For those of you who know of my last blog, where my Mom was mauled by a dog... well, she is recovering well. I still help her with her bandages, and not to get graphic or anything but her wounds have filled in very well. I am happy. She is back at her house, she still has the wound vac on to help regenerate tissue and such but still hasn't been to work. Were trying to let my siblings who are living with her foot most of the bills.
Besides that many changes have arose. We have got a lot off our chest about my sister who didn't seem to comprehend what actually happened because she was attached to the dog, everyone had to go through drama of letting her know how we feel, so that helped.
Everyone is very right. This happened to my Mom for numerous reasons... for the sake of my kids. If that dog would have attacked my kids just for no reason like it did my mother... they wouldn't be alive with me today... They just wouldn't. If my own Strong Mother couldn't get that dog away from her, that tells you a story. My Mom is strong. Plus there was a new baby in that house.. my nephew. This happened and luckily it was the final straw, and the dog is away now. People ignored the signs it was giving that it needed help. NEVER BY ALL MEANS IGNORE BEHAVIOR SIGNS OF A DOG. You may just lose the person you love from it. If you don't believe me, let me know I will send you the pictures of that incident.
SO, how am I?????????????????????????????
Good freaking question.
I am hanging in there. I am totally feeling like I am back in my food addiction, making my way out baby steps again. I mean, my mom needed me to cook her breakfast, lunch & dinner.... lots of protein & meat, and how long was my diet going to last? Plus catering to her, my kids, and extra appointments with her and such... ummm, yeah. I didn't even get to squeeze in my favorite exercise on the treadmill.
But good news has arrived, ha. I am ready to be with my spark-people family again!
Moms safe & snug in her house again, I am here with my own messes and crazy kids again, and I am not freaking out over her wounds anymore. i did my part to help her heal & recover.
Time to focus on me right. I am sure I gained alot of what I lost back... BUMMERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, but thats being a food addict who lost track right?
I also miss my treadmill. I miss you all a lot, and I really did love coming on here to chat and see updates and whatnot. I will need some motivation or reminders to come back in the mornings for a while. Its a habit I loved but I broke and dont want to forget to do...
Each and every single one of you are a huge part of my recovery here, even when you have bad days. We all can relate.
But I hope you missed me, because I will be checking up on you all. HA.