?!?!  I almost didn't participate but a coworker was going down to weigh in and we were talking so I just went with him.  I couldn't remember what my start weight was but I knew I had lost in the 8 weeks.  I was last to weigh in and the guy over it told me I had to beat 6%....over 8% lost baby!!!  The reward for my efforts, 59 minutes of leave 😆

Marcy is eating better but still back to her normal self.  I have found that chicken deli meat works wonders in getting her pills down.  I had some leftover nuggets from Tuesday that I had set out and after I gave her her afternoon pill she went sniffing for them.  Well without thinking I gave her a few.  At this point I don't think it makes much difference.  Her liver enzymes are pretty elevated, not off the charts but high.  I called to ask the vet about bringing her in to get her vaccines that she needs and she told me that it probably wasn't necessary to stress her out. 

I made it to the gym twice this week for training!!  I found out Tuesday that my Thursday group changed times so I don't have a group anymore.  They meet at 5:30, which I could do but with the baby shark aka Bailey it is just easier to wait until Dennis gets off work and go at 6:30.  Well I am almost out of sessions and I really can't afford to buy one on one training and group training sessions, hell, I can't really afford the one on one period.  Anyway, we talked about it Tuesday and couldn't figure out how to go about it but we both came up with the same solution of coming in at 6 and doing 30 minutes with the group and 30 minutes on my own.  She gave me the option of continuing, buying the group sessions and using 2 of them per session (which is about the same price) or just doing 30 minutes.  Although the 30 minutes option sounds appealing, I don't think I get a good workout in that amount of time.  We will see how it works out.  At any rate I bought 20 sessions.  That should hold me over for awhile. 

Work is going really well.  I am finding my groove finally.  I was appointed to a national committee and feel like I finally have something to contribute.  We have an annual work group meeting 29 April - 3 May in Saint Paul, MN.  The next week I have training in Idaho so it will be a stressful few weeks.  I haven't left Bailey overnight yet.  I probably need to do that for a trial run to let him get used to having daddy in charge.  I know he will be fine but he is my little baby.  Truman and Marcy don't need me anymore and are used to the routine.  I don't want to think about leaving Marcy for two weeks in the condition she is in but we are taking it one day at a time right now. 

I would write out my gym routines but I can't for the life of me remember and she is having me do some strange multi-muscle things that surely don't have names this side of hell..

so many things

It feels like it has been a year since I posted last. 

Bailey made it through his neuter surgery with flying colors and never slowed down.  He was first on the chopping block so he was done fairly early.  I got a call from the vet about 11 saying he was wide awake and unhappy about being in the kennel but fine..."oh, and he chewed through his IV".  HE WHAT?  He said that he might be ready to go home about noon since he popped right up from anesthesia but he would be fine if he needed to stay longer.  I have a weekly web seminar on Thursday's and our network blocks some of the functions of the web meeting so I decided to just go home, pick up Bai, and do the training from there.  It worked out well.  He was jumping around like he normally does at the vet's office.  One of the other vets was laughing at him and telling me that she was 100% sure he went through the surgery, she saw "them" come off.  He calmed down when we got home.  Puppies.

I took off on Friday to stay home with the puppy and make sure he didn't hurt himself. 

So I did very little over the weekend that would require me to leave the house.  I did my taxes (so not happy with that) and got some major Truman cuddles.

My dad went in for a PET scan last week and I have kind of gotten to the point where I don't panic every time he goes in.  He has been sick and they stopped all treatment to see if it was a reaction to the keytruda type medication he had been getting for 7 months.  He has been pretty sick.  Anyway, the scan was like Monday and Friday he got a phone call from the clinic telling him he had chemo scheduled for Tuesday.  We all kind of lost it.  He had a doctor's appointment yesterday and we just kind of tried to hold it together until he saw the doctor.  If the cancer had returned and that was how he found out I was going to lose it.  Anyway, I planned on going to the doctor with them and come to find out they "chemo" they were referring to was the immunotherapy "chemo" protocol.  The scans were so much better the last time without the immunotherapy so they told him they were going to discontinue any further treatment.  There is still no signs of the cancer.  I kind of blame my parents for not asking questions when they called for the appointment, but that is just them.  Unlike me, the feel like they shouldn't question the doctor.   Regardless, it all turned out well.

Sunday was pretty stressful as well.  July of 2017 the vet found a large mass on Marcy's, our 12 year old hound mix liver.  The tumor had formed around the major arteries and ducts making surgery very difficult and not guaranteed.  She has always been a little feral, not a cuddley girl and she is extremely nervous away from home so we decided that we would just let her live out her life.  They told us maybe 6 months.  Well she hadn't slowed down, until Sunday.  She is a big eater but showed no interest in food.  I have been giving her canned food at night so I thought maybe she was just being picky.  I tried later to give her a treat and she wouldn't take it, Dennis drove through and got nuggets and she didn't touch them.  She spent most of the day just pacing.  When she did lay down she was breathing rather erratically.  I didn't think she would make it through the night but didn't want to take her to the emergency vet because I was sure they would want to put her down.  It was so bad we discussed which service we would use when she didn't come back from the vet.  Against all odds she made it through the night.  Dennis had to drag her out from under the bed.  When she got up I offered her some of the nuggets from the night before and she chomped them down!!  We had decided I was going to take off work and we would take her to the doctor first thing and of course it snowed for the first time in 2 years and the roads were slick.  Thank goodness Dennis is ex highway patrol and a volunteer firefighter so he has all kinds of training for that kind of stuff.  Anyway, we got her to the vet and she ate a bag of their treats (sorry not sorry) while we waited.  The fact that she ate anything changed our whole course of action.  The vet did blood work and her liver enzymes are very high but not off the charts and her kidney values are low.  The look on the vets face wasn't encouraging but she didn't tell us we needed to make any decisions just yet.  She said that if she hadn't started eating we might be talking hospitalization but they gave her a shot for pain and anti-nausea along with a few prescriptions and sent her home.  We have known for a long time that every day we have with her is a gift.  She seems to be doing better but still isn't eating like herself.  I went tot he store and got some chicken lunch meat and she can't get enough of that.  There are also a few treats that she seems to love so that's what we are feeding her.

After all that Bailey had dog school and I swear he forgot how to walk on a leash.  He did well on most everything except the heel exercise.  Next week is graduation and I am kind of glad.  I need a break.  I have to decide if I want to sign him up for basic, which will start the end of the month.  If we do sign him up we will do Saturday morning, it just seems easier. 

It's been a little bit of a roller coaster of a weekend.  Going to try and go to my group training tonight and get back to my normal routine.

Weight this morning was 124.8 but I honestly don't think I ate yesterday with all the stress.