Everything Is Peaceful and Serene

I went to the hematologist yesterday. He said that what I have is most likely what they call "anemia of chronic disease," probably due to the Crohn's, but he wants to fill in some gaps in the bloodwork, so I'm going for that on Monday. He did mention what this could possibly, unlikely, be, the tests for which are far down the road. In general, a good news visit. This was really good for me, because, I don't think I mentioned (or maybe I did), the "best hematologist in New Jersey", to whom I was sent, is also the best oncologist in New Jersey, and was, in fact, my mother's oncologist. It was very creepy for me to go to that office (the Hubs went with me) and even to see him again, although he is quite a character (the doctor) and delightful and funny and warm, and it's always good to know you're seeing the best, eh?

I'm going to attempt to start working with the Wii Fit again, today after school. I haven't done it in a long time because, well, everything hurts, but if everything is going to hurt, I've got little choice but to continue my life hurting. Maybe the exercises will help, who knows, but I won't do anything that will make it worse, or cause more pain, so why not do it?

Also, after taking a very serious vow when I got the Crohn's diagnosis never to diet again, well ... What I didn't consider at the time, I suppose, was that I would be marrying off a kid and I would need to wear something nice to her wedding, and that requires less poundage for me. At this point -- about 165, and remember, I'm five foot two -- I couldn't do anything more than matronly. And yes, I am matronly, but I cover it up most of the time with jeans and denim shirts. Not so for a wedding. And you know what? I would really, really like to wear a dress, and not dressy pants. I can get away with a dress because my legs still look okay, and maybe I'll even wear a long dress, but I don't want to look fat, or chunky, or whatever. Nothing I can do about the triple-D girls, although maybe a little weight loss would bring me down to a double-D. Anyway, here's my goal: to lose twenty pounds by July 1. I think that's entirely do-able, if my body lets me lose weight at all. At 145, even though that's not skinny, people will gasp and say "Oh, you're so skinny!" because, you know, I'll have lost 20 pounds. And July 1 should give me enough time to get a dress for an October or November wedding, which is what they're talking about.

So, to recap:
1. R engaged.
2. Sister freed from life-threatening illness.
3. K is employed.
4. I don't have cancer
5. K has a date tonight!

All in all, we're doing okay. It's so nice when things just work.


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