Hi everyone! This weekend definitely tripped me up but I’m trying to get past it, and your wonderful comments made me smile. I love my readers. ❤
Got up at 8am so I could hit the gym nice and early to kick start my week in the right direction. I took a 45 minute Zumba class at 8:45am. I had never been to this one before, and I don’t think I plan on going back. The routines were not heart-pounding enough, or fun enough, and the instructor wasn’t really into it. But, it got me out of bed at 8am, so for that I am thankful. After the Zumba class I did 10 minutes walking on the treadmill at a steep incline and then 20 minutes on the elliptical because I spotted a magazine that I wanted to read. I left after that, got a few necessities from the grocery store, and then went home.
By the time I got home, my dad and brother were already off to the doctor. When they went into the appointment, the doctor’s office immediately called the hospital to get a room for him. My dad was re-admitted into the hospital at 2pm. He’s now receiving nutrition via IV because he cannot hold onto any nutrients from solid foods, and he’s getting fluids in him from an IV also since the chronic diarrhea leaves him severely dehydrated.
It’s pretty scary that he’s back in the hospital so fast. He was only home for two weeks. I can’t say that I didn’t see it coming though, he lost 15 lbs in the 14 days he was home, dropping down to an all-time low of 148lbs at 6’5″. He was losing his voice, which is always a sign that things are getting bad, and the diarrhea came whether he ate or not. That’s the turning point every time, once the diarrhea is self-producing we know he’s going to the hospital.
It’s upsetting, but it’s the best place for him. He got a private room this time! We’re really happy about that because he always seems to get the worst roommates. My twentieth birthday is tomorrow, and I’ll be spending it at work from 12pm-5pm and then I’ll be heading to the hospital to visit my dad. Maybe not the best or cheeriest birthday, but I can’t complain. My entire family will be together at some point in the day, and with a family like mine I can’t ask for much more. They’re the strongest people I know.
Back to the foooood. For lunch I had a fajita tempeh salad with grilled stoneground whole wheat tortilla. It’s a blog regular, because it’s that darn good!
Today I had my first closing shift of the summer, 5pm-11:30pm (I left after midnight). I’m lucky that it’s my first, because no one likes closing, I just wish I could have avoided it even longer! Since I was working 6+ hours I got a break, so I packed my dinner instead of eating before going in. I packed what looked like a really amazing salad: Oriental Tempeh Stir Fry Salad. Here’s what’s in the mix: salad greens, sesame garlic tempeh, steamed broccoli, steamed carrots, steamed sno peas, edamame, kashi pilaf, honey sesame sticks, and ginger sesame dressing.
Sadly the dressing was stronger than I remembered and I poured too much on. It basically ruined the salad and I didn’t even end up eating all of it. I was definitely disappointed because I was looking forward to it.
I snacked on candy again at work today. 😦 This sugar thing is really tripping me up. I know sugar leads to binges but I couldn’t stop. So I had a lot of candy at work, came home, had the normal cereal & fruit combo, but then ate cookies too. Ugh, I wasn’t very pleased, and neither was my stomach. I woke up today with a tummy ache.
I’m happy that all my actual meals were really healthy today , I worked out really hard at the gym and that I worked hard at the restaurant. I feel like a lot of that balances the late night sugar. I mentioned it to my mom and she suggested that I may need to go back on my herbal anti-depressant . I have had a couple of only OK days in a row, noticeably different, and that started once I went off the medication. I’m going to give it a couple more days and if things don’t improve I’ll be back on Amoryn, and out of the sun all summer long. 😦 Kinda sucks, but obviously if it comes down to that, my happiness is more important than a tan.
I’ll keep you all posted, of course.