Weight loss, an MRI and a little heartbreak  

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I weighed in at Weight Watchers the other night and I have lost 16.4 pounds so far! I was very proud of myself. They told me that I need to slow down; I'm loosing too fast. I've lost an average of 4ish pounds per week. So I had to go to my doctor who told me that I was doing fine. On the "Core Plan" people tend to loose more and a little faster. That was her observation, at least. So I am instructed to continue what I'm doing (and make sure I'm doing it right) and after 3 more months, if I'm still loosing too fast, then we'll worry. But I'm sure I'll slow down to the regular 1-2 pounds.

My knee injury is flamed up again. Doctor looked at that one too. Long story short, I need an MRI. And probably intensive physical therapy or laprascopic surgery. Blech.

Yesterday my dd and I went to a KinderKoncert at a local elementary school. It was a cute program and she saw lots of friends there. But one particular friend, that she hasn't seen in a while, totally ignored her. I know how kids are. Especially when they see someone in an unusual place. AND they haven't seen each other for a while. My dd waved and said Hi! But just received a stare. After the program was over she went to say hello and give a hug, but was greeted with a frown and hiding behind others. She was so heartbroken. She just turned into me and cried. I felt so cruddy for her. But, we all know how kids are sometimes. They can be so shy and aloof with even close friends given a different situation. Oh well. Another friend of mine who was with us assured her that God knows what she is feeling and knows when she needs a friend. God would take care of it and send her all the love and friends she needs.

When your a mother, your heart breaks twice as much for your child. No one taught THAT in Lamaze class.

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