- Yes, the caramel digestives are quite tasty, MsBubbles...
- Thanks for the hug Cate. I need it! See below...
- It was a miracle Liza and then today happened...
- Thanks Marsia. I'm not doing very well at all to be honest but I will continue to log because at least it's making me more and more aware of things and the way I am and maybe why I eat certain things or smoke the way I do.
Exercise: I decided to visit Mum in the hospital instead and I am glad I did.
Food:
Breakfast: slice of toast and butter; carrot juice; coffee and milk
Mid-morning: glass of orange juice; 1 digestive biscuit
Lunch: chicken pesto pasta; ginger and lemon kombucha (trying to stay away from the fizzy drinks - this is a compromise); 70 g bag of fizzy jellies
Mid-afternoon: Coffee and milk
Dinner: cheese, chicken and peppers panini (better than yesterday's panini but still not great. Have to accept that the panini has had
its day); cappuccino
Now: 10.5% bottle of prosecco (not celebratory)
Last night, I went to bed early just after 10, managed to get to sleep and was woken up at around 11.30 pm by my housemate and her boyfriend making an awful racket
*ahem*. Still wide awake at 1.30 am. Finally got to sleep but looked so tired this morning and felt a bit tired all day. Hence the jellies, which I think helped.
For some reason, I decided to skip tennis and just drive straight to the shopping centre near the hospital after work to grab some food and then visit Mum. When I walked in, she was resting peacefully. She opened her eyes and then told me that she'd heard a 'pop' at lunchtime when she was manouvering around the bed on her crutches and had ended up falling and hitting her head on the ground. It turns out that the prosthetic hip is still in place but she has fractured her leg. Back in for surgery tomorrow. To say I'm upset and disappointed and lost at sea at this news would be an understatement. We had ONE DAY of joy only to be back in the shit today.
Anyway, while I was there, her surgeon visited her and explained that he will be bringing in another surgeon tomorrow with him. They will take out the prosthesis in there now, replace it and then pin the leg fracture. It sounds complicated. I caught a peak at him as he walked past me in the corridor and he has really bright blue eyes, kind of like Gene Wilder, and he seems like a lovely man. I hope he gets her all sorted tomorrow and this is the end of this awful nightmare. I just feel so, so sorry for her. We're not out of the woods yet.
I won't get to see her tomorrow as she won't be out of surgery and awake till late but I really hope and pray that she is fine and that this is just a little setback and we'll be back on the road to freedom and happiness in no time. Please send kind thoughts and prayers, I need your support.
Weight: 170.5; BF 39.3%; BMI 26
I'm fine with hovering around here for now. Bigger fish to fry!
Cigs yesterday were 14. Today TBD. Probably a lot.