Happy almost Fourth of July! My weight this week is 187.6. The scale is going down again! Yay! 😁
My caregivee has been quite the corker this week. Their blood sugars have been high, and their attitude has been challenging. I understand that they have a lot going on. I do. I see them 24/7, but that doesn’t give them an excuse to be so negative. Multiple times this week, I’ve had the sudden urge to quote a famous movie line. “You’re killin’ me, Smalls!”
Positivity has been an issue this week. I’m doing my best to keep the faith and work on helping my caregivee while taking care of my needs as well, but it’s been difficult. I’ve heard so many ‘I cant’s’. It’s quite deflating. There have been some positive notes, though. My caregivee has started being able to do dishes with one hand, and my dad has given the green light to start prepping to renovate the main bathroom. That’s a huge answer to prayer, and I already have everything picked out. Other positives have been progress made on the baby blanket I’m cross stitching and a new mattress topper on my bed to help my hip pain lessen.
I think the attitude issue with my caregivee is because they had set in their mind where they would be this far out of surgery, and it’s just not happened. Their wrist still hasn’t woken up, so the arm is essentially dead right now. The therapist is concerned, especially since there’s still a lot of pain. We had a checkup scheduled for today for the surgeon, but they called last night and said they would have to reschedule. That’s a bit of a blessing, too, because it gives me a few extra hours to work on other things.
Eating this week hasn’t been much of an issue. My appetite really hasn’t been there. I purchased some powdered peanut butter, and my caregivee suggested putting it in a protein shake. I tried it once and it was pretty tasty.
Moving around has not been a problem at all! I’ve been go, go, go all week. Sunday’s are really the only day I have absolutely nothing.
I’m going to keep going, though, peeps. I’m not giving up on this weight loss journey. Sure, I’ve had some bumps in the road, but even if I end up going to a gym once a week, I’m gonna make that 130 pound goal.
Just keep us in your prayers as we try to figure out what’s causing the lack in healing in my caregivee, and prayer their attitude gets a little more positive. Until next time, stay healthy my friends! ❤️