Sunday, January 13, 2008
I decided to try out this sight when I heard about it and then checked it out. I am coming close to the "Big Five-O!" I just turned 48 last week and I remember when I used to think that was soooo old. I usually feel about as good as I did in my 30's, except for my energy level, and I think I look about the same, too. My weight has fluctuated on and off, especially when I had my babies, 21 years ago and 17 years ago. I am still carrying around a few of those lbs! Hah! I guess I can't blame it on baby weight anymore. I don't have too much weight to lose, but I do want to improve my optimal health. I hate to exercise and I love chocolate, so those are my vices. I try to eat well, most of the time, but I get off track with friends and family who I enjoy eating out with. I don't cook much, so maybe eating out is another vice! I jokingly tell people that I use my oven for storage, because people don't believe that I do not cook! Just ask my daughters! It's either take out or eating out. I want to fit better into my clothes instead of going up a size. I hate the mid-section roll that pops out over the jeans waist band, especially when I sit down. I didn't used to have that. I guess that is something that comes with age. I am a middle school teacher and I have enjoyed that for over 22 years. I have two beautiful daughters, one in college and one in high school. I love it when people ask if we are sisters! I love to read, write, camp, hike, travel, keep my home updated (I'm always remodeling or decorating something or another) and spend time with my family. I am single and it seems to work well for me for right now. The majority of my stress comes from watching my mother's painfully slow progression into the abyss of Alzheimer's. It often pulls me into a depression and raises my anxiety level. It has taken a toll on my family and especially my father who has developed his own health issues dealing with the stress of watching his life partner progress through this horrifically long good-bye. It's been over 10 years for my mom and there is no recognition, emotion or speech. We actually lost her about 10 years ago, she's been bed-ridden for about that long but her small, frail body is still intact. Her living will states no artificial means of support and she can't eat much, but she is still hanging in there. For what? I have no idea. She is at home and will remain there until she passes on. My dad will not consider any other options, so she has almost full-time home care from a personal care-giver and daily health checks from a visiting nurse. I'm running out of space so I will continue in my next blog entry. I would love to hear from anyone dealing with a severely ill parent, especially an Alzheimer's patient. I can already feel that this is going to be cathartic for me.