my dad called this morning. my grandma passed away early this morning. such a bittersweet passing. on the one hand, such sadness to think she is truly gone, but on the other, a passing filled with no pain/suffering but simply peace. the doctors were able to tap one lung on sunday, and the other on tuesday, which allowed her to breath more easily. they determined the cancer began in her ovaries and spread to her lungs. at least there is an answer to that question. my dad and his siblings were able to share a few days with their mom before she said good-bye. definitely a blessing. i am having some difficulty with the fact that i won't be able to attend her funeral and say good-bye as i am at the point in this pregnancy where flights just aren't allowed. i know she'd understand completely, but it is still doesn't sit well with me. i did have a nice visit with her on friday, so i do feel at peace with that part of things, but it is not the same as mourning with my entire family. i was thankfully able to do so during the passing of my other grandparents. all in all, another death is a hard pill to swallow regardless of the circumstances. the timing is never perfect. thanks for your thoughts and prayers. i know they mean alot to me as well as the rest of my family.
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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