Boredom and other non-issues

Hubby is in Austin this week.  I am BORED!  I've been able to snag a couple subbing jobs, so I've had something to do a couple days this week.  It's weird how much you depend on someone, and when they aren't here, it's really, really weird.  Oh yeah, we "celebrated" our 29th wedding anniversary on Monday, with him in Austin, and me here.  Yeah, that was special.

We were going to go to the Renegades playoff game, but it got postponed due to this nasty cold front that went through here on Saturday.  There were even a couple of tornadoes in NYC, so I guess, you would say that postponing the game really was the best thing to do.  Hubby left on Sunday afternoon, so I went to the game with a girlfriend.  Definitely not the same as a "date night"!  The Gades won 8-1.  Then, they won the second game, which we would have gone to, but Hubby was in Austin.  They progressed to the championship round, and lost last night at Tri-City.  They are playing tonight at home, and I'm not there! :(   I doubt if they will be as good next summer, but I can hope.

Dad is still hanging on.  He's been at hospice for about 2 1/2 weeks.  He hasn't really eaten anything since last Wednesday, and is getting weaker.  I'm still having trouble thinking about much of anything else, but if I'm working, I don't have to think about it for a few hours.  Mom is still in limbo, my sister is still there, my brother went back, but has to fly home on Sunday.  His wife is going down for next weekend.  I hope that it ends soon, it's exhausting for all of us.

Weight loss, I'm still below 200, but was up a little last Friday.  It could have something to do with the two bottles of water I drank at school that day, but it's still bothersome.  I think I'm back on track this week, and I will try to post again after weigh in.

Otherwise, I'm still not used used to getting up at 5 AM, so I'm a tad tired.  I will try to post more often, but we'll see if that happens.

♥B

It's now September, looks like I lost August

Well, the proverbial shit hit the fan on Friday, August 17th.  Dad's kidneys started to fail, and will all the antibiotics and liquid being pumped into him, that isn't a good thing.  I ended up flying down on August 20th, and just came home on August 30th.  After the kidneys really started to crash, I got a phone call that basically said Dad had about 3-4 days left.  That's why I ended up going down and staying for a while.  He was put on temporary dialysis, which seemed to start his kidneys functioning again, until, the perforated colon developed an abscess.  Which shot his white blood cell count back up, and knocked his kidneys for a loop.  He had one more dialysis session, and said he didn't want anymore, because it was looking like he would have to have permanent dialysis, which neither he nor my mom wanted.  On Saturday, August 25th, he was moved to hospice.  And the prognosis is any time to a few months.  So, before I forget, I'm going to list the infections and everything else that is going on:
MRSA
Cdif
blood staph infection
UTI
perforated bowl/which has abscessed/rectal bleeding
kidneys are failing
congestive heart failure
diabetes

I think that's it.  He is receiving no meds, except for pain medication at hospice.  He's sleeping all the time and has started to get agitated.  I love my dad, but I'm praying for this to end sooner rather than later.  Mom is exhausted.  I know I was wiped out being there almost 2 weeks.  She's been doing this for 5 months!  My brother and his wife have been there almost 2 weeks,  they are returning home tomorrow.  My sister bought a one way ticket to come in, so she isn't set on a particular flight home, but she has a son going to college in a few weeks and a daughter still in high school.  We all need to get on with our lives.

And while I was there, I managed to lose 3+ pounds, so old habits really are changing.

More Parental Drama

So, my dad is back in the hospital.  He developed a massive infection, that I think has gone to his blood.  Not good, I know.  And since it's in his blood, they determined that it had also gone to the bone, and the artificial joint and patella have been removed.  If all goes as it should (and so far, nothing has gone as it should), the leg bones will fuse, and he'll have a straight leg, but he should be able to walk.  Of course, his attitude about being back in the hospital sucks.  He's acting like a 2 year old, which is so lovely for a grown man of 78.  Anyway, my sister decided that Mom shouldn't be alone while Dad is in the hospital or rehab, and wanted me to go back to Florida this week.  Um, I have a kid that will be taken to college on Sunday, when am I supposed to have the time to drop everything and fly to Florida, again?  Add to the mix that we have tickets to several ball games.  Granted, if Mom actually needed me, I would be there in a heartbeat.  But as it is, Sis decided that we need to babysit her.  Yeah, right.

With all this crap going on, you'd think, based on past history, that I would be eating whatever wasn't nailed down.  Wrong!  I haven't been eating much of anything, besides fruit, and struggling to get all my points in everyday.  Yeah, the pounds are coming up in fractions right now, but I think I've finally been able to change a very old habit.  This BS is really making my stomach churn, so there really isn't any desire to sit and eat.

Last week's weigh in, I was at 199, which means that I've been below the 200 pound mark for several weeks.  And clothes that were tight at the beginning of summer, now fit well.

I have an appointment to get new tires for my car this morning.  Yeah, I know, how exciting, but that's another reason I really don't want to go to Florida this month!

Back from Florida and back to reality

The plane trips to and from Florida were non-eventful.  A little bumpy at times, but nothing to get excited about.  Dad is improving, but he's also getting cocky.  He thinks he can do stuff, and even lies to various therapists about it.  No, he still can't get in and out of bed w/o assistance.  No, he can't use the toilet w/o assistance.  No, he can't get dressed w/o assistance.  Luckily, Mom found an angel, L, who is a certified care giver, and sits with Dad 3 days a week and runs him through his exercises.  She also gives Mom a much needed break.  Dad is an ornery cuss, always has been, but now he's just plain obnoxious.  He really is running Mom ragged, even with L to give Mom some breathing room.  I didn't really help much with Dad, but I was able to give Mom some much needed support and TLC.

Back to real life.  #2 daughter has 2 more classes left at the local community college.  Then a week off, and then it's back to her real school.  Yes, it's time for her to go back.  Will I miss her, yes, but will I miss her crap all over the house?  NO!  So, basically we've got a week to get her packed and pick up whatever she might be missing, as far as art supplies go.

Onto to WW.  I came home in time to weigh in at my regular meeting.  And I was down 0.8!  Woo Hoo!  So, now my next short term goal is 179, which means that I will no longer be medically obese!  Hubby is almost at that goal.  He is looking fine!  His birthday is tomorrow, and with every thing else going on, I'm going to have to scramble to get him a card.  If it's not one thing, it's something else!

End of July, parents and reunions

I've made it to the end of July, and beat my goal of being under 200 by Labor Day.  Yes, that's right, I've lost 10 pounds in the last 3 weeks, and I'm not sure how I managed that.  I wasn't trying to lose that fast, but sometimes these things happen.  I'm hoping to maintain tonight, but we'll see.  So, I've been able to lose 50 pounds in about 10 months.  Not bad for a middle aged, post menopausal woman, eh?

I have to go to Florida next week.  My dad was sent home from the rehab center, and Mom is overwhelmed.  So, I hope to be able to make good food choices when I'm there.  I probably should take some easy recipes down to cook for them.  This was not the way I was expecting to spend the last week of July/first week of August.  I had to change a doctor's appointment, which I wasn't thrilled about.

And finally onto reunions.  I went to my 35th high school reunion.  While it was fun to catch up on people I haven't seen for like 35 years, it was weird watching how much everyone was drinking.  I don't drink very much at all anymore, so being one of the few people sober there, was, well, sobering.  The main group of kids I hung out with weren't there, so while I got to catch up with some classmates, it was a little bittersweet. Tomorrow, there is a camp staff reunion.  Our camp got shut down about 8 years ago.  The staff was a pretty close knit group, especially the older crowd.  Since then, our Girl Scout council has merged, and no one likes the new, bigger "better" council.  The good part is that for most of us, our daughters have graduated from high school and are no longer in "need" of a council.  Oh well.

We just lost power for about 10 minutes, so I'm going to wrap this up, in case it goes out again.  I won't be able to post next week, but we'll see what happens after that.

Saturday, the 14th

After having an "up" week last week, I lost a whopping 5.8 this week.  Granted, part of the problem the week before was that I was retaining water, to the effect that my ankles were pretty swollen, but still!  Woo Hoo!  I am down to 204.2, so I'm hoping to hit "Onederland" by Labor Day this summer.  So, this next week will be a challenge, since Hubby and I are going back to Ohio for my 35th high school reunion.  Yeah, it's been 35 years since I graduated from high school.  (How did that happen?) and several of my classmates were annoyed that we didn't have a 30th, so they got together and arranged a very informal get-together next  Saturday.  We are also going to visit Hubby's siblings, so the stress level will be high, but together we can conquer it!

weight loss update and more

So, I ended June at 207.4, which is a 46.6 pound loss.  I think I restarted sometime last July, so it's been a slow but steady journey.  It looks to be about a pound a week (average), which is right where WW wants you to be.  My next short term goal is to get under 200, which I can hopefully achieve by Labor Day.  Then, the goal will be 179.8, which will be no longer obese!  After that, I haven't thought about, since the last time I wasn't considered obese was before #2 daughter was born, and she's going to be 20 this fall.

My birthday was on Monday, so that's another milestone that has come and gone.  I'm now 53, and I've been eligible to join AARP for the past few years.  Although, I'm resisting it with every core of my being, I can "feel" that I'm not a young chicken anymore.  My 35th high school reunion is coming up in a few weeks.  Hubby and I are making the trek to Ohio to attend.  It's going to be a rather informal affair, and that's a good thing.  So, I have a skirt I need to fix (bought it w/o trying it on, and it's TOO BIG! and too long, but both those things can be remedied), so I don't need to get a new outfit.  I may indulge in a new pair of shoes, but then I've been told that I have too many shoes anyway.

So, other than trying to figure out how to meet up with my brother, things are moving right along.  Hubby and I have gone to several Renegades games (local minor league baseball team -- lots of fun to go to the games) and have tickets to several more.  Then we take the kid back to Oneonta for her second year of college.  Time keeps whizzing past faster and faster these days.  And while my knees aren't being kind to me these days, I'm happy to be here, and so thankful that hubby has agreed to go on this journey with me.  Granted, he's lost 60+ pounds, and started 3 months after I did, but he's keeping me honest and on track!