Well-my Nana passed away last Sunday. It has been quite the week. We were there with her in hospice when she passed. It is the strangest thing to watch a person pass from this life to the next. I thought the same thing when my Granddaddy passed away. I am not sure what I expect-fireworks, a chorus of angels to appear...but it is just such a smooth transition. I am just amazed that a person goes from life to eternal life -just like that. It makes you realize how fragile life is, how quickly it is given and taken. How we should not take it for granted.
On a more positive note, HK has started to roll over. Yes, it is true. She is growing up. *sigh* And, she has outgrown the "newborn" size clothing. Again, *sigh*.
And on a more negative note, the whole diet thing is, ummm, yeah. My friend Patra is having a Wednesday weigh in-and I am going to participate. I am. It was just a bad week to begin this whole publish my weigh gain or loss to the world. I do feel like I need to give a little background on how my former size 0-2 frame became a size 8 frame.
I have a very rare eye disease thingy called PIC. Basically, I begin losing my vision in my left eye due to an inflamation in my retina. They do not know what causes it, and I am only about the 51st reported case of it. It all started about 6 years ago-I woke up one morning to begin work and I COULD NOT read the computer screen. It was just really blurry. So, I cleaned my contacts, threw out the contacts and put in new ones-nothing helped. When I covered up my right eye and looked out my left, there was a big black hole in the middle of my vision. So, after a trip to the eye doctor and a retinal specialist, I was finally diagnosed. The treatment? 60 mg of prednisone. THAT is A LOT of prednisone. And, I am on it for a long, long time because I have to do a slow taper of the medication or my eye condition reactivates.
During my first treatment, I had more energy than I have ever had in my whole life. So, I used this new found energy to begin working out. I was a rock star, and I lost some weight and got into great shape. Prior to this first treatment, I was a size 4-6. I had just gotten married and began a new position that required weekly travel with a cookie company. So, I had put on some weight and became a full blown cookie snob. But, I got the weight off. I was on this round of steroids for almost a full year.
After that, the weight slowly crept back on, but I was still around a size 4-6. Then, about a year ago after 4 years of 20/20 vision, the eye issue came back. So, back on the steroids. Well, this time-NO ENERGY. In fact, I have never been so tired in my whole entire life. I put on 15 additional pounds on top of the weight I needed to lose. And, I could not get the 15 off.
So, the eye is healed and good to go, UNTIL about 2 months ago. Guess what? It's BAAAACCCKKK. So, here I am AGAIN on enough steroids to kill a cat. And-no energy. And-a HUGE appetite. AND-I am CRAVING sweets. So, I basically CANNOT put another 15 on top of the 15 on top of the 15. HOW FRUSTRATING!!!!
So, I am hoping that the added potential humiliation of sending Patra my weekly weight update will be motivation. She lost weight this week-YEA for her! She has motivation-an upcoming wedding!!!! So, here we go again! Wish me luck!!!!!
It's just me-and all of my idiosyncrasies. I work full time, I am married, and I love my dog. We just adopted a baby girl. I am completely contradictory, I am a girlie girl, and I am impatient. I like breakfast for dinner. I like apples and peanut butter. I like wine. I like entertaining. I like sleeping. I like labels and I can be a b-with an-itch when I want to be or am pushed. I want to give my baby every opportunity in the world, and I want to teach her values and the rewards of hard work. I want more children and am scared to death of the uncertainties of adoption even though I have already done it. I love my husband. I hate that I weigh the most I ever have in my whole life. I want my husband to make a zillion dollars a year, and I want him to put up his laundry and clothes when I ask. I want what most people want-and here is my story-day by day!
You can do it, I know you can--you are the most disciplined person I know!! Kick butt I love you
ReplyDeleteYou've had a rough week and prednisone can be killer. Good luck... hang in there!
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