Push Through

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Sorry for no pic today. It was a rough day after a blood sugar spike overnight. The steroid shot caused my blood sugar to increase by almost 300 points. I was exhausted after staying up most of the night to monitor my symptoms and get extra fluids in.

I didn’t let it get me down though. I got a few hours of sleep after 9am. Got out of bed and got to work. My walk was actually more painful today, but the doctor did say that was a possibility. A few days to a week of some additional pain and then it would be much better. I got it done anyway—me, my little girl and my old dog. My daughter really enjoyed going with me.
My blood sugar is still higher than normal, so I haven’t felt very well today, sluggish and drained between that and the lack of sleep. I don’t have any particular words of victory or inspiration to share today. It was just one of those days you power through and put to bed.
Tomorrow is going to be amazing. I get to start my water aerobics class and I cannot wait!! I’ve got my swimsuit ready (that is already getting too loose!) and a bag packed to tackle another shower right after.
Hope you all have a great evening and tomorrow morning! Kick ass and push through! ♥️

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