Today is our last full day in Provincetown before we have to pack up and head home tomorrow. For the first time in a long time, I do not find myself looking forward to returning home after a long vacation. After a get away, I am usually happy to have had the time away, but also happy to head home to our familiar and comfortable home. Not this time – I do not want to leave, and I am a little sad that our stay is coming to an end. Being back here has reminded me how I love it, and how much more at home I feel here than in my own neighborhood.
This feeling is also due, in no small part, to the fact that I have felt progressively better since my birthday. The Cape absolutely had the recuperative effect on me I hoped it would. My guts have improved daily, and I have been able to enjoy small amounts of my favorite sea food and shellfish throughout the week with very minor “repercussions”: Fish, Muscles, Clams, Oysters, Lobster, Crab, and Shrimp, and a couple favorite local dishes – gluten free clam chowder and Sopa Do Mar. I even made it out to lunch one day – my first time in a restaurant since March 2020. Lastly, I was able to enjoy 2 or 3 of my signature cocktails (Cosmos) along the way, one a day, and always accompanied with lots of water.
I have also regained some energy and strength, going from having barely enough energy to move around the condo to taking a short walk to the center of town to people watch for awhile before returning to the condo.
The weather has been beautiful and I have enjoyed fresh air and sunshine every day. I have gotten out of the condo every day since my birthday, sometimes just sitting outside, some times via car rides, and sometimes with small walks a block or two away. I even made it to the beach one day for a short visit.
I have slept well every night but one, getting more sleep this week than I’ve gotten in the last month.
And, I have been reminded how thoughtful, caring, and considerate my husband and BF are, making sure I was as comfortable an cared for as possible, at all times, all week.
It wasn’t quite the week of wining and dining I had hoped for, but it was a better week than I’ve had in a very long time, a better week than I had thought it would be, going into it, and has left me much more positive, optimistic, and hopeful that there might just be a path back to good health if only I can maintain the momentum of the week.
Definitely a great way to kick-start my journey to 51.