11/15/18, Thursday

1. Within Range: Yes
2. General Wellbeing: 6 on SS
3. 10,000+ Steps: 1275
4. Fitness: moving 40 lb. bags of pellets
5. Self-Care: sleep
6. Play/Leisure: sleep
7. Intention: I will be ready to have my hair and nails done in two hours, the Imodium will work, and despite the storm I'll make it to Chicago tomorrow.

Yesterday, I moved 15, 40 lb. bags of pellets to prepare for this season's 1^st one ton delivery (50, 40 lb. bags). Immediately after, a got extremely nauseous and began with diarrhea. I was exhausted and went to bed and slept the rest of the day and all night except for bathroom trips. I hate taking Imodium right away, in case I ate something that needs to work itself through, and having grabbed a meal in NYC, you never know. I have tolerated ½ a banana and 6 ww Saltines an hour after DC ran to the store for Imodium et al. I have my nails and hair done at 9, and I'll come home and hunker down for the storm and finish packing.

Bonnie 150, when I feel overwhelmed, I think of you and everything is put in perspective.

Weight 122.2 (4th day in a row), calories 1384. Not what I'd planned... But not the fault of wine. I went to a coffee yesterday morning so ate very differently from usual from the get go. I think it awakened my carb craving which I satisfied with tortillas dipped in dark chocolate hummus (sounds weird I know).

Today is DH's Birthday and I'm contemplating putting him in daycare once or twice a week. I went to a caregiver support group here. Mixed feelings about it. Though I told them from the outset that I had been attending support groups for quite a while at home and had recently attended a caregiver class, they seemed compelled to keep telling me stuff I already knew. I sweetly said thank you. One guy has his bedridden wife at home (on the street right next to me) with paid caregivers in and out all the time and plans to keep her there until the end. Another woman not too much older than me (so definitely under 70), moved into one of those retirement communities where her husband can move to the dementia unit and then the nursing home when needed. She says she is the youngest there but at least she doesn't need to cook anymore. I feel like both those options would kill me off, possibly before DH (mentally anyway). But one good discussion was that one woman just started her husband in daycare near here and he is loving it because of the activities, especially dancing every day! He was early onset as well so is only a couple of years older than my DH.

So much food for thought on that front. I may go visit the daycare to check it out.

In the meantime we are taking DH out to dinner with SIL and two friends for his birthday.

Have a thankful Thursday in advance of next week! I hope Bonnie is doing well.

Sorry Liz - didnt wish DH a Happy Birthday

I hope you feel better soon!

Weight: 135.0
Macros: Cals - 1,460, Carbs - 157, Fats - 65, Protein - 97, Fiber - 31
Sleep hours: 5.0
Vegetable/Fruit Servings: 4
Water glasses: 3
Exercise: None
Meditation: Yes

Diane and Liz ... boy oh boy! Life never stops giving us more new challenges - big, small, long-term, short-term. And yet, somehow, we eventually move forward. Reminds me of that TED talk I really liked, the theme of which was: "Good or bad? Hard to say."

In that vein, this morning I'm trying to chill and reserve judgment about my eye surgery. It snowed here last night and schools are closed today, which means that (per a phone call yesterday with my local eye doc's office) that they may also be closed this morning. I was told, "When you wake up tomorrow morning, go ahead and take the eye patch off yourself, then come in later in the day for testing and consultation."

And that's what I've done. I had a lens inserted to improve my distance vision and, as predicted, can see better far away (although not as perfectly as I'd hoped) and much, much worse close up, just as I'd been warned the new distance-vision lens would cause. I will wait for more daylight and the post-op eye drop regimen, which my local eye doc will instruct me in later today, and perhaps more days of healing before I see (and how I feel about) how my new eyesight has turned out.

Truth is, I'm historically leery of significant changes in my life that I can't fully predict or control (like this surgery) and tend to ***** about everything early on before. Then I eventually adapt to it all and forget how *****y I was.

In other news, yesterday was (finally!) a very good bathroom day, and now I'm FINALLY back inside the 100-pound weight-loss border. It never occurred to me before now to call my 100-pound weight loss number (135.6) a border. I actually like it ... makes me feel like I'm living on the Rio Grande and sometimes ride my horse across the river for some great Tex-Mex food, then cross the river and come back home where I get to eat 8 daily V/Fs and drink lots of cool, cool water. ;)

Today's theme (thanks to Ralph Waldo Emerson): Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.

Hello all

Thinking about Bonnie150 and trying to keep perspective on my own trials.

Yesterday was ob appointment. I'm just crazy. My weight at home yesterday was 168.4, so I was fully expecting 170 on their scale (which would've been a 2# gain from a month ago) but instead I got 166. I'm delighted...but also worried my weight is going to suddenly jump next time (especially if they use that other scale!). Why must I focus on that? I would like to say I'm confident in what I'm doing. And I do feel pretty good about my weight gain last time. But...I'm not confident in what I'm doing. I'm eating pretty terribly, any time I have the slightest tinge of hunger, and it's almost never "healthy." So I definitely don't have reason to rest on my laurels.

But that's not really the focus of the appointment, simply the focus of my maintenance journey. Good news was we saw a wiggly baby with a strong heartbeat!

Becca started running a fever last night so I'm home with her.

I definitely am one to "borrow trouble". I don't know how not to do that, to just take one win at a time and breathe. Now I worry about my job. It always kind of ebbs and flows as cases settle and whatnot. And because I work with family, I guess it's that much more stressful because I don't want to put them out. In one of those ebbs where I wonder if there is going to continue to be enough work. But then sometimes there's too much work and I complain! Ha! Such is life, right?

Weight: 169.4 What's up? My scale up up and away, but Dr. scale low? Mine is probably right :(

Bonnie ... you definitely sound like you're pregnant! ;)

You can hit me now! LOL!

Ah yes, the ebbs and flows of legal work. Sometimes nothing and sometimes overload. This was always a busy time of year as holidays seemed to make people think of family and their estate plans. Plus lots of business transactions needed to be completed before year end. It will work. Glad you have a wiggly strong new peanut. DS

Thank you! Needed to hear that! I'm always happy to settle (as so many do these days) but when a big case takes up so much of your caseload, it's a blessing...and a little scary knowing where the work comes after. But it's just part of the job. And I think part of so many industries. I just need to learn to roll with the punches. Things have a funny way of working out. At least I can now admit that I'm a worrier and that things usually work out and start to deal with that. For my blood pressure I need to learn to be more zen!

Greetings My Pets

Still at 152.5. I thought I might lose a bit due to net eating much at all and major potty download. Oh well.

Interesting observation at last night's gallery board meeting. Someone brought a package of fancy looking cookies that she said just sounded good. They were very small and very thin so I ate one. She remarked that she thought they weren't very good and wasn't going to take them home and did anybody want them. I thought they were sort of bland and not that good either. My former self would have kept eating and eating them seeking the flavor sensation that just wasn't there. At least I don't do that anymore. The person who brought them is a naturally thin person or so it appears.

DianeO, sorry you are feeling bad. Get some fluid down. I am like you - hate to take ammonium. But wow, how you powered through all those bags of pellets is beyond me. I bow to you, strong lady. Hunker indeed.

Liz, I can tell you my mother took her 90 year old mother to adult day care when she had alzheimers. It worked out really well. I still have paintings that my grandmother did there and a clay piece. They had music and my grandmother always had people she wanted to sit by. It was a godsend for my mom. So check it out and give it a try. Dancing and music would be good I bet.

Peps, good thoughts on Cecily's work out. A personal trainer needs to work for YOU and not for some general norm. Good on you Peps for your killer workouts.

And Cecily thanks for the good report on Bohemian Rhapsody. Hope to check it out.

I got my new fitbit and it is a pain. Has a wrist band that is really hard to make clasp. I miss my old one. And I tried to do an on line chat with a fitbit rep about it and they wanted me to send in a picture and the computer stuff didn't work. Today I can call and talk to a real person.

So I was awakened today by Tesla with the singing bird toy. I knew that was a mistake.

Ann take care of that eye. If you can't go in for a day I bet it will be fine. Sounds like a good day for a bubble bath and music.

DH is still trying to get an appointment for a scan for his hernia issue. Its been 3 weeks since it was ordered. There is a shortage of all forms of medical care in our rural area. Hard to even find a primary care that takes new patients. So be glad Ann that you can go to the big city fairly easily. Our big city, San Fran, is 6 hours away.

Well studio work today and need to yell at fitbit. Grocery shopping in order. DH lived on junk food while I was gone. Not good.

Take care all especially Bonnie150. And welcome new member Nikkie. Tell us about yourself. Diane S