It’s been a rough month for us. I’ve been busy and unmotivated to work out or keep up my diet and Casey’s been sick. Here’s what happened.
Over spring break, I didn’t keep up my exercise routine. For more information, see my Diet Diary. When I got back to school, I had (what felt like) a million projects due and “just didn’t have time” to work out or watch what I ate. That excuse is in quotation marks because I’m a notorious procrastinator and probably did have time. I also ate whatever I wanted because humans only have so much self-control and I didn’t believe I could finish my projects and diet at the same time.
Now that I’m finished with my big assignments, I’m exhausted and all I want to do is lie in bed, sleep, and eat fried food and doughnuts. I’ve definitely had more than one cheat meal this week, and I’m not proud. I’m hoping that once I get my energy back, I’ll be back at the gym and eating healthy again. Although, honestly, I don’t see that happening in the near future.
My family uses the term “pookie” to describe lethargy or a generally down demeanor in Casey and each other. For example, when Casey doesn’t want to play, he’s “actin’ pookie,” or when my mom makes a certain face for awhile, I tell her she seems pookie. Well, we passed pookie when Casey had a seizure.
When we took him to the vet, Casey had elevated liver enzymes and an enlarged liver. Since then, he hasn’t been able to keep food down, but he’s getting better. Officially, the vet doesn’t even know what’s going on (diagnosis pending).
In the meantime, my mom has been trying to get him to keep a variety of food down: boiled chicken, scrambled eggs, lunch meat, carrots, and white rice (which he’s getting sick of). I don’t think he’s ever gotten this much people food. While I love spoiling him, we’re also keeping an eye on him and the vet on speed dial.
- New rule! Every time I get a cheat meal, Casey gets a cheat treat.
- The second dog in the above picture is Oscar – our new dog. He’s younger than Casey, has more energy, and likes to herd Casey. They aren’t getting along yet, but we’re optimistic. We’re hoping Oscar helps Casey slim down, and my dad needed a dog for when I take Casey with me after college. (I want to name him Roo because he jumps like a kangaroo.)
Check back next month for another Dieting with Casey post! Hopefully, we’re both doing better.