It’s been a while since my last post and a lot has happened since then. For instance, three days after my last post my mother passed away. That kind of takes priority over other things, including writing blog entries. She had been in the Extended Care Centre for a number of years and she decided that it was time to move on. My father passed away four years ago and Mom missed him. She missed him so much that when they told her she had a lump in her breast - cancer - she decided not to have it operated upon and removed. At the end the nurse said that it was probably the cancer that killed her.
I think she would be proud of what I am doing. She was always worried that I was getting too big and that I should lose weight. I was in the process, but she never really got to see me change
I’ve also seen the doctor a number of times. The first time was actually the day before my mother passed away. I had been doing so well on my sugar levels and on my fitness levels in general that we decided to go ahead and drop the medication. Like she said at the beginning, once you’re on you never get off and I so desperately wanted to stay off. I think that was one of the reasons why I became so obsessed with getting healthy. It literally was a “get fit or die” type of statement. At that meeting we discussed a number of options and she gave me a form to get another blodd test done in early December to see what my numbers were.
I really wish I could figure out what she was requesting by looking at the form. If I wanted to I could do some research and come up with the full names of the items she had checked off, but why did she check them off?
What else has changed? New pants. Twice. I have gone from a pair of pants with a tight 52 inch waist to loose 44 inch pants. I have, quite literally, lost around 10 inches from my waist. I am now wearing pants that would have fit my ten years ago. Maybe even twelve.
OK, now that we have established that a bunch of things have changed, let’s see what that really means.
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