Not such a bad week in the gym this week. Feeling pretty good. Shoulder not causing problems. Scale isn't moving much, but I'm still seeing good things in the mirror so I try to not freak out too much. Posing is coming along. I'm noticing how I need to twist and otherwise manipulate my entire body. And sometimes I get really excited to see a muscle that I didn't know I had! Yes, excited. I'm a total geek and a bit of a loser.
But "regular" life has been challenging. My husband finally got a job!!!!!!!! Sooooo happy!!!! But. Just a few days later, he got sick. Normally, this isn't a big deal for most people. But for him, it really is. Two years ago, we thought he had a cold. Maybe pneumonia. After being sick for about two weeks, I convinced him to go to the dr. Turns out he was more sick than we thought. So sick, in fact, that he actually died. Yup. Flatlined. 30 minutes. (I think I might have written about this before-- sorry if I'm repeating myself )
Miraculously, he was revived. With no major brain damage at all. After about a month in the hospital, he came home and we began rebuilding our lives.
It was the most difficult time in our lives. And it started with a cough and some insomnia and it started in early February of 2010.
This cold has started out with a cough and insomnia and it is only days away from the second anniversary of when he flatlined (feb 15).
We went to the dr yesterday. No signs of the demise from two years ago. Dr gave him some scripts and wants to see him again on Tuesday.
But the coughing is awful. And it is keeping us both up. I've slept for maybe a total of 3 or 4 hours in each of the last 3 days. I'm a zombie. He's even worse.
It's also suspected that he might have sarcoidosis. Bet most have never even heard of that. Well, it's a shitty disease that can make you feel just plain old shitty. And if you get sick as a sarcoid patient, it takes you longer to get over the illness than it would for most "normal" people.
So I'm filled with anxiety, worrying about him, and not sleeping, and trying to diet?!? Wtf!!! LOL!!
At some point in my life, I would really like for the stars to align themselves and work in my favor for a streak of just a few weeks. That's all. Just a few weeks. I'm not asking for a whole lifetime of a stress free existence-- I know I'm not that special. Just a couple of weeks. Just so I can let my proverbial hair down (which is short, so it's already down). Just to catch my breath and get the wind back under my sails.
But alas, it is almost Sunday and I shall soon be coddled by my cheat meal. It sucks being an emotional eater!