So far, this year has the potential to be the most important year in decades. Not just for this country and world, but on a far smaller scale, personally. With my cancer in remission, Joe and I are set to begin a whole new chapter in our lives together. We have both put in our notices at work and have started the process of moving. So this will be my last entry for this blog. I will start a new blog about the next chapter soon. There are so many awesome things in the works, but I won’t say until they are about to happen. Can’t give certain people too much information…they know who they are. Peace to you for reading. **I had a lot more written, but in my proofing, I decided it sounded too whiny. And there is no point in it. Good thoughts and prayers!!!
2019 is in the history books. It was stressful, painful and hopeful. I am still considered in remission on the cancer front. I've had a mammogram and a colonoscopy back last fall and they came back clear. I am still suffering from the side effects of all the chemo and radiation treatments I had. The biggest ones are the fatigue and joint pain. My hair is growing back a curly salt and pepper grey. If I seem distant, it is because I am... There has been so much going on that I don't know where to start. At work, most of my favorite coworkers have left or are getting ready to leave...making me feel alone and disconnected from my workplace. I started doing the monthly newsletter for the club and that has been added stress, but at the same time, I enjoy the mental stimulation. Every other part of my job is wearing me down. I've been in this "entry level" position for the past 11 1/2 years, watching as others have moved up and I feel like I am spinning my wheels. ...
I started 2018 at 345 pounds. Wow! Holy crap I'm fat! I have struggled most of my life with my weight. Growing up, my mother was always on Weight Watchers (she would lose and regain the same 50-60 pounds.) I think watching her struggle and living in a "Dieting Household" made me crave "evil foods." Once I got some freedom, I overindulged to the point of gluttony. Obviously, I have had issues with food my whole life. But it doesn't need to be that way. Food is just fuel/medicine. It's not love, comfort, inspiration, punishment, reward or ungratefulness. It is supposed to be nourishment for the body. Yes, it can bring people together and I love breaking bread with my family. But with my massive weight problem, I am embarrassed to eat around most people. In my mind, "Come on, who wants to see a fat person eat?" I think I look gross. One diet I was on back in the 1990's said to place a mirror in the dining room so I could see ...
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