Hubby and I have a “cold” … sniffles, headaches, tired and a bit congested. It’s been draggin’ on. We greatly debated about it but we both are signed up for the COVID vaccination. So, we wait.
Our “senior citizens” are still struggling with COVID … they both are in their mid-80s. We neighbors are leaving care packages on their front porch.
DS1 is on his pituitary tumor med … which has the side effect of a daily migraine. He is to be retested the end of March to see if it is going to do the job or if he needs brain surgery. Fingers and toes crossed.
Hubby has been on the edge of a manic episode … but we have been able to keep him this side of reality. Doc is on board. Sleep, sleep, sleep … is our number 1 issue. Hubby had an episode a year ago and stepped off alllllll brain meds in June. So, we are doing good … but watchful.
And as for me … I took 7 weeks to lose 7 pounds. And 2 weeks to gain it back.
I’m tired of the getting fired up and committed to suck on carrots.
I’m tired of the roller coaster.
I’m tired of the failed attempts.
I’m tired of not knowing physical hunger vs emotional hunger.
I’m tired of not knowing comfortably full vs non-ending chomping to fill … the void.
I’m plain tired.
This is insanity at it’s best … wanting something but self-sabotaging and getting in my own way.
I wanted to “shock” my new doc in June and show up miraculously slim !!!
To those of you who have lost weight … how did you do it??? How did you stay motivated???
To those of us who haven’t achieved our goal weight and stayed there … why not???
Change your mind … and the rest WILL follow.