Good morning! Sounds like most everyone is doing well, or at least not going backwards.
I, too, am at a plateau of sorts. Haven't lost, haven't gained. Fluctuates 3 pounds on and 3 pounds off. But still holding onto the 25 lost since surgery.
My life is finally (fingers crossed) going to resemble normal now, if you can call going from empty nester to 2, 20 year olds coming home to live for the summer. Yep! Our daughter returned from her 4 months in South America on Wednesday. OMG it is good to see her. And our son in Seattle has decided to move back to Portland and hang out with us until he finds some roommates. He does have a full time job waiting here, so that's good. However, we're in the suburbs and buses not too good, so I'll be playing taxi driver a LOT this summer!
I had hoped I would be down another 20 (or at least 10) pounds by the time our daughter returned. Nope. But during that time, I have been just inundated with caring for my father's needs. The latest bout (and I so hope the final adventure) was getting him into the hospital for a little prostate work. While in recovery, his residential facility called me to tell me not to bring him back.I had already given 30 days notice since I had found a locked facility (remember, he has Alzheimer's and walked off his campus and hopped on a city bus. Plus he has combativeness issues). But I had not even gotten things finalized (not even an assessment by the new place as to whether they would even take him or not). He was due to be released from the hospital the very next day (last friday) and OMG. That was an awful day full of phone calls to attorneys, ombudsmen, social workers, referral people, new facility administrators. Ug. The hospital social worker was an angel and said how rude for the old place to "dump" him and he could stay in the hospital until the new place was ready for him. Gratefully, the new place got their rears in gear and got things set up for a monday move. So. Monday I moved him in. The whole weekend my husband and I moved out his apartment full of stuff. You'd think, with the 95+ temps and all that sweat I'd have lost some weight!!! Definitely got a workout.
ANYWAY (thanks for listening!). He is adjusting beautifully to the new, very simplified (and locked) facility. He has a great outdoor walking path (with a fence that was coming un-nailed which I pointed out to them!!) and he is pretty confused but I honestly think, misses his beautiful old place even though he can no longer articulate such things (it really was quite innovative and lush with gardens but too much freedom).
So I've learned that I definitely use chocolate for a stress fix! I think since I am not able to drink caffeinated beverages much, when I get stressed, I want to think clearly and reach for chocolate for a quick pick me up. Then, of course, I do a sugar nose dive and it becomes totally counterproductive.
But boy, that bag of cookies with the fudge center did taste good!!
My policewoman is back (my daughter) and she will scold me if she sees anything in the house resembling a diet buster. So that is good!!
Okay. That was way too much information, but I come here more like you are my psychologists than my nutrition counselors!!! Time to get off the "sofa" and get my a** moving again.
No plans for weekend. Daughter in a wedding, but a small affair with only a dessert reception (I will not partake....unless there are those melt in your mouth "wedding cookies"....the softly crunchie powdered sugar dusted melt in your mouth crushed nut things.....oh........just 2! I promise!!!!)
Hang in there everyone.
Marguerite
Marguerite....Thanks for the post?..sounds like you are going to have a full summer