Being More Careful

Yesterday was fun.  The girls even got up without struggles, and we left early for City Market.  I didn't have to ditch my group for a bench, even though these stupid steroids take my breath a lot.  I just moved slowly along and we had a good time.

When we got home, I realized that I'd need a nap or I'd never make it through the afternoon, so I went to bed at 1:30 with my alarm set for 3.  It went off, I felt dizzy, so I turned it off.  Backup alarm went off at 4:00, but still, I couldn't get out of bed.  I looked over by the bed, saw my full water glass, and started counting ounces.  I didn't get to count very high.

I'd had a lot of coffee while everyone got ready, and then I'd had a Diet Coke.  I filled my glass before we hit the road, and that's all the water I had all day.  We walked around in the sun and heat for a couple of hours, and I wasn't drinking anything.  I was good and dehydrated.

It took a couple of hours and a LOT of water and Gatorade to straighten me out.  My head finally stopped spinning and I was told I looked better after 2-3 hours.  After getting that straightened out, I was hungry and actually ate dinner.  That's saying something for day four.  If I'd stayed hydrated, I'd probably had an amazing day!  LOL

Today should be crash day, but as easy as the rest of this cycle has been, I plan to not let it happen.  I'm already pumping down water, and anything we do will be inside the a/c today.  Brooke will head back home tomorrow, and I don't want to waste any of our time crashed out in my chair.  I'm already sad about her leaving.  I want to make the most of today.

I just have to be more careful.  I let the fact that I was doing so well lead to a false sense of security.  I now know to enjoy the fact that this third cycle is being so good to me, and keep up with the things I know my body needs.  Like water.  Time for a refill!