Tonight I was proud I actually got my ass to aerobics. Let's just say...it's been a while.
The motivation...repeatedly hearing the boyfriend's voice in my head say, "Um...yeah...now that she can chew...she likes to chew...a lot." This is true. So true that...I gotta be honest, the jaw has been aching lately. Not a good sign. As much as I tell myself to take it easy... the snack vending machine calls my name.
Tomorrow...I'm back in the ortho chair for the big wire cutting. I just couldn't handle it any more. After my finger was bleeding today -- from puncturing it, trying to push the wire back -- in total frustration...I made the call.