Ok, so I'm down 13 lbs.  I promised myself I wouldn't weigh myself more than once a month.  But I couldn't help it, I was at the doctor's and they insisted on weighing me.  I just had a series of doctor's appt's to "fight" for physical therapy. It's so frustrating with back injuries, and here's why...so many doctor's tell you so many things.  My chiropractor wants me to go on the spine decompression machine, which I might have mentioned in the past, is designed from a medieval torture device for sure!!! That thing caused me the most pain I've EVER had in my life.  It was the equivalent to a shot gun blast, but you live.  So I consulted with Dr. Weinstein, who is part of the team that are best in the state of Washington.  He knew his stuff, let me tell you.  He encouraged me to do physical therapy, which is all I want to do.  My insurance doesn't support ongoing therapy, which is about the stupidest thing I've ever heard of.  What the hell do they support? Closing your claim, that's what.  So the bitch at the insurance company insisted I get a 2nd opinion from one of their doctor's.  I was all scared that they would say, "you're healed, we're closing your claim", when I'm not healed.  FYI, it's an L&I claim since it happened at work...   So I go to their doctor and low and behold, it was a GREAT experience.  Their doctor said "absolutely you're going to physical therapy".  I feel like I won a court battle, but I haven't been to court. 

So now my body is going to totally get transformed. I'll be working out and doing strength training with a top physical therapist, a man named Wolf.  Wolf.  What a name, doesn't that sound like he's going to kick my ass?  Bring it on Wolf!! I'm ready.  Make that, I'm raw and ready!

Still doing great eating raw.  It's a life thing now. It's just not a phase, it's how I'll eat forever.  I decided that I won't be too anal about it either.  For example, last week I went sailing on a million dollar yacht.  They bbq'd salmon and veggies.  I ate both. Oh, and don't forget about the crackers and salmon dip.  I even had 1 Oreo cookie.  I'm not going to limit myself and be a psycho raw vegan freak.  I mean, I already am a raw vegan freak, but I will eat salmon if someone invites me on their yacht. If you don't loosen up a bit about it, you'll never get invited out to dinner or over to friend's houses. This is because really, they're scared to feed you. 

Discovery of the week: 

raw garlic nuts. Oh my God, they are so good!!