It's been a long time, food is still the enemy. *new pic*
Hi Laura, I miss you and your girls, I love seeing them grow up. You have always inspired me, I wish I could of been the type to embrace exercise like you have, but it's something I am just to self conscious about so gyms aren't my thing. I love to walk though. That part is good. I am going to India next month for a few weeks of photographic safaris in the tiger reserves. You know I am an obsessive nature photographer who is now married to a travel junkie. You can't even say in jest you want to go anywhere or my husband will book it. If you use Facebook you can see all my exploits. Let me know!
Thank you, the ravages of diabetes is real. I have so many bad memories, nearly every holiday or event was like this because my mother was super high stress and that made the crashes even worse. Spoiled holidays where she screamed at my son who was eight st the time that he was a loser like his father. Yeah that is nothing you want to hear your mother to say to your sick child on Christmas Eve. I packed up my son and went home without ever eating. It was pretty sad, I got home and my sons beta fish got stuck and drown under the little Christmas tree I had put in his bowl. These are my fond memories of the last year of my moms life. She died in April of the next year. She got made at me over the summer that last year because I had on toenail polish and she attacked me verbally because stupid things like that could set her off during a crash, I stopped talking to her I was so angry. She didn't call. I finally had to call her, had I not called she might of died before I could see her and have those final months. Diabetes really sucks. It ruined my childhood and it was something I wasn't going to let ruin my sons and rny helped make that happen. I have had normal a1c's all these years. I have RH but I stay right on top of it. I catch myself and have never been caught unprepared.
Good luck in your journey.
This is a great post not to mention photo! I kind of think of MO the same way as alcoholism, in that it is forever part of us. I'm not a drinker and I hope I don't offend anyone, but what I mean is we hear alcoholic's refer to themselves as alcoholics for life even when it has been years since they had a drink. I feel that way about my eating. That for life I will think of myself as MO and need to constantly be aware that one wrong move and I will be back to day one. That's just how I feel. By the way, I love the elf outfit :)
Thanks! And I agree all of this is for life, if you go back to eating the way you did you will gain it all back and be miserable with yourself. So it's a game of Russian roulette every single day of making the right choice and not shooting all your hard work down. It sucks sometimes but then I think of the alternative, weighing 283.5 and dying walking around WDW from every joint screaming. We went for three days in December to all the parks, we walked for over 30 hours during that time and when I got on the red eye back to California I was tired as hell but my feet were not dying like they used too, I was amazed how okay I felt. It's a testiment to how much you can really do when you aren't hauling an extra hundred and fifty pounds around, like literally I was carriying another full grown female around with me on my back and joints. Wow that pretty telling. No wonder I would go home from my Disney vacations when my son was a kid and I was so big and would literally need to take a few days off to recover. MO sucks!
