A funeral, stomach virus oh and by the way, Happy Mother's day
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Well after about 2 weeks out of the program, I am back. I lost a childhood friend to suicide. What gives
? This is the second spark blog involving someone close committing suicide . I found out and soon found myself making arrangements to take a 2 plus hour bus ride back home. I went with my infant in tow, which luckily kept me distracted and busy. She also made me feel better. I so didnï¿½t want to be that lady with screaming baby. She played but then wanted to nurse. I had planned my trip around her feeding schedule but of course with children it doesnï¿½t always go as planned. She wanted to nurse and started to get fussy so I discreetly (as possible) nursed her. If you have seen my pictures you know discrete is very hard with my big bad boys lol. Crying screaming baby averted happy sleepy content baby, score one for me.
I go to Orlando where my dad stopped at checkers and got me a burger. Oh it was so tasty but I knew this was only the beginning of the food challenges. I got home to my parents and my mom in true Puerto Rican fashion busted out some Pasteles. Now for those of you who have not had these, they are so tasty. I donï¿½t know how other to describe them other than a Puerto Rican version of a tamale using a mass of grated mashed plantain bananas, pork and depending on who makes it , other various ingredients are added. It is wrapped in plantain leaves. It takes a good deal of prep and my mom made them for me from the plantains in the backyard. I couldnï¿½t say no and frankly they are too tasty to pass up.
I later got ready and headed out to the service. It was so hard to go in, I had to take a moment. I had been fighting back tears and any uncomfortable emotions so didnï¿½t know how I would react. It turns out I was then and still having trouble coming to terms with the death of my friend. It really doesnï¿½t feel like he is gone and I avoid thinking of it by all means possible. I write and talk about it in a very disconnected way as one would read a label off a box.
The next four days was an endless back and forth of balancing between catching up with my friends and spending time with family. Sunday, after a wonderful Motherï¿½s day breakfast at my parents house I went back home. I was so happy to see my other two children and husband. later that night my husband fell ill from being exposed to a stomach virus by my daughter. The next day it was my turn. IT WAS TERRIBLE!!! I now understand the term ï¿½violently illï¿½ very well. In less then 24 hours I lost 10 lbs (water weight Iï¿½m sure) and in 2 days the total was 12lbs.
I was so dehydrated I was having Charlie horse like cramps every where in my body. I wish I could have kept it off, a token of my pain and suffering, but no. the weight slowly crept up. I then ambitiously tried to get back into my first workout since getting sick and15-20 minutes into it got a serious case of baby giraffe legs and extreme dizziness. Oh Jillian Michaels, next time. I ended up doing a 3mile walking dvd late in the evening to make up for my earlier short lived work out.
I am starting to see results again and am on my way back on track as long as I do not eat that whole piece of Raspberry Elegance cake
that my enabling sweet dear husband got me from Publix
. I hope you mother's out the in Sparksville had a much better mothers day/week .