Dad passed away on Friday, September 14. He was at the Hospice center for just under 3 weeks. In a way, it was a relief, but it was still hard. Now, life can continue. Grieving can commence and get dealt with and things can return to normal, whatever that is.
Hubby was home from Austin, before I got that phone call. That was a good thing. And all the stress from the last 6 weeks or so contributed to a 2 pound gain last week. So, I'm dead even with where I was before Dad came home from the rehab/nursing center, but before the sh*t really hit the fan. Had I not made several "habit changes", I could have easily gained 10 or more pounds over the course of his illness. I'm glad that I broke even, and don't have to deal with a lot of extra poundage on top of every thing else that is going on.
So, life returns to somewhat of a normal routine this week. I'm cooking and planning again. We will get through this, but right now, it still hurts like crazy.
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