We camped at Banning State Park near Sandstone. The fall colors were stunning, and the weather was pretty good.
On Saturday there was a 5K run/walk, and 3 of the 5 of us participated. Not me though. I just wasn't sure I could walk 3 miles at once. I probably should have tried, I'm sure the rule-breaker in me could have snuck through the woods back to the finish line if I needed to. It also cost $25, which right now I didn't want to spend, even though it was for a good cause.
Anyway, camping was fun. I took my meager rations but ended up mostly eating off stuff everyone else brought. Saturday night we ate out, and I ordered a fish sandwich, took off the bun and ate about 2/3 of the fish "patty." I think it was too much grease (it was like a McDonald's fish but better quality). A couple hours later, if that long, my stomach just started hurting and hurting and hurting. I laid in the camper after everyone else was asleep just waiting for it to stop. I ended up getting up three times to go to the bathroom, which thankfully was close by. The starry night was beautiful, but I really wished I wasn't out there to see it!
Anyway, the third trip I finally threw up, and again was surprised at that (amount and no chunks!). I immediately felt better, went back to the sleeping bag and fell right asleep. Whew. I knew I was gonna throw up, I just couldn't do it at first. It wouldn't work.
The next morning my stomach was still very tender/ishy feeling for several hours, then became ok. This is really a big learning experience, that's for sure!
We went for a little hike and the day was just gorgeous.
Oh yeah, we also had an Ugly Sweater Contest while camping. We were gonna do it Saturday night, but got sidetracked, so we did it Sunday morning. We went around the campground asking people to vote, it was fun! Most people just started laughing and happily participated.
I won. : ) I knew when I picked this sweater up at Goodwill that there wouldn't be much to beat it!
I won. : ) I knew when I picked this sweater up at Goodwill that there wouldn't be much to beat it!
Oh yeah, and I'm now down, as of this morning, 39 lbs.! Today is 8 weeks since surgery, I'm wearing size 18s (my 20s are too baggy to wear now) and even squeezed myself into a pair of 16 jeans yesterday, for about 10 seconds! I did button and zip them up, but that was about all I could do, I didn't even want to move or try to exhale!
The adventure continues....
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