In All Things Give Thanks ...

It has been an emotional week for me.  Thanksgiving was kind of quiet, didn’t hear from either one of my children or my aunt.  My niece and sister-in-law did come from Maryland, so that was nice.  I’m not going to reach out to anyone, because I’m always the one reaching out.  I’m tired, my body is tired; I don’t feel well (but I have to suck it up and act like I feel well); my pain is not as bad as it was but it’s still there reminding that I’m not healing the way I was supposed to heal and then add in my hubby’s issues … I’m just done.  Began binge eating and was two (2) pounds heavier at my WW weigh-in.  This added to my mixed up emotions and I downed a bag of white cheddar popcorn.  I tracked it in my logs though and tracked anything else I let pass my lips.  By Saturday evening I was in between tears and not wanting to be bothered.  I felt a little better after my niece and SIL left.  We laughed and chatted for a few hours and even in those conversations I was constantly reminded of how ‘effed up’ my family is.  That led to more tears once I retreated to my secret place. 
Just wasn’t good company and made sure I didn’t take it out on hubby.  Because he wasn’t feeling up to anything I spent most of the day making sure he was okay (insert more secret tears here).  I know he’s going through a lot and I know he hates not being able to even do the little things he's used to doing.  He tries real hard to be a trooper and power through.  Didn’t help that Sunday was kind of dreary. (sigh) 
Some of my biggest obstacles this past week continue to be at home … and getting enough activity is still a challenge.   I will continue trying to increase my activity and move closer to my goal weight.  I really don’t feel better pain-wise, but I’ll continue on this journey and hope for the best.  

Every day is a new day. Never give up.