Backwards. Forwards. Backwards. Forwards. Backwards. Forwards. Do I. Don’t I. Do I. Don’t I. The pendulum of thoughts leave tired, worn tracks across my mind. I am so tired. I’m a big woman. I never wanted to admit that. In a world that idolises the skinny, I never wanted to face my reality. I can…
Tag: Obesity
DEAR DIARY {WEIGHTLOSS CHRONICLES #3}
Dear Diary It is nearly mid way through February and I had almost forgotten about my word for 2015 being Health. Well, actually, perhaps it wasn’t so much forgotten as ignored. On January 1st I weighed a staggering 107 kilograms. I wept. So my word for the year became HEALTH. That encompassed mental health, but…
Operation Sarah is a go
I have never been one for self improvement of the body. It’s true. Now self improvement of the mind, that I could sink my teeth into. But body improvement? Not for me. Of course, this stance was just a guise for “I can’t be arsed to move my body”. And this attitude led to me…
Alzheimer’s Attack
I am alone again tonight. Dee is still in France doing his Tour de France thing. As I settle down he isn’t far from my thoughts. I still think he is crazy. I mean, who in their right minds cycles 100 kilometers a day for 12 solid days. It defies understanding. Well, my understanding anyway….
My long road to Mecca
The phone rings. I am still in bed, but very much awake. I look at the clock. 10am. My second lie-in this week. God, I love school holidays. Hello? Hi Sarah, this is Bee, from the Life! Program? Oh damn, I had forgotten about this. I meant to phone and cancel. Oh yes. How are…
Insanity vs Sanity – Monday 14 May – 32 weeks and 2 days
Dee has to go to work early and wakes me at 5:30am to remind me to get JC up for school at 6:10am. I grunt my acknowledgement and tell myself that 7:15am will suffice. Dee leaves and my brain starts ticking over. I am reminded of that saying that says the definition of insanity is…
Change has to happen – Wednesday 9 May – 31 weeks and 4 days
Life is returning to some form of normality. Well, as normal a life as I am able to muster. Jay has been told that she will now more than likely reach 34 weeks or beyond, and has decided to return home. Whilst I miss the company, I am happy about this. I need space. Time…