I am so sick of this!

Yesterday was another rope-a-dope day with the medical insurance industry. I talked to the lady at the cardiologist office and she said that she had scheduled the stress test for today, then she said that the nurse at my primary care's office said she just put in for the pre-cert and it might not be in be ready by the time they need it. So I call my insurance company and ask them if there's a way to speed it up and they say no you need to call this other company that deals with pre-certs before us. So I get that company's number and call them and ask if there's a way to speed things up and they just say no. I call the lady at my cardiologist's office at the end of the day and she hasn't heard from the nurse at my primary care's office so they don't have the pre-cert number. So that's ANOTHER canceled stress test. I'm really starting to hate the field that I work in just because of insurance. I'm calling the pre-cert company right now to see if they have it yet. Yeah right...

Frustrated

I'm starting to slip back into my old habits. Not being able to go to the gym is making me so depressed. I keep stepping on the scale two to three times a day just to watch the numbers go up and down. I've tried to call the cardiologist's office to get my stress test scheduled twice now and yesterday they said "Amy" will call you when she gets to your information and she's only in on Mon. Wed. and Fri. Bleh. So I trying calling again just now and they said she'll call you when she can. BLEH! If I had at least a day in mind as to when my stress test will be at least I could look forward to that and start psyching myself up. But nooooo. I know even after I have the test done it'll probably take a couple of weeks before the results come in. Le sigh. I'm going to do my exercises at home tonight. I WILL do my band exercises and crunches! I won't let all of my progress be thrown away! I WILL get out of this funk!!!

Bleh...Just BLEH!

So today was my appointment with my primary care doctor about the whole high heart rate thing. He thinks that since my heart rate was elevated for over an hour after the end of my exercise that a stress test would be the best idea. I don't much disagree. The only part that I hate is not being able to work out at the gym until I have the stress test done. He won't sign my medical release form until I get the stress test done. So bleh. When the nurse at his office tried to call the hospital that I work at to schedule the stress test they were asking her tons of questions so she said it would be best if I scheduled the appointment myself. I call to make the appointment and they tell me that I have to have a cardiologist who my primary had referred me to. Which is what she was trying to tell the nurse at my doc's office. Sheesh. Anyways, I got a list of cardiologists that work at my hospital to give to my doctor's office so they could set up a referral. Jill, the girl at the front desk who I see all the time at Shoney's, told me she would take care of it. Have to remember to call for a follow up on that tomorrow. The longer I have to wait the more time I spend away from the gym. According to my doctor I've lost 11 pounds on his scale since October. Woo! He was thrilled. My Potassium is doing fine and my protein level in my urine is down almost half from my last 24 hr urine. Wooo! Now just a waiting game.

Stupid Pizza Hut

Last night I swam as planned and it was fun but also productive. After swimming in the pool for an hour my husband and I were starving so I said why don't we go get the natural pizza from Pizza Hut? It's 11 pts. per slice and it's darn good. Well when we go both of us got the salad bar and when the pizza came out it was the wrong crust!!! Their normal bleach white flour kind...bleh! I would have sent it back but we were hungry so I went ahead and ate two slices...I know bad me. But at least this morning we got up at 6 and went to the gym. I rode the stationary bike for half an hour, that's 8 miles!! I plan on riding it again tonight when we go again.

Measurements

Oh my God....I had no idea. This is just...it's startling.

Bust: 52 inches
Waist: 53 inches
Hips: 61 3/4 inches (I died a little inside with this one)

Arms: 17 inches
Thigh: 35 inches
Calves: 20 inches

Sleepy....Sore

Today I took the stairs at work like 10 times...at least I think it was that many times. And then I went to the chiropractor and did my workout. For some reason I think I always work harder in front of the ladies there. Maybe it's the fact that I start off with a warm up on a bike. Today I did the bike for 6 minutes instead of 5. Stickin' it to the expensive man!

Stairs...

So stairs...are evil. They make my knees hurt something fierce. I mean it's also like a pysch-out thing too when you can hear your own cartilage and bone crickle and crackle. Yes I did just make up a word. Just came up one flight of stairs carrying a tool bag, my heart started pounding a little. That's a little scary, I think I need to do more cardio. My co-worker and friend Debbie has a rule of thumb when it comes to the stairs. "I never take the stairs if I'm carrying something." Sounds better and better to me all the time. I wonder if anyone's knee has ever actually broken because they were so heavy and tried to climb a step...