Saturday morning, I weighed myself, no change. Sunday I walked past the scale a million times with out stepping on. Then Monday morning it was back the the routine. Except this time it was 4 lbs lighter. Confused, I double triple checked each time coming back the same. I didn't track my food intake last week, but I know I should have probably gained 4 lbs not lost. Shoot me, I had take out!
Yesterday as well as much of last week I was in bed. I'm so tired. So weak. I kid you not I almost wet myself trying to get into the bathroom because my hands just could not open the door. There are days when I can barely open my bottled water. All week, no exercise and lots of eating, what is going on here. This afternoon when I woke up, I am another pound down. And even more confused.
I'm tired. I'm weak. And I have lost 5 lbs in 3 days. And I cant help but wonder, is this it? Am I getting sicker or is it just this cold I have? Can a cold make you lose weight? I'm still eating, not as healthy as I usually try to. I'm just confused. I have a appointment with my hematologist next week. But if the weight keeps dropping off like this I will have to call the my Transplant Dr and I can only imagine how that is going to turn out.
Last night I served my family ramen for dinner. Ramen. I feel so horrible about this. David of course didn't say anything. But I always try to feed my boys well. They work and play hard they need to eat. I will have to be more prepared making sure I always have a fall back meal for days I just cant cook. Until last night I would just suck it up and make dinner. I'm horrible at asking for help. But last night, when I just couldn't do it, I realize its just something I will have to deal with for a little bit. I have seen lots of freezer meals on Pinterest. Looks like that and the crock pot are my new bests friends!
Taking a few minuets to let myself think and accept this as the way my life has to be now. Mixed emotions on that one. But mostly I am thankful to have just been able to wake up in my own bed. By none other than sloppy kisses from a certain Great Dane. While two boys sit back and laughed their little butts. Stinkers. Even though all this mess, I can see that I am blessed. There is always someone out there who has it worse than you. Don't ever forget that!
I should probably get caught up with my Sharing our Spoons. Two posts in one day...hopefully!
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