Collection: Photodisc Greenrandom thought of the day: when i am beyond stressed, i to eat that which is labled "comfort foods."
compulsive? probably.
curative? not.
feel good when i am doing so? you betcha.
my drug(s) of choice: cheeseburgers, french fries.
it almost doesn't matter "where from," it just matters that they are hot and there is ketchup.
that is all i have to say about that and yes, i saw
supersize me, i am fully aware of the havoc i am causing to my bod-ay, and no, they don't know my first name at mcdonald's.
not yet, anyway.
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mom had her cardiac catherization today. 20/30% narrowing of arteries on right-hand side of her heart, related to her "severe pulmonary disease," which "coronary artery disease" can be regulated with medication. next stop: colonoscopy, after her cardiologist gives his blessing (hopefully by today or tomorrow the blessing shall be, then probably another day...)
when my mother is discharged, she will be in a rehabilitation facility for at least a few weeks, maybe longer. i am beginning to wonder if she will ever regain her strength to the point where she can be independent enough for us to leave her for a day and go to work. the other
worry concern i have is that she will continue in her denial ways and not be forthright about how she is feeling. she went for a very long time concealing the truth; it is not all physical with my mom, part of it is mental. for a while, her chronic cough was attributed to "allergies," or her day was "fine" when she would have episodes of dizziness at work. i am not fully trusting in her to tell the truth and since she does not live with us, i am hoping my brother and his wife are on top of things enough to know when she isn't being as truthful as she needs to be.
day 11 of the hospital and i am growing pretty weary. i have had other things on this not-so-large plate
(when it's full, anyway) and i told my sister today that as of right now, i am a little mad at God and am thankful i have other friends who have been talking to Him for me. i
know i will come around, but as of right now, i don't have very much to say to Him.
i know, i know...
We all need to eat and drink to stay alive. But having a meal is more than eating and drinking. It is celebrating the gifts of life we share. A meal together is one of the most intimate and sacred human events. Around the table we become vulnerable, filling one another's plates and cups and encouraging one another to eat and drink. Much more happens at a meal than satisfying hunger and quenching thirst. Around the table we become family, friends, community, yes, a body.
