Sometimes I am glad a particular month is over. Sometimes a month was mostly fun or rewarding.
And then there is January 2025, the start of a new calendar year and a month that was just kind of horrible, mostly due to health issues. Let’s look:
- I did not run. The month began two days after I mangled the heels of my hands on my last run, due to tripping and falling hard on a sidewalk. Technically, I could still run today, but that is unlikely. Running is something that keeps me centered and focused. Not running does not help me achieve these things.
- Any month I get blood taken three times is not a good month.
- One day I logged 190 steps because I was bedridden, feverish and in a kind of delirium thanks to an infection.
- Said infection plagued me for more than the first half of the month.
- 11 days of outpatient IV therapy.
- Having to shower, sleep and exist for those 11 days with an IV in my arm (five days left, six days right).
- Still awaiting tests, including my first-ever MRI scan, for possible follow-up issues.
- Speaking of firsts, I had my first CT-scan.
- And all those IVs? The first one was also my very first.
- Strata nonsense added greatly to my stress. I still haven’t found an effective way to deal with it. The stress, that is.
- My camera stopped working, though technically that happened before January.
- I leaned into comfort food a lot. I had Pop Tarts. Surprisingly, I was only up a modest 0.4 pounds for the month.
- My sleep scores have been generally terrible–too much stress, generally not enough of everything else. I had one score of 81 (rating: good) shortly after the IV therapy wrapped up. It feels like a dream now.
- No drawing. My last was at the end of December.
- Blogging was down and I spent a lot of time staring at a blinking cursor.
On the plus side:
- I got Jeff red velvet cake for his birthday and it was yummy, the perfect indulgence.
- It didn’t snow (that may change in early February, sadly).
