AuntieJan's Journal, 12 Nov 11

It has been a crazy few weeks here in auntiejanland. Ups and downs, but mostly ups. I have strayed away from my plan and my diet has suffered, mostly due to lack of planning and some of it due to circumstance. I knew I had gained some weight back and when I finally got to the gym my suspicions were verified.

I hate going backwards, but in a way it is a good opportunity to use my newly acquired coping skills. Instead of getting all depressed and giving up, my resolution is strong and I will do the work necessary to get back on track.

It started while I was house and doggie sitting and continued when I got home and all of a sudden I found myself with more work than I can handle. It is a wonderful problem and I'm glad to have it, but I need to remember to take care of myself as well.

So yesterday I managed to get to the gym for about an hour and while I was there I spoke to Elisa, the trainer at my gym. I made an appointment with her for a one on one session for an hour, I explained to her what my goals are approaching the holidays and the challenges I have with the numbness issues in my foot.

On other fronts I had an awesome time last weekend at the camp 50 year reunion, the food was definitely NOT in my plan but I didn't plan ahead and take stuff I could eat instead. Unfortunately my sister got sick a few hours after we arrived and I ended up taking her to the ER in the nearest town to camp at 3 am. They admitted her and kept her until Tuesday of the next week, diagnosed with colitis.

I had to work Tuesday so her son drove up to get her and brought her home. So she was home for about 4 hours and long story short at 11:00 at night I was following her and the EMTs transporting her to the ER here. It was after 3:30 in the morning when I finally got home and gor to bed. After four hours of sleep I had to be up and at work. Yay.

Oh but it doesn't end there. Oh no, not when she is in full blown hypochondriac mode. Wednesday night I am just getting to a deep sleep when at 1 am I am awakened by the barking shelties announcing the arrival of the EMTs at our door. Diagnosis? She was fine. After an hour I finally crawled back into bed.

Which brings us to yesterday morning, when she asks me if I could take her to the walk-in clinic. I replied that I was getting ready for work and she would have to drive herself. Diagnosis: minor side effects from new meds.

I am really glad to have my sister, and I love her, but enough is enough. Hopefully I'll get some rest this weekend!

Have a great weekend and peace to all.

108.0 kg Lost so far: 18.1 kg.    Still to go: 39.9 kg.    Diet followed: Poorly.