Monday, September 17, 2018

Well it is 5:30 am on Monday and I've been up since 3:30 am. A bit of Jetlag, but I felt that was pretty good since it would have been like sleeping until 9:30 am Paris time. I stayed up until 10 pm last night. If I can just keep staying up until 10 at night I think I can readjust fairly quickly. One benefit of the early up is that I'm already 2 loads into the 5 loads of laundry I have to do! Justice is in my lap - he is such a lovebug!

The only thing scheduled this week is Alzheimer's related support groups and classes. I have a caretaker class at 10 today then a support group with DH at 1. We should be able to manage both, but the support group at 5:30 pm tomorrow may be a stretch for DH. I wonder if he will revert back to how he was before the trip? It was more exhausting than having a todder to be honest. He couldn't talk much of the time. He wouldn't walk beside us or hold a hand, so would trail behind shuffling along and we always had to keep watching him to make sure he didn't get lost. He couldn't read a menu but insisted on making his own choices so would take 10-15 minutes of thinking about it and usually get one of the two things I suggested in the first place. During the meal he would sit staring blankly other than shoveling food in. He had a few nasty tantrums when he felt he wasn't getting his way. The incontinence issue was huge because we would fight over him wearing the "depends", but he was constantly in an emergency situation about finding a bathroom (which isn't always easy to do when traveling internationally). I had to lay out his clothing for him and turn the shower off and on for him. Anyway, I guess I learned a lot and we won't do this type of travel again, though we have a trip in a month for 10 days to visit family and go to a wedding.

No weighing until Monday next week, but austerity starts today! I'm making a food store run at 7 to get what I need. My jeans still fit at the end of the two weeks, but I did wear them multiple times and they do stretch, so I suspect that "fit" is deceiving. I felt dehydrated almost the entire time because there either wasn't time to get enough liquid or I had to worry about finding a bathroom myself. I've already finished a 30 ounce cup of water this morning and will keep downing it over the next few days.

Have a marvelous Monday!

Weight: 135.0
Macros: Cals - 1,475, Carbs - 154, Fats - 46, Protein - 102, Fiber - 32
Sleep hours: 8
Vegetable/Fruit Servings: 8
Exercise: Walking
Meditation: Yes

Good Monday morning! Another good week is ahead of us all.

Liz, welcome home! Your post-trip energy is impressive. And, yes, dehydration while traveling is also problematic for me. Even at home I have to work hard at getting in my water. To be honest, I'm STILL not where I want to be on the water front.

I leave on Wednesday for my Arts Festival week up in Michigan. Should be a big trip. Until then, there's lots to do, including my annual physical with my GP tomorrow. Yes, I know I just saw my surgeon, but have other things I want to check in about, especially aging issues. It's hard to believe, but 7 years and 2.5 months from now I'll turn 80 years old. Good freakin' Lord! HOW in the world did that happen?

Continuing my metta mantra theme: May we be happy. May we be at peace. May we find an end to our difficulties.

Hi all!

Haven't caught up since MILs been in town. It's been a busy weekend! DH got home Friday, MIL got in on Friday, and Saturday was busy trying to visit with everyone who came in for Becca's baptism (and some Boomer Sooner in between) and yesterday was the baptism. I'll add a photo for those not on facebook. It was precious. She did so well. (though we are paranoid parents so she went to the nursery right afterwards)

I think she's getting ready to cut teeth. Well that's the only excuse I have for her nighttime behavior of recent. She used to wake up once, twice max at night. She'd take a bottle and go straight back down. But recently she's been having a hard time getting to sleep, not necessarily even wanting to eat, waking up several times, and then having a very hard time going to sleep. I think it was 5 times Friday night. I think that's worse than when she was a newborn. But last night it was a little better--just twice and fairly easily down. I think the baptism exhausted her. Trouble is, I pass the rolos every time I go to get her and it seems only fair I get a treat for being awakened.

Weight Saturday was 165.4. Hopefully not too much higher today, but no weight.

All three of you look so happy!!!! It does sound like teething. The first ones and the molars were the worst as I recall (but it has been 27 years).

Bonnie, that is a wonderful, wonderful photograph of all of you!

What a beautiful, happy, healthy child you have birthed!

Greetings All

Well OH or some Mac gremlin ate my post. It was , of course, Pulitzer Prize quality but I can't seem to reproduce it. Oh well. Back to 151 even though I did not eat the sweets DH brought me. They are grocery store cookies and cake - not the gourmet stuff. So off to the studio for this stuff.

DH wore a white shirt and dark tie and black pants to the memorial service. Afterwards, at the hippie street faire, he stood out like a sore thumb - looked like a Mormon missionary amongst all the flower children. It looked like a Halloween party!

DD. lovely christening picture. Beautiful family moment.

Liz I am so sorry your DH is having increased issues. Your energy and ability to cope amazes me. I am sure routine is better for your DH and you will both be better off when life settles down. Family travel should be easier than foreign trip.

Ann, those doctors visits mount up don't they? Between me, DH and dogs we have many coming up. Too bad there is no dog medicare.

Yep we all need to keep our fluid up. I purchased bottled water at the hippie street fair even though its not politically correct to have a single use water bottle in hand at such an event which was advertised as "waste free". Couldn't help it - I was hot and thirsty.

Well, lets see if this post survives. Three...two...one...lift off! Diane S

I see it!

Well, I had a good day until.... No, must focus on the positive...he grapples with his truth...stay positive...Hard to do when feeling, even for mere fleeting moments, like a failure...Awwww Heck!

I mentioned last spring that I decided to go off Vyvanse because it wasn't working as well as I had hoped and it was pushing my blood pressure way too high. I have been off the Vyvanse for quite some time. Went to the hospital pharmacy today to refill prescriptions since I was remiss in ordering them online to be delivered in the mail and I ran out of one med today. While there I decided to stop by my doc's office for a blood pressure check. Hot damn! It was ridiculously high. The nurse retook it a couple of minutes later and it was down, but still too high at 151/74. (BTW , first reading was 171/92. I can't remember ever having a reading that high!) So, gosh darn it, my doc using his best judgement, bless his heart, put me back on atenolol. I have not been on atenolol since my VSG surgery. I do not think I need to go into depth about the feelings that have whirled up and in turn been quickly shut down by my inner rebel. Will have to try and sit with those feelings and see if I can feel the feels. Don't really wanna, but should.

I had planned on going to the gym, but ended up spending so much time at the hospital waiting for meds, and then was in a foul mood, I opted to stay home and love up some puppies. Once they played themselves out and I got them their supper, I sat down to a cup of Joe and opened up the lap top to check in.

And there it is.

I'm sorry Devon, but glad your doctor took action. My BP read that high before I was on meds in the past as well and it is pretty dangerous. Sometimes we need multiple incentives to take action, but the most important of course is what is in our heads unfortunately.