Postby lucylee » Sat Jan 23, 2016 4:36 pm
* sigh * It was really more like 2.5 pounds lost during the ER day... and (to no one's surprise) a pound of it has already found its way back.
And I'm sitting here wishing I had something good to eat right now. I just really have an addictive personality, where food is concerned. And obviously, dmom does too. That's how she described her cheese-binge. I guess its a good thing neither of us like alcohol.
(Dmom does NOT feel this extends to her need for meds, btw -- she truly feels she is in control of her meds and only takes them as needed for pain.)
However, she certainly passed on to me this junk food craving, and I don't really understand it. As I told the doctor the other day, when I was growing up, there was a meat-and-three-vegetables supper on the table every night of the world. Most of the time it included home-grown vegetables. But obviously, when left to her own devices, dmom struggles to eat healthy foods too.
I hate to even start posting on this thread. Everytime I do, seems like my weight goes up. But OTOH, if I don't post, my weight STILL goes up. It seems like a losing battle here.
I just checked in to see if I could find some inspiration, and saw my name on Harriet's last post.
Tomorrow is another day.