Posted by koyoandi
I have to apologize for being off the radar for so long. I had a great visit from my brother who came to stay with us for a week. Poor guy had the nastiest cold or flu or whatever it is that is going around that gives you a fever, constant coughing and a congested chest as well as a runny nose. And then, being the ever generous guy that he is, he gave that to my husband and I.
For most of the week, I did well. I developed a nasty headache at first, which passed after a good night’s sleep. Then I was left feeling as though “something was coming on”. I had a bit of a cough but nothing major, so still managed to have fun with my brother as he recovered.
My husband was a different story. It came on faster with him. And he was not the best patient. He was convinced that I no longer cared about him or his well-being, growled at me for not rushing him to the hospital, was deaf to my explanations of how experienced I was with taking care of others when they are sick and that I had every confidence that what he was experiencing was perfectly normal, he was not in danger and it had to run its course; he constantly reminded me that I was not a doctor so clearly had no idea what I was doing and therefore probably was just letting him die slowly due to my inattention and incompetence. I just clenched my jaw, smiled, shoved the nighttime cold/flu medicine down his throat (this achieved two results: 1. he started getting better because he was asleep and more importantly, 2. he stopped complaining…because he was asleep!), made him comfortable, patted him on the head and went out with my brother.
Just before my brother was getting ready to leave and my husband was on the mend, it was my turn. I thought I escaped it, but it was not to be. So, although I really wanted to get on here and report how my week was going, I just. couldn’t. do. it.
Other than that, I had a great week with my brother but was not a very good girl when it came to keeping track of my WW points. Eeep.
I started to feel anxiety because, going out and having fun also meant eating out. A lot. I did my best to be good when we did go out. Almost every time we ate at a restaurant, I managed to stick to eating only half of what I ordered and taking the rest home. And in nearly all cases, my husband gets to eat my take-home food, which is fine by me! His metabolism is up for the challenge; mine, not so much.
And exercise? pfffft. I did get two good days’ worth in Toronto, just walking around early in the week, but the rest of the week? Not much activity at all.
Therefore, I was too scared to get on the scales and so missed last week’s weigh in…and by “missed”, I mean “skipped”. On purpose. Completely. I just could not face the music. This week however, I decided it was time to suck it up and see how much damage I did and how much I had to undo. Apparently coughing and sneezing had burned up a heck of a lot of calories because despite the eating out, I finally hit the 10 pound mark!!!! I weighed myself two days in a row just to be sure it was not a fluke. Hurraaayyyyy!!!! And now despite the fact I am still coughing my brains out, I am getting better and pretty sure my metabolism will probably slow back down (dammit!). But there is no way I am going to revert…have to keep those scales moving!!
Now, off I go to get caught up on how the rest of you having been doing! So glad to be back!
P.S. Great comfort drink for your cold, flu, or whatever is making you cough, sneeze and feel miserable: a hot cup of apple juice (the pressed stuff that looks like cider) with some fresh grated ginger and some cinnamon sprinkled on top. Nothing made me happier than when my hubby showed up at my bedside with a cup of that! He was an absolute angel once he recovered…just in time to take care of me!