tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27209409122859089942024-03-13T16:22:47.042-04:00Exercising Diary of a CysterA daily journal of a CF patient, Wife, Nurse, and Runner, who also wants to track her exercise.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.comBlogger437125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-62680344669099115462012-10-02T19:46:00.002-04:002012-10-02T19:46:14.671-04:00Where everybody knows your name<div style="text-align: center;">
I love my gym. I really really do. I have a routine of getting up at 0430 every day and being out the door by 0500. Go to the gym for about an hour, then work a 10 hour nursing shift. Am I crazy some people ask? Maybe. But I know me, and know that It's difficult for me to go to the gym after a 10 hour shift. I'd rather knock it out at 0'dark thirty instead.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
It's a nice gym, bright and colorful with everything I need. It's "real" people working out. There aren't people prancing around in bikinis or trying to pick up guys (disclaimer: If you are one of these people I'm so sorry, more power to you, hehe). It's comfortable and everyone is there for the same reasons. We're just trying to stay or become healthy. I-Love-It.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Each morning upon arrival, I swipe my card and enter the land of sweat and determination. Upon heading to my destination (usually the treadmill to run a few miles) I'm greeted continuously by people who now are like friends. "Hey Jess, Good morning Jess, good work out Jess." It's a big deal to me. These people don't even really know why I'm there, but they are kind and supportive. To me, that's everything and more I could ever want out of my gym. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<br />Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-64567376150720569232012-09-11T19:05:00.001-04:002012-09-11T19:40:49.560-04:00Clinic Visit <div style="text-align: center;">
Well I'm not <i>that</i> late, but I did have CF clinic the last week of August. I really did mean to sit down that night and write, and well, you know....I didn't. In my defense things around here have been quite busy the last few weeks. My Dad had back surgery so I've been taking him to and from appointments, follow ups, blood work, doing his dressing changes. You name it. It was a little frazzling (is that even a word?) to say the least.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
On a positive note my clinic visit ROCKED, and for a few different reasons. One, my PFT's were above baseline which always makes me smile. The Doctor basically said, "just keep doing what you're doing and we'll see you in 3 months." So yes, that was okey dokey with me for sure! Second and most important was that my best friend was able to go with me for my visit. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
As one of the biggest supporters of me and my CF, she was able to really go and see what going to clinic is all about. From PFT's, to seeing the doc, to getting examined, getting my 8765145678514534769 prescription refills, and for the love of cheese, her having to watch them swab me for my sputum culture (ew). She was there for it all. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
My bestie has seen me at my worst with CF. From visiting me in the hospital with bowel obstructions or pneumonia, to hanging out with me and my PICC lines on numerous occasions. We make the best of it. Always. She's seen me celebrate my biggest accomplishments too, like 5K's and my triathlon. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I couldn't ask for a better friend in the entire world. Thanks for going to good ole Johns Hopkins with me, heck, at least we made it fun. She's my CF partner in crime. To celebrate the good visit, we went to my favorite bar for their wings and sliders in Baltimore :) Not a bad day if I say so myself.<br />
<br />
And...drum roll please....my bestie is officially a NURSE PRACTITIONER!!!!!!! I'm so proud!!<!--3--></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMurJr2Fnbs/UE_H9VlwPkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ggnRCXqX7xo/s1600/JR%27s.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMurJr2Fnbs/UE_H9VlwPkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ggnRCXqX7xo/s320/JR%27s.JPG" width="240" /> </a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This is us sporting our awesome Hopkins visitors bracelets. Rad. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-14236093980153403432012-07-30T19:46:00.000-04:002012-07-30T19:46:30.721-04:00"Are you a runner?"<div style="text-align: center;">
I love my job. I'll say it again, I love my job. At the outpatient surgery center at which I work I do mostly admitting/triaging patients and recovery room nursing. When I'm in the triage area, I get to talk to <i>a lot</i></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
of patients. Perhaps it's because I'm so chatty that I love my job, who knows ;) Anyway after making sure they are medically clear for their surgery If I have time there's always room for conversation. It's kind of like each new person I meet has the chance to teach me something new, etc. Love it.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So I was getting a gentleman ready for his procedure today, just like I do every day. As I was inserting his IV and hooking him up to some medications he asked me out of the blue "Are you a runner?" I answered "Why yes I am, how'd you know that?" He replied "I can just tell. You look healthy, make sure you keep up the good work!" After the fact that he completely made my day I came back down to earth and wheeled him into the procedure room.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Upon our departure he looked at me and said "Keep doing whatever you're doing." Boy, if I had any idea why I run and do the things I do....but then again maybe he did know? It was such an inspiring moment for sure. Take that CF ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-29735309491781532422012-07-27T17:40:00.000-04:002012-07-27T17:40:12.182-04:00"You're too nice!"<div style="text-align: center;">
Yes, yes, this is something I really shouldn't even be blogging about because it's a phrase that is NOT new to my ears. I've had this said to me for-ev-er! I can't help it, THIS is who I am. Sometimes I do find it somewhat offensive I have to admit. Anyway the reason I'm even writing about it is because of Facebook. Yes, lovely Facebook.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I LOVE (for the most part) the people I talk to, connect with, and have built relationships with. What I loathe is that I hold back on what I'd really like so say sometimes. For example, there are friends of mine that complain about complaining. I mean really, is it necessary!? Like for instance, person A hates the world. Even if you gave person A a cookie, he'd most likely bitch (sorry) because it's not chocolate chip, he wants sugar. Then if you DID give him the sugar, he'd complain about that because, well, he has to! Seriously!? </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Sometimes I actually type out a frank, but kind response then end up deleting it. Why do I want to sink to this level of negativity? Why do I want someone who hates the fact that he's breathing and alive bother me? Well, that's because...you guessed it, "you're too nice." I just really wish I had the guts to say what It is I'm feeling sometimes. Ah well, a girl can dream right? ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-14951469254932825102012-07-15T18:51:00.003-04:002012-07-15T18:52:03.808-04:00The last hmm, 10 months or so?<div style="text-align: center;">
So here's what's been going on in my world since I'm the worst blogger in history and have to do a lame update instead ;)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No particular order, just how I can remember everything...here goes...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Still going to the gym 4-5 days a week and running. One of my coworkers decided to join so I'm now going with her in the mornings before work. I have to get up at 430 am to do this, but it's so nice getting it done first thing in the morning.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We did our 1st CF Great Strides walk in May, and it was simply awesome. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We just got back from Florida and the Bahamas for vacation. Really enjoyed a break from reality. Well, the reality of work really. The nebs traveled with me ;)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I completed a Triathlon on May 12th!!! Definitely my biggest achievement this year thus far. I completed a 5K run, 10K bike, and 500 meter swim in 1 hour and 47 minutes. I even got a medal :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I turned 32 in February, woo hoo!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We went on a long weekend ski trip in February with Scott's family. We were skiing in blizzard conditions, that was a first. Shew.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary in April!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
CF wise I started on 2 different compounded medications. I'm now on Ceftaz and Tobra. I am SO thankful for these meds because they are done in minutes via the Trio and my lungs are so happy!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I've been great at repelling technology this year. I left my iPOD at the gym never to be heard from again of course. I prefer to think I paid it forward and someone who needed one got it. Yeah yeah I know. I also got an iPhone, broke an iphone, got an iphone, killed an iphone, and got an iphone. In my defense, I broke (ahem, the first one) by leaning down to hug my niece and it shattered into a million and one pieces.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I've been cooking a ton which isn't anything new, just my love.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I have become a PINTEREST ADDICT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Currently training to run a 10K, not sure when I'm doing it, but I'm training anyway.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Went deep sea fishing! Saw a ton of sharks and caught a giant fish! A-W-E-S-O-M-E!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Paddle boarded for the first time. Holy work out! I had not idea it was so hard! I decided to try this during hurricane Debby. Yeah, brilliant right? </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Planted a pretty cool garden this year that the deer have NOT touched! Woo hoo! Mostly because my husband put a greenhouse up and they can't get it, but still. Hehe.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I've become a coupon clipper, big time. Now I'm not losing my mind and hoarding 100000000 boxes of tampons or anything (LOL) just stuff that we need.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Did a wild 7 mile hike in the Spring. Tough, but certainly worth it. We are currently trying to plan a trip to hike in the Grand Canyon.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Enjoying my Orioles, but SO counting down the days until Football season and my RAVENS!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Work is going well. Being the Charge RN has it's moments, but I love my job so much. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We got a POOL!!!!!!!!!! It should be ready for pick up this week. I can't wait!! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Well that's all I can think of right now. Sorry If I bored you to tears with this :)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-52109450765361244032012-07-11T20:28:00.000-04:002012-07-11T20:31:00.886-04:00Certain patients....<div style="text-align: center;">
Reason #1534861456 why I love my job of being a Nurse. I took care of a challenged gentleman today that had to be one of the absolute kindest men on the face of the earth. I can't even begin to describe it, but he was just a good soul if you know what I mean. And in short, I adored him. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
He was my 2nd patient of many for the day and I have to say starting out the day like this was wonderful. He was so so so thankful for everything, even me checking his blood pressure. "Thank you ma'am, yes ma'am, ok ma'ma." I hadn't even got him into the triage bay before he kissed my hand and told me I had "pretty green eyes." These patients melt my heart completely. <br />
<br />
So nearing the end of our time together he gave me a big hug, and kiss on the cheek. What-a-cutie. I even called my husband and said that If I could I'd bring him home to take care of him. He had a form of developmental delay and was mentally challenged. I truly believe these people are angels on this earth.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Before he left from his procedure he came to find me to say bye. He asked me if it would be ok if he painted me a water color painting next week and brought it back to me. I think my heart exploded today...</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-88919260895366645062012-07-10T20:26:00.003-04:002012-07-10T20:26:50.410-04:00Hello!?!?<div style="text-align: center;">
Testing out the good ol' blog again! Yes, yes it's been AGES since my last post. It's been quite an adventure getting this site to even let me begin to post again. IF this is successful, count me in as being back on the blog-band-wagon. ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-3910400669375087562011-10-29T18:57:00.002-04:002011-10-29T19:19:04.574-04:00Fall Happening'sFall is my absolute favorite season! I look forward to it all year long and really try to enjoy each and every day. We've had an eventful Fall thus far...<br /><br />I had my Picc line in for 3 weeks which made me feel great!<br /><br />Poor Scott got a nasty cold and was sick for over a week..<br /><br />He then passed it to his lovely wife (ahem, me) and I'm anxiously awaiting it's departure ;)<br /><br />We went to our local Renaissance festival and ate our hearts out<br /><br />We have went to several Fall festivals in our area<br /><br />Drank countless glasses of hot apple cider<br /><br />Picked apples at an orchard<br /><br />Went on a Hayride with my nieces<br /><br />Tried apple fritters for the first time (YUM!)<br /><br />Picked pumpkins off the vine at a pumpkin patch<br /><br />Went to our favorite yard sale fall festival about an hour away and cleaned up<br /><br />Made a few loaves of pumpkin bread<br /><br />Enjoyed a band at our favorite local winery<br /><br />Next up:<br /><br />Carving Pumpkins<br /><br />Dressing up for Halloween!!Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-19553297532327467192011-10-15T09:36:00.002-04:002011-10-15T21:14:06.927-04:00The Blog lock-out is overYikes, for the life of me my blog has NOT let me sign in for about 2 weeks now. I've racked my brain for reasons why, but for some reason today it let me sign in. Great! It hasn't let me comment on other blogs either, so I do apologize for that. I have to say I'd just sit here and hit "Comment" after "Comment" and nothing. Here's hoping she's all fixed now :)<br /><br />A lot has happened lately, so in my true to slacker-not-able-to-log-in-fashion, It's a list on the blog type of day..<br /><br />-For starters the Picc is gone! Yay! It was removed yesterday at work, which was exactly 3 weeks from placement. Feeling good and hoping things continue in that direction.<br /><br />-Our CF community lost a very near a dear person to me recently. Nicole lost her battle as did her little boy. It's been very difficult lately thinking about her and everything that happened. She is on my mind so very much.<br /><br />-I officially entered the world of CFRD on August 30th. Been feeling it for a while now, so we decided I needed to keep track of my sugars. Sure enough I landed myself on a carb counting adventure with the help of a Novalog insulin pen. Her name is "Penny." ;)<br /><br />-I've been trying very hard to enjoy every moment of my most favorite season, FALL! We went to a pumpkin patch, apple orchard, did a hay ride, and have been to 2 Fall festivals. Love this!<br /><br />-I ran the 2nd annual "Out Run CF" race. I chose to do a 5K with the picc line in tow. It went well and I was so happy to have been able to do it.<br /><br />-I've recently begun to start "couponing." Not crazy hoarding or anything, just watching for deals on the things that we actually need. So far so VERY good! It's pretty cool to see all the $ we can save.<br /><br />-Being the crazy person I am, I've started getting some early Christmas shopping done. I've gotten all of my nieces and both of my Goddaughters finished already. Definitely a good feeling :D<br /><br />-I continue to run at least 4 days a week and love it. There just isn't anything else that makes me feel so great.<br /><br />That's it for now. Just coming off of IV's yesterday has officially made me feel like I've been hit by a mack truck. I can't remember the last time I felt this exhausted, or slept so deep. Shew. Back to relaxing :)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-19981787722515702632011-09-24T11:45:00.003-04:002011-09-24T12:18:02.676-04:00PICC time<div align="center">On Thursday I woke up feeling pretty congested. I just chalked it up to the change in seasons, but still was on the look out during the day to see how I felt. I was getting a patient ready when I felt what I'd call a "jab" of pain in my left lower lung. It was enough to take my breath away. So I decided that definitely warranted a listen with the stethescope.</div><br /><div align="center">Sure enough my lungs sounded pretty gross in the lower and mid lobes. They had lots of crackles, gurgles, and tons of expiratory wheezing. I usually have clear lungs, so I knew something was up. I gave Hopkins a ring to see what they thought, and of course they wanted to see me and take a listen for themselves.</div><br /><div align="center">I didn't even do PFT's because of the shooting pain. The Dr. took a listen and basically said "So what kind of IV's have workded in the past?" Awesome. I was definitely open to having a PICC line right now. I don't want this to have a chance to turn into something awful. And because we are officially in flu season I want to be safe.</div><br /><div align="center">So I went to a new place yesterday for my PICC placement. Other areas couldn't get me in until next Wednesday. Or, I could get admitted. I'd rather not be in the hospital anyway because of germs, but even moreso because I don't feel bad, just playing it safe. So I'm PICC'd and ready to go. Bring on the drugs and "roto-rootering" I'm ready for these lungs to be happy again :)</div><br /><div align="center">I'm going to take a few days off from exercising. I think rest is important right now. But I ended this week with running 6.5 miles :)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-25504854376516968292011-09-14T12:59:00.003-04:002011-09-14T13:08:16.540-04:00Colonoscopy Day ;)I started my day out with a lovely colonoscopy today. What a breeze! The worst part is definitely the day before being allowed only clear liquids since this girl LOVES to eat. The prep wasn't even a big deal. I did Miralax and Gatorade and since I like Gatorade and drink it frequently it was a piece of cake...ohh cake. Sorry side tracked ;)<br /><br />I had to have the colonoscopy due to my history of bowel obstructions in the last 2 years. I had intussusception when I obstruced the last 2 times. So to be safe we did the procedure to make sure there wasn't something in there causing it (ex: Mass, huge polyp, lipoma, etc).<br /><br />Good new is, no bad news. I did have 2 "tiny" polyps, so no biggie. I'll follow up with the doctor in about 2 weeks and we'll go from there. It was a great experience if I do say so myself. The sedation (Propofol) is wonderful! You literally fall asleep, and wake up in recovery. It doesn't get much better than that.<br /><br />Being a GI nurse who does this all day long, I knew what to expect. In fact, I totally felt like I was a work. I was even taken care of by a nurse I went to nursing school with. Of course, it still makes you nervous, but I think that was because I was afraid something was going on in there. So overall, good day, great nap, good results :)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-53088915341033655582011-09-09T15:34:00.007-04:002011-09-09T15:51:46.244-04:00Think Before you Speak, pretty please.<div align="center">Today was a rough one I have to admit. Work was going well, and I was taking care of my patients just moving right along. I was getting an older gentleman ready and he started to ask questions about me. After some chatting he asked me If I was married, yes...how long I was a Nurse, and so on....Then he asked me if I had any children. I replied No. He responded by telling me how I'm really missing out and that I'm really missing something not having children. I held back my tears (not for long) and told him I had lost a baby 2 years ago and have had a tough time ever since. Of course he felt terrible, but I don't care. </div><br /><div align="center">I composed myself long enough to finish his IV and get out the door. I could feel it brewing and one of my fellow Nurses asked me If I was ok, and bam the flood gates open. I couldn't hold the tears back any longer. </div><br /><div align="center">It's been a very long time since I've cried like this over pregnancy/miscarriage stuff. I think about it every single day, but today was difficult.</div><br /><div align="center">I just really really wish people would think before they speak. You never ever know what kind of battle someone is fighting on the inside...</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-54669989935154177772011-07-30T19:50:00.006-04:002011-07-30T19:56:45.582-04:00I WON!!!<div align="center">The results are in and I officially won the "Biggest Loser" well, "Biggest GAINER" challenge at work! I beat everyone in the office in percentages. I gained 6 lbs total, which for you CF'ers out there know is a BIG deal. I even got a lovely certificate as my prize. Woo Hoo! </div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635297936090768386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_wDz6SuMrc/TjSZnaQupAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/mDRwGC91t-4/s320/Biggest%2BLoser%2B1.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOMNvDHb_Zo/TjSZYhx1I4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/5VcwBvaMkm4/s1600/Biggest%2BLoser.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635297680410616706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOMNvDHb_Zo/TjSZYhx1I4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/5VcwBvaMkm4/s320/Biggest%2BLoser.JPG" /></a> Notice the pics of food on my award, especially the Mac-N-Cheese. Boy, do they know me or what? ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-8023390231182809472011-07-25T15:53:00.002-04:002011-07-25T16:06:37.820-04:00Swimming and a new 10K plan!<div align="center">Yesterday we utilized our beach yet again, but this time not to lay around on the sand. Instead we decided to get in the water and swim! My goal was to swim a certain amount of laps, well that didn't happen, but I stayed in the water for 30 mintues swimming and doing different things. What a difference swimming is than running! Whoa, I actually feel out of shape when it comes to swimming. Crazy. It certainly worked me, but It felt awesome at the same time. I'm hoping to go swimming a few times a week while I can in between my running schedule.</div><br /><div align="center">Speaking of running, I signed up for the Outrun CF Fall edition yesterday. Super excited about it too! I've decided to kick my running plan up a notch. I found a running plan today for a "10K in 10 weeks" and I'm going for it. I figure I have 10 weeks as of Saturday until my next race so why not!? </div><br /><div align="center">Today was day 1 for me, and it was a 30 minute jog...done :) I like this plan because It's only 3 days a week of running which will allow me to do other things and take some classes at the gym. </div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-83517123059919113552011-07-23T20:50:00.002-04:002011-07-23T21:00:20.101-04:00The Zumba experience<div align="center">I went to my first Zumba class on Monday with a co-worker. It's something I've been wanting to try for a while now and finally bit the bullet and went. It-was-awesome! The class lasted a little over 45 minutes and was pretty much non stop moving!</div><br /><div align="center">I've been a member of my gym for a few years now, but have never went to a group class. I guess I'm more of an independent "worker outer" if you will. I like to pretty much just run which is a solo task. Well the instructor spotted that a few of us were new to her class pretty much immediately. </div><br /><div align="center">She pointed to me in the middle of our set and with her lovely microphone attached to her head and loudly said "Hey you in the blue are you new here!?" Umm yes, I replied nervously. I though I was off the hook at that point of any more call outs. WRONG! The next set was pretty intense little did I know and guess who gets called to the front of the class to "help" the instructor? Yup, that'd be me. </div><br /><div align="center">It was a set of non stop power jogging, jumping all around, and doing all kinds of punching and kicking moves. It kicked my butt for sure. I have to say it totally helped being in the front of the class because it pushed me so much harder to give 110% I felt like the others were looking at me to keep going. It was a pretty cool feeling and worked my lungs so so so hard. </div><br /><div align="center">I can't wait to go back next week. It was pretty nice to mix up my running routine a bit. Here's to more Zumba!</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-80570137943112243092011-07-11T20:11:00.004-04:002011-07-11T20:50:28.718-04:00Biggest Loser (Well Gainer, for me that is)<div align="center">At work starting about 3 weeks ago a bunch of the ladies decided to start a "Biggest Loser" challenge. I gave it some thought and decided to join in this challenge. The catch is, I'm working hard on being the "Biggest Gainer." That's right, thank you CF, I am working my butt off trying to pack on the pounds. Are my co-workers thrilled? Nah, haha, just kidding they are VERY supportive. However I can't help but feel those evil looks being shot my way when I load up a plate of whatever with a stick of butter ;)</div><br /><div align="center">So far so good, I've gained 5 lbs!!! Very exciting stuff. I weigh in tomorrow so hopefully I've gained even more!</div><br /><div align="center">As for exercise, I was pretty bad last week about blogging about it, but I did post in my accoutability group. I ran a little over 6 miles last week. Last week was one of those busy weeks (especially at work) where you feel like you're head is spinning.</div><br /><div align="center">It's been only 10 days since my last post, but a buys busy busy 10 days. We celebrated a birthday party at a brewery, did an Annapolis ghost tour, boated on the Chesapeake, celebrated 4th of July, also suffered a tragedy as someone had a boating accident at our beach and died. We had dinner dates, birthdays, and even went away for the weekend to Ocean City. Shew, I'm tired just rehashing it all, and I know I left things out. </div><br /><div align="center">That's about it for now...I'm back to work tomorrow after having a lovely day off. Which also means, back to the gym after a 3 day break! :)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-13329286357500240762011-07-01T21:13:00.002-04:002011-07-01T21:23:08.435-04:00Was it something I said!? Geez.<div align="center">Yesterday was one of those mornings that rarely happens around here luckily. I totally started my day off on the wrong note and not by my doing at all. I rolled over Thursday morning to snooze my alarm clock only to get clocked in the nose by my husband. OUCH! Of course it was an accident and he was totally asleep (so he says, haha just kidding Scott) but man did it not only throw me off guard, but hurt. I then get my morning routine all finished about a half hour later. I go over to him (still sleeping as I leave earlier for work) to give him a kiss and get knocked in the head. Man! I know he was unconcious but damn (haha) did I do something to him that he's getting me back for in his sleep? Luckily the day got better as it progressed, well It got better once my husband aka Mike Tyson fell back to sleep and I left for work. </div><br /><div align="center">I got a good amount of mileage this week which feels great! I totalled 6.5 miles, not counting my 5K on Sunday. I hit the gym on Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. I mostly ran, but mixed things up a bit with the Elliptical and bike today. My knees needed a break from running. </div><br /><div align="center">I'm hoping to get some swimming in at our beach this weekend as well! That has always been a great form of exercise for me and definitey challenging. </div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-60536538974264897942011-06-26T20:35:00.002-04:002011-06-26T20:56:55.960-04:00The Guilt and Happiness of a 5K<div align="center">This morning I ran a 5K for "New Balance Women's Health." I was very happy with my time and more importantly how I felt. As I was running I thought to myself, wow, the only thing really bothering me right now are my knees. How lucky am I? I kept focusing on my lungs and thinking to myself how they weren't bothering me at all. Are they just used to exercise and my running? I kept reflecting (yes, still) on February and the flu and how bad things were. As I was running I kept thinking to myself how lucky I am that my lungs recovered the way they did and how much I depend on running to feel this way.</div><br /><div align="center">Insert the guilt part...Sometimes I do feel guilty for how I am able to run. Sometimes I feel guilty recording my exercise on this blog and my accoutability group. I fear people are going to look down on me or think negative thoughts. CF is and can be mega b*tch and I know sometimes others aren't able to run or exercise like this. That makes me ache sometimes. But on the flip side it motivates me. I push myself for the others with CF who I consider to be my friends who can't run. I push myself and run that extra mile not just for me, but for us. This is not meant to be a blah post at all, but It's honestly how I feel sometimes.</div><br /><div align="center">I push myself to the limit and know I have a different mindset about things. It's just how I am. I reflect and realize that 4 months ago my life flashed before my eyes and that fear pushes me every single day. So here I am running my heart out and pumping those lungs, making them give me all they've got. I do think we make a great trio If I say so myself ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-6699123537389666532011-06-24T19:53:00.002-04:002011-06-24T19:58:31.667-04:00U2!!!!<div align="center">Wednesday night was one of the best nights ever. We went and saw U2 and it was hands down the best concert of my <strong><em>entire</em></strong> life. I'm still beaming when I think about it. Every song I hoped that they would play they did. The energy in that stadium was amazing and something I hope never to forget. I'm so grateful we were able to get tickets to the show. The opening act was wonderful as well. Florence and the Machine opened for U2 and I adore them. It really just couldn't have gotten any better. </div><br /><div align="center">This was my exercise for Wednesday night for sure! My lungs definitely got a fantastic workout too! Those windbags sang their little hearts out for about 3 hours straight. I'm proud of those lungs they love U2 and didn't let me down ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-36135351759767220282011-06-22T15:06:00.003-04:002011-06-22T15:13:05.434-04:007 miles<div align="center">Yesterday was quite the busy day for us. I feel like I'm saying that all the time lately. After work we headed up to Hopkins to visit our nephew who had his brain surgery on Monday. He looks amazing and is progressing wonderfully. He's definitely not his normal self, as he's in pain and really sleepy, but overall everyone is very pleased.</div><br /><div align="center">I had to skip the gym in order to make it to the hospital on time for our visiting slot. So we decided afterwards we'd go for a long bike ride to get our exercise in. We live close to a beautiful park that's right on the Chesapeake Bay. We biked there and rode around the whole park. We rode on a giant fishing pier, stopped at the beach, saw tons of deer, and tackled hill after hill. Definitely a fulfilling ride. All in all it was 7 miles and boy did I feel it ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-76589501432032015782011-06-20T19:17:00.003-04:002011-06-20T19:27:49.222-04:00Brain Surgery and stress<div align="center">What a stressful weekend. It was nice in that it was Father's Day and my Dad is certainly someone to celebrate. I had a nice time with him on his day. Otherwise it was such a busy non stop weekend that by Sunday night my body was physically exhausted at every level. I even started to get chills, that's my sign of enough is enough.</div><br /><div align="center">I helped my parents this weekend by cleaning and preparing their house for a cookout. As happy as I was to help, it was a lot of work and it consumed most of the weekend. Top that with lack of sleep (big time) and worrying about my nephew's upcoming brain surgery and that about sums up the weekend. Tiring.</div><br /><div align="center">On a happy and more positive note my nephew had brain surgery today for repair of Chiari Malformation. He did wonderfully and is making great progress just hours post-op. That's a huge weight off for everyone. Hopefully he keeps up his resiliance and will be home in a few days.</div><br /><div align="center">Today I went back to the gym for a good run. They were closed a few days last week for renovations but the doors were open today! The place looks great, and they have a ton of brand new cardio equipment. I broke in a brand new treamill with a 2.2 mile run! I have to say it felt pretty good to run off some stress ;)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-87130753999273306092011-06-13T18:49:00.002-04:002011-06-13T19:14:29.776-04:00From Toyota to Bowel Obstructions<div align="center">We had a very eventful, both good and bad last week. The good being that Scott bought his brand new Toyota Tundra and is in LOVE. I'm so over the moon happy for him. He's wanted a truck for so long, and finally treated himself to his dream last week. </div><br /><div align="center">Insert the ugly part which is where I thought I <em>may</em> be starting to obstruct while we were at the dealership. I was confident that I was ok since I was able to eat and drink without problem. This is something that doesn't happen with a "normal" obstruction. So after a few hours at the dealership and driving around to show some of our family/friends our new toy I felt pretty good. I even went home and ate a giant bowl of cereal and had plenty of bubbly and gurggly sounds so I was pretty happy.</div><br /><div align="center">The next morning I woke up feeling like I was having contractions. Not cool. I was feeling super dehydrated too (classic) so I headed to work had one of the Nurses start a quick IV on me for some fluids. It didn't do a thing for me unfortunately.</div><br /><div align="center">I worked most of the day then decided to head home after lunch and just relax to see how I felt. No doubt it was progressing horribly. I called my Nurse at Hopkins and she suggested I go out and buy the Miralax/Gatorade solution and drink the entire 64oz. of joy...(insert sarcasm here). Ok so it's actually not bad at all and I like Gatorade, my nerves were just shot.</div><br /><div align="center">So after drinking all of that liquid I thought I was going to explode, correction...I WISH I would have exploded but nothing. Then I knew I was in trouble and needed to get myself in gear for the ER. </div><br /><div align="center">We get to the ER and by now I'm just a sobbing mess in so much pain and having so much anxiety over this impending doom of an ordeal. Scott had to go park so I walked in the front door to be greeted by a tiny elderly lady offering me a wheelchair because "you're pregnant and can't breathe" hmm, well you got part of that right little cute lady. My stomach was sticking out so far I really did look about 6-7 months pregnant. The pressure was so bad that It was taking my breath away. Really just not a good combination I must say.</div><br /><div align="center">Skip ahead a few hours and lots of pain medication later. I was finally comfortable but the usual tricks of my obstructions weren't working. I got scared. Fast. Then came the dreaded statement that had I not been drugged I may have just lost it..."You need an NG tube" gah!!!!! I had a horrific experience when I was 19 with an NG tube and really wasn't trying to relive those memories but alas I did.</div><br /><div align="center">The Nurses were great and so supportive, but still missed and it took 3 tries for the NG (a blood bath horror scene and a lot of vomiting) to be successful. Once it was in about 500cc of fluid came off my stomach. Ahhh. I had visitors the next day but I can barely remember to be honest. I was upset, drugged, emotional, snappy (apparently) and miserable and I barely remember any of it now. </div><br /><div align="center">Vaguely I remember a doctor coming in to tell me that they were going to have a surgeon come evaluate me. I've had about 6 obstructions and never had to have surgery. Apparently my small bowel and colon heard those words and got scared. A few hours later I was home free if you know what I mean ;)</div><br /><div align="center">Luckily I was discharged from the hospital on Friday after going in Wednesday night. Not too shabby considering how bad this one was, and how bad it had the potential to be. All in all I'm so grateful to be home and NOT recovering from bowel surgery right now. It could have been a lot worse than it was, I recognize that. </div><br /><div align="center">After not eating for almost 4 days I'm happily indulging once again, but of course being careful :)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-39429678980302770342011-06-11T10:03:00.002-04:002011-06-11T10:08:16.738-04:00I'm Featured In...<div align="center">A Baltimore article <a href="http://bmoremedia.com/features/onlinewellnesscommunities060711.aspx">HERE</a>. It's about those with chronic illness and the use of social networking....Check it out :)</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-44834803436214680032011-06-07T15:24:00.004-04:002011-06-07T15:32:22.088-04:00"Take a break Today" well, yesterday actually.<div align="center">I called Hopkins yesterday since I don't feel like we're making much progress with the Levaquin/Prednisone combo. My lungs have been super tight and we can't figure out if it's a bug, or Cayston caused inflammation this time? Anyway, we decided that after double checking my last culture I'd probably respond better to Bactrim. With all this going on yesterday my CF Nurse advised me not to exercise for the day. Definitely not something I'm used to hearing, but listened to her advice.<br /><br />I ended up getting in 2 doses of Bactrim yesterday and already see an improvement! Very very happy about this. I also decided to go to the gym today to see how I did. I'm SO happy that I decided to go. I coughed up a lot of stuff that's been lurking in there and feel great. I did 2 miles total on my lunch break today.<br /><br />Let's hope we continue on the "Up and Up"</div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2720940912285908994.post-53951543523245114092011-06-05T12:37:00.003-04:002011-06-05T20:04:08.455-04:008.5 miles biking<div align="center">After our weekend ritual of coffee on the back deck my husband asked If I wanted to ride bikes with him. I was hesitant at first for a few reasons. My lungs are currently being a little stubborn in dealing with an Asthmatic flare up. Yes, on top of CF I have the asthmatic component. So I was pretty tight this morning but decided I'd still go with him. He rides his bike for miles and miles and miles so I was slightly intimidated by his mad skills ;)</div><br /><div align="center">However I decided it was best to go and push myself to my limits and I surely did just that. I was happy with myself because I was pretty much right behind him the whole time. There were plenty of hills to keep me working hard. By the end we had finished 8.5 miles round trip. It felt great, I definitely gave my lungs a mega workout on what is our normal day off.</div><br /><div align="center">Here's a pic of the half way point....just outside of the Chesapeake Bay by Gibson Island. I love that we live surrounded by tons and tons of water.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRG7emcxiNI/TeuzwqhTsWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/x36qeDWYPjU/s1600/biking.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614779009076539746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRG7emcxiNI/TeuzwqhTsWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/x36qeDWYPjU/s320/biking.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09807996961815741329noreply@blogger.com1