I'm glad to hear that fire pit time was what J and you needed it to be, and that this morning is better. I'm sure the next few days will be tough nonetheless. Your stories are heart wrenching and heartwarming both; it sounds to me like there's no shortage of heroism out there about now...
Here it's the same ol' same ol'...morning walks and time by the pool, avoiding my sister M so I don't get ambushed into telling her that she and V and her kids are not welcome this year to glom onto L and J's Newport vacation--while I still am, trying to be a supportive girlfriend to W who was laid off after 32 years and hasn't found a new job yet, and trying my best not to go off the carb wagon. So far so good, but--you're right, it is hard.
I didn't realize what a carb junky I'd become until last night, after the season finale of FN star, when I was watching a new show and saw an M&M. I needed to put myself to bed before I raided my cabinets. I knew that once I started, I'd go crazy and wouldn't be able to stop. Those whole grain Goldfish, half a bag of potato chips, 3 bags of croutons, package of pretzel rods, and cheesy Chex mix that have been taunting me would have found their way in my mouth. And then I would have been in search of a handful of peanut M&Ms for the sweet balance to the salt....Honest to God I have never been like that, but last night I knew there would be no moderation. The Induction Phase is two weeks and I'm almost done with one, so the end is near. Well, at least then I can eat my tuna on light rye instead of wrapped in a romaine leaf. And I would like also to eat some watermelon again sometime soon. I know that I can always say F**k it and go back to counting points--especially since 1 cup of watermelon is only 1 point--but for now I'm going to stick with this for as long as I can.
So your thyroid was overactive, right? Then once they got it in check you felt it contributed to your weight gain?...If that's the case you can feel my pain, because mine shut down completely. After years with Hashimoto's it said, okay, all set. My blood results from last week did come in okay though, so after increasing the dose every 6 weeks for the past 4 months, looks like I get to stay on this one for a little while. I hope I'll start to feel better soon.
Before I head off to make the steak that I've been marinating for a day, which I'll be enjoying with some caprese salad, I want to jot a list of topics I want to get around to writing about before summer comes to a screeching halt: my desire to go to Paris, making plans to visit you (or meet you in Austin?...), my cousin D, my Sunshine, my latest career thoughts. For now I close with
Love and Light, Barb
PS White water rafting was 2000 (my 35th birthday); 2003 was Seattle, Portland, Olive Garden. =)
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