My newer Self
Friday, June 08, 2018
I SHOULD have been writing and journaling for a long time, then this wouldn't have turned out to be soss long. But here goes...
Now here it is, almost 3 years after bariatric surgery(Vertical Sleeve) and I'm still going up and down the scales. Just like I used to do when practicing piano or singing. I've been taught "in all things, be grateful." So the good thing that I'm grateful for is that I'm still down 35 pounds from before surgery. I have found a friend that will help me through this tough part of my life. I have a lot on my plate lately, no pun intended.
I now have two 80+ years old sisters living with me. I am the only driver. I have to take them and myself to doctors, hospitals, labs and test work, grocery shopping, and other shopping. Sometime after these events, they want to go out to eat. I try my best to tell them "no" and I stick to it lots of times. But even I don't want to go home to cook or let them cook. Because if I'm this tired, I know they have to be too. Also, I pick up friends that need to go to meetings of some sort. I'm usually going anyway, they not out of the way, so why not? My sisters and I were splitting the use of gas, 1 or 1/2 tank each. Now they are saying that my friends need to pay for my gas. I tried to tell the sisters that my friends are not even a mile out of my way and I don't think they need to pay anything. So yesterday, I suggested to one of the sisters, I will pay for 1 1/2 tanks if they pay for 1/2 tank each. I think that is fair. She said no and that if called for a transit driver it would be $2.50 each way (approx 12M round trip), so five bucks. She goes on to say that she goes to doctors about 4 times a month and that would make it $20, about a whole tank of gas. And that doesn't even count the shopping, prescriptions, or eating out. Now my suggestion sounds more than fair, but she said nothing.
There's more but I'll write again, later.