Wednesday, June 12, 2019

Hey all! With the cousin's daughter/boyfriend gone I have my house back. Yay! I want to be the welcoming sort, but I really like my own space. The aunt is staying in the other house and is actually being really good. Apparently her kids are planning an intervention to get her into assisted living. Given that we've had to help her not only off the potty, but out of most chairs, I don't think that would be a bad idea. She refuses a cane or walker, but always seems about to fall over. Scares me, but she shoo-es away any helping arms to lean on. She also admitted she lonely as her friends flee Ohio in the winter for warmer climes or they have passed away. If she could be in a place that has progressive care (ie people who are "mentally there" she could interact with) it might be a good thing. While her kids are worried a lot about mental decline I don't think that is quite as concerning as the physical stuff. Though she has had the power turned off having forgotten to pay the bill, missed doctor's appointments, and couldn't keep straight which day she was flying up here. When you talk to her however she seems fine. I wish we came equipped with a warning light on our forehead that tells us/others when it's time for more assistance, to take the car away, etc. Her kids have hired helpers in the past to help with day to day care, but she fires them all. Ugh.

Raining here and chilly for the next several days.

Must go feed the puppers!

Good Morning All - little later this am as I have been snowed under with work. EOFY over here and our clients are spending their unallocated budgets - makes for days that fly by in a whirlwind!

Not a lot planned today - work then some errands. DH is away with work. Im having my Mum over to for dinner and stay the night. Looking forward to that. DS has his final exam today before his trimester break so will be home late

Have put up a post to find out who is interested/able to meet up when we come to the States in September. Would love to meet up with those who can :) Would be special

I best run :) Hugs

Shirley

I posted on the other thread. I'd love to try to make it happen and would try to go to wherever the most people could meet!

Perhaps I am meant to be sedentary. Several tasks accomplished, then I decided to break down some of the branches in the brush pile, when my foot got caught under a log, causing me to lose my balance and fall backward. I lay on my back, blind, because my glasses fell off, unable to free my foot, nausea welling from the pain in my wrist, not my best moment. Luckily my husband was elsewhere in the yard, and rescued me. Currently wearing a splint on my wrist. I can move all fingers and rotate my wrist, it just hurts a lot when I do. Icing, elevation, etc. If it hurts this bad in the morning, I'll go to the doctor. Just when I was all fired up to get stuff done. Guess I'll just have to do it one handed.

On a more uplifting note, I remembered it is the 7th anniversary of my WLS. My journey isn't perfect, but it is a journey of liberation. Free from the fear of nothing to wear, too small theater seats, seat belt extender, stairs, never ever being able to keep up, the dismissive look in people's eyes. When you are morbidly obese, it takes courage to live your life, to go out in the world. You know your value, your worth, that you are loved, but the world doesn't always see you this way, and the world has a way of letting you know that they don't.

We were planning our first trip to Europe, specifically Italy for our 25th Anniversary. I began to imagine it, my husband climbing towers, hills, mountain paths, while I rested on benches or stayed back at the hotel. I could not live with this final assault to my dreams, so I asked dh if we could postpone the trip for a year, so I could have WLS. And one year, one week after my surgery, I climbed the most challenging trail in the Cinque Terras. I will never, never forget that moment when I could see the next town we were heading to below us and turning around and looking down at the town where we started. And the ocean. And then church bells rang. For real. And I thought, I would have endured the surgery just for this perfect moment. And there have been so many, many moments, big ones like trips to Italy, or returning to Brazil, and small moments in the beauty of an ordinary day. Seven years later, I am still proud I had the courage to take a shot at changing my life. But mostly I feel gratitude for all of it.

What a beautiful memory, DD!

Lovely memory DD. Sorry you fell but at least it doesn't sound like you broke anything.

DD, I love that Cinque Terra moment you shared! Yes, it's lifetime highlight moments like that that sustain me through so many other loooong stretches without those kinds of moments.