I can remember it being a Monday. I never sleep with the television on, but it is the first thing I put on when I wake up. There it was on each and every channel in my room:
It basically stated that to now view cable you needed a cable box to view channels. It sucked. I've been without a television in my room ever since.
I laughed it off. Didn't really need it anyway. I'd started falling into a routine. Get up, go for a walk. Ask brother in law to get me muffins from the bakery, oh how I love a good muffin. And right now the same bakery is doing an awesome cinnamon tea biscuit, oh I love it, I just wish they didn't ice it, oh well.
Still craving that ice cream, but wanting to be extra careful what I ate I concocted the following. Quarter cup of the following, strawberries; blueberries; and one banana. Not sure safe to say a little less than a full cup, stony field vanilla yogurt. And 1 tablespoon local honey. Heavenly when mixed together. Froze it, not bad, but somehow I could never resist it as soon as I ate it.
Usually I'd go for the second walk about 11. The day was heating up deliciously. I was getting more confident and not walking head down the entire time. The feeling had been coming back nicely in my left hand, not so much in the right.
Get back, little nap, light lunch, snacks, I portioned out grapes, pretzels as good snacks. Low sodium. Feeling better with every passing day.
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