Momma said there’d be days like this, she just didn’t tell me there would be so many in a row. I have to laugh. I had a vacation that was questionable on the enjoyment scale. I was looking forward to getting home and getting back in my newly established routine. I had been having reliable help in the yard and had been revamping my work schedule. My new radio show had begun and all seemed to be going very well.
For those who are unaware, I had bariatric surgery. While I am thrilled to note after five months I have lost about sixty-five pounds, it has been a journey that has held some unexpected results.
I had six months of preparation for the surgery. I thought that seemed unnecessary until I got nearer and nearer surgery. I realized then that it was something that amounted to a totally different life style. Those who seek bariatric surgery have several different reasons for seeking this kind of solution. In my case, I was experiencing difficulty in being as mobile as I wanted to be. I had lost significant amounts of weight two different times in my life. One time, the weight stayed off for about eighteen years then came back on quickly. The next time the weight came off relatively quickly, but did not stay off very long. I learned about myself and my relationship with food during both of these experiences.
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Living Life After Bariatric Surgery
I was talking with a friend recently, who is into restoration. We were discussing among other things how we view restoration. I have always had a love for what is now termed “fiber arts.” It is the manipulation of fibers... crochet, knitting, quilting, sewing clothes, embroidery, etc. Designers have taken those skills and combined them with an artistic flair and something new is created.
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I had a moment of “down in the dumps” syndrome a week or two ago then found that there had been a full moon. Perhaps, I thought, it was the lunar pull that had me all out of sorts and sad. It, like everything else in life passed, and I was cheery again, contemplating the future of my business, organizing summer travels around business, and enjoying my renewed enthusiasm about gardening. Then, BAM, I was once again struck with “down in the dumps” syndrome. What is this all about, is there a planet somewhere in retrograde that is causing this? I have no idea and there is no one here to tell me.
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