9/26/2019, Thursday

Weight: 138.0
Protein: 88
Carbs: 151 (HOME-MADE BREAD--a gift from my dentist)
Veggies/Fruits: 10
Water: 48 ounces YEA!
Sleep: 7.5 hours YEA!
Exercise: Sunrise walk (30 minutes), gardening (1 hour), mowing (1 hour)

Good news here: It's raining, the scales are down again, I slept 7.5 hours last night, yesterday's hydration was much better, the property looks wonderful, and today's temps will be mostly in the sixties. The sitch here is good. :)

Thanks to yesterday's big push outdoors mowing and gardening to fluff up the joint before rains began meant that I still haven't finished Bernadette and may not fini**** before book club meeting this evening. Oh, the shame!

And that homemade bread the dentist gave me yesterday? That was hard to turn down. It's a small loaf of homemade white bread made by his lovely wife. I hardly ever eat white bread, but this white bread is wonderful. For lunch yesterday I toasted some and assembled a fabulous veggie burger with roasted, caramelized sweet peppers and onions. If that's a sin, I'm a sinner.

Oh, the dentist also said I need to give him $1,445 to replace a cracked crown before I go to Antarctica. That might explain the gift of homemade bread.

This morning, we're going to church in the rain as Kirk Franklin and his choir sing "Rain Down on Me."

JUST LOST MY POST!!!!

The carbs from your lunch sound worth it. Tooth maintenance as we get older sure is expensive!

The daycare bus just came for DH. He was up at 6:30 am, so had to wait over two hours for it.

DH had a weird day yesterday, sometimes speaking total gibberish and at other times in perfectly good sentences (the latter is rare these days). He couldn't seem to figure out how to drink from a glass to swallow his pills even when I tried a straw. So I had to give them in mashed banana last night and this morning. No way to know if this is permanent now. Every day there are a few things that make me feel guilty about moving him and other things that reassure me that it is the right time. Four days to the move. It came fast once the date was finalized.

BIL (the unreliable one) cancelled for the third time this week. He says he is depressed and struggling to accept what is happening to DH. I REALLY don't want to hear this. We all are, but I CANNOT console him. He always thinks that his needs are greater than everyone else's. Rant over...

Today I have errands to do and might sit on the beach as it is warming up a lot. Dinner out with friends tonight.

Have a tremendous Thursday!

Don't you dare console him ! Don't give him the benefit of any of your time or attention one way or the other!

I'm not - I just said okay, have to go. Thanks for validating my behavior!

I agree, do not console him. Glad DH is not aware of of his brother s behavior.

Yes, DH thinks his brother is wonderful probably because he calls him every night and so he remembers him. DH and BIL fought like dogs up until the last two years... I think BIL calls because it makes him feel important - we (other family members and I) are predicting that he shows up at DH's new "home" frequently to charm the staff and eat free. It is what he did at his mothers place. Made him feel like the mayor of her assisted living facility.

Oh **** him!

Thats' all!

******' A.

Well, I have missed posting a few days in a row. I go from waking up at 2 am with pain and can not go back to sleep. To sleeping until 8 am and dragging myself out of bed. I go to PT today at 11. She worked me over pretty good last time.

Weight 257.4. Down 17 pounds from pre op. One thing that I forgot about was no alcohol for about a month and a half. That explains the continued weight loss while eating bacon, tomato sandwiches. I do not graze as often as I was but do eat deli casserole type meals. DW has been care taker so she just bought food instead of making. She really does not like to cook anyway. Most of the meals are a little heavy on the fat and carb but otherwise is similar to what we normally eat. Hoping I can maintain the weight loss.

On the water intake. I have always had a good water intake. I lived in Ghana west Africa as a 14 - 15 year old. Traveled to a missionary that had daughters. Just after we arrived the city well broke. We were there a week. I have never been so starved for water in my life and take every precaution against being thirsty. I drink at least 3 liters every day. Even get up in the night to drink. I am not diabetic. Pre WLS I could drink a liter at one time. I can only drink 300 cc at a time now. And let me qualify my water. I add 4 squirts of lemon concentrate and sweeten with stevia to a liter of water. I gag on plain water since WLS. So my water is lemon aide.

The other issue with water is that I have worked as a nurse in an environment of fluid balance in the body was something we monitored. People would come in infected, or post op or severely dehydrated. Often they. Would have lower extremity swelling. We would flush them out with enough water and the swelling would go away. DW was taking diuretics and had lots of swelling. She flushed her system out with increase in water intake and the swelling went away as did the diuretics. Our body will hang on to water if it does not get enough.

Now the thinking about a sip of water connected to the scales is more in the psych world of medicine. I never worked that area. My DW did and the first thing she said is that explains a lot about me. LOL

More Later, David

What a GREA****er sermon, David. Thank you.

You're right. I'm think I'm so smart, but I'm an idiot about how importan****er is to so many aspects of my well being.

I have lemon and stevia in the house right now and will try that immediately.

Thank you again.