The gain was my own fault. When I get depressed, I have a tendency to eat the wrong things and I know it. I just didn’t have the right things and didn’t care.
So I gained. I will try to walk more often, but even that is dependent on how achy my joints are. I’m hoping the epidural can be scheduled shortly after the MRI so at least my joints can loosen up some. That would be wonderful!
The last epidural I had was in 1996, and it lasted almost 16 years. I can hope for something as good this time... ;o]
Making you just like almost all of us!