Joe made me promise that it would be the only time I'd skip a treatment all week, which I readily agreed to. From time to time I'll take the evening session off if we have plans or have had an especially busy day, but skipping both morning and evening is as rare as a blue moon, for good reason. Omitting a neb or vest session here or there isn't going to kill me, the same way not brushing your teeth one evening isn't going to cause all your teeth to fall out, but getting into the habit of not brushing isn't a good path to go down. Same with nebs and vesting: one missed treatment does not a habit make, but it is a slippery slope. Aaah, the freedom! For that reason I try to avoid skipping more than 2 per week. Two out of 14 isn't horrible, and that is a worst-case-scenario; ideally I have a 100% compliance rate. Although I probably won't miss 2 in a day for another year, I can look back on the sweet laziness of yesterday until that next time I have a day off.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Yesterday I did something rare, self-indulgent and bad for me: I skipped both morning and evening treatments. (I did take a 1-1/2 mile walk, which was basically the only "good-for-me" thing I did all day.) What a treat! I probably should have used the time constructively, to accomplish some great task, but instead the it was used to completely sack out on the couch watching a Mad Men marathon. Say that 10 times fast!