It's Wednesday morning at 7:30, well not really. I'm scheduling this to post then.
Right at that moment, I will be waiting with my mom before they take her into surgery. She's having a knee replacement. I will have been up since 4 am and probably pretty groggy and most likely damning myself for ever quitting caffeine. Mom will be nervous, but putting on a good front for the nurses. She will have told them I'm a nurse and that she's a nurse, which I hate. They treat you differently then. When it comes to me and my own family, I like to be treated just like everyone else. Dumb it down for me, speak slowly, treat me like I'm an idiot. Because as stressed out as I usually am in those situations, I don't want to use my brain. I just want someone to do it for me!
Mom has been putting this surgery off for a while, so this day is a long time coming. Watching my mom struggle with a weight related issue was one of the reasons I woke up and started doing something about my own situation. Look at your mom and you'll see part, if not all, of your future. I don't want a knee replacement. I don't want weight related pains and aches, and immobility. I don't want any of it.
Who knows what damage my fat years have already done? That's in the past, though. And I'm marching on.
If you have a minute, say a prayer for my mom. She's scared and probably hurting and could use all the positive energy you can send along. Thanks. I'll be busy taking care of her for the next few days.
Taking a little time to play with words, to play with food, and just to play!